Today was the day of truth. To finally, once and for all, come to a decision about which one was the sexiest, Obi-Wan and Anakin had resorted to a lightsaber fight. Of course, some Jedi felt that might be unjust, seeing as Anakin was the Chosen One and all. That argument was countered by the fact that Obi-Wan had killed a Sith.
So, the battle went as planned.
In the main arena, Obi-Wan was sitting in the north-east corner and Anakin in the south-west. All possible spaces for viewing were filled with screaming Padawans, smiling knights and bemused masters. Most of the women (and some of the men) practically fainted when Obi-Wan removed his shirt. Someone, most probably a female apprentice, shouted out her love to the master.
Obi-Wan flashed her a dazzling smile and a quick wink of his blue eyes. She fainted on the spot.
//Excellent.// he thought to himself. //I have already won!//
Meanwhile, Anakin Skywalker was also preparing himself for this important battle of the sexiest. It was very important that he win, as he knew that it would once and for all attract Padmé Amidala to him.
Master Yoda stepped into the middle of the arena, and raised one arm. The room went silent, save for a bunch of young girls giggling in a nearby corner.
"Begin, we will."
The crowd erupted into cheers as the two male Jedi stepped forwards. Anakin wore a loose cloth shirt and baggy pants. Obi-Wan went bare-chested, pleasing most of the present company. He also wore baggy pants, with no footwear.
The two moved in and ignited lighsabers. Slowly, they both moved in…
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!