Replying to reviewers (very few): For the one who said Grape Nuts Robot says "corp" instead of crap, that was when Grape Nuts Robot said "Corp-for-brains", but not talking about Homestar's Podracer, so it's different. Thanks for reviewing.

Chapter 7 – Sith's Revelation

Homestar and Coach Z were running towards the Nubian. Homestar was ahead and was about to board the Nubian when Coach Z saw Darth Stick's speeder speeding towards Homestar.

"Homestar! Duck!" warned Coach Z.

"Ducks? What ducks? What kind of fweakin' ducks live in the desewt?" asked Homestar as the speeder was getting closer.

"Just fall down!" ordered Coach Z.

"Okay!" said Homestar as he fell flat on his face just as the speeder sped past where Homestar's head was.

Then Darth Stick jumped off his bike in a very cool flip jumpy way, brandished his red light saber, and began attacking Coach Z, using his green light saber.

"Homestar! Go to the sheep! Tell them to take off and fly low!" ordered Coach Z as Homestar ran to the Nubian.

Darth Stick and Coach Z kept on blocking their attacks with their light sabers. They haven't done any damage using the light sabers yet, but fatigue was settling in on Coach Z.

Inside the cockpit of the ship…

"Coach Z's in twouble! He says to take off and fly low!" said Homestar.

"Okay, do that, Mexican weirdo," ordered Strong Bad.

"Yessir," replied Senor as he began flying the ship a few feet above the ground with the spacecraft ramp open.

Coach Z and Darth Stick still fought against each other with their light sabers, displaying some acrobatic moves to dodge death blows. When the ship was close to the battle, Coach Z jumped onto the ramp just as the ramp closed and the ship flew away, leaving Darth Stick in the desert, annoyed that he was foiled from killing a Jedi. Then the Nubian flew away from Tatooine at last.

"Awe you all wight?" asked Homestar as he and Strong Bad ran up to the exhausted Coach Z.

"I'm all right. That's a sooprise I won't forget," replied Coach Z.

"What the crap was that?" asked Strong Bad.

"Well, he was well trained in the Jedi arts, he's after the Queen," replied Coach Z.

"What do we do?" asked Homestar.

"Uh, what kind of question was that? If we just left that attacker to rot in the desert wasteland," said Strong Bad.

"Hey!" shouted Homestar.

"Uh, Homestar, this is my apprentice, Strong Bad," said Coach Z.

"Hi Jedi Stwong Bad!" said Homestar.

"It's been barely five minutes, and I already hate you," muttered Strong Bad.

In Naboo, Blue Laser was talking to Mr. Bland, who got rid of the swollen tongue, for the author's sake, but still had hives, coughing, sneezing, and runny noses.

"YOUR STRIKE WILL LOSE! THE QUEEN'S LOST, YOUR PEOPLE ARE STARVING, AND YOU'RE GOING TO DIE PAINFULLY OR FROM THE ALLERGY! TAKE HIM AWAY!" screeched Blue Laser.

"We're a democracy, not a planet ruled by tyranny! You'll lose, A-CHOO!" sneezed Mr. Bland as a Battle Droid took him away.

Then another Battle Droid talked to Blue Laser, "Mr. Blue Laser, sir? We just found out about the Underwater Cheat Commandos Headquarters Playset in the swamp. We'll attack it."

"FAN-FREAKIN-SUPER-TASTIC! AT LAST, WE CAN CRUSH THE CHEAT COMMANDOS!" screeched Blue Laser as ominous music played.

In the Nubian in space, everyone but Marzipan was asleep, even Homsar and Reynold. Marzipan, who was awake, went to a monitor and watched Mr. Bland's hologram message from before.

"(Cough!)… cuzoff all food supplies (cough) until you rebern. The beth (cough) toll is catafopic! We (cough) vust vow vown (cough) to their wishes, your figh(cough)ness. Flease tell us what to (cough) foo! You fus contact me!" explained Mr. Bland as he began to have a runny nose.

"So, awe you, um, all wight?" asked Homestar who was sitting on a chair, "By the way, is the aiw-conditioning on? I'm feeling cold again," said Homestar.

So Marzipan got a sheet and put it over Homestar.

"Anyway, the Queen's worried, for her people are dying, so she's going to the Senate, but I don't know what will happen," replied Marzipan.

"Oh, I fowgot!" said Homestar as he got out something made out of wood, "Um, it's a cawving showing you'll have good fowtune. To me, it's just wood."

"Oh Homestar, that's so sweet," said Marzipan as she took the object.

"Weally? To me, it's just wood."

"I'll remember about this when we return to the capital with the Queen. I'll always care for you, Homestar," said Marzipan.

"Me too, but I miss, um, 'mom'," confessed Homestar.

Soon, the Nubian arrived at Coruscant, the city planet.

"Coruscant, the capital of the Republic. The entire planet is one big city," explained Senor.

"That is so cool!" exclaimed Homestar as he looked at the city from the window.

"And look, there's Chancellor Princey, Senator Homeschool, and some GUARDS!" said Captain Mouth as the Nubian landed on the landing platform with the aforementioned people.

Then the Jedis, Reynold, Homestar left the ship and bowed before Chancellor Princey and Senator Homeschool, though while bowing, Reynold stumbled and fell on the platform. Then Captain Mouth, the Queen, and her handmaidens (including Marzipan), left the ship. Then Homeschool talked to Queen Marzipala.

"It's a great gift to see you alive. Here is Chancellor Princey," said Homeschool.

"Welcome your highness. It's an honor to finally meet Queen Marzipala. You must be distressed over the invasion! We'll settle this with a special session in the Senate!" explained Chancellor Princey.

"I'm grateful for your concern, Chancellor," replied Queen Marzipala.

Then Homeschool began talking to Queen Marzipala secretly. In the living area of Homeschool's quarters, Homeschool was talking about the important things to Queen Marzipala.

"The Senate and the Republic is not great as it was years ago. The senators are greedy, squabbling crapfaces who look for themselves and their home systems. No interest in public goods, no civility, just politics. Your majesty, I fear that the Senate won't act on the invasion," explained Homeschool.

"Chancellor Princey says there's hope," replied Marzipala.

"But he's weakening, and he has little power now."

"So what do we do?"

"We need a stronger Supreme Chancellor. One who is like me! You just call on a No Confidence vote against Chancellor Princey," explained Homeschool.

"He's been our strongest leader. Is there any other way?" asked Marzipala.

"No! Unless you would submit a plea to the courts…" began Homeschool.

"No, they take years to settle a decision, and by then, people of Naboo would be gone. We need to stop the Federation."

"Be realistic Queen. We need to let the Federation take control for a while, unless someone like me becomes Chancellor, hint, hint, wink, wink."

In the council chambers of the Jedi Temple, Coach Z and Strong Bad were in front of several Jedi Masters, including Master Strong Mad and Master Pom-Pom.

"So this guy's a Sorth lord," explained Coach Z.

"A SITH LORD?" shouted Strong Mad.

"Impossible!" said Master Wheelchair, "The Sith have been extinct for a millennium! We should focus on killing Eh! Steve!"

"The Republic is being threatened, then the Sith are involved," bubbled Pom-Pom.

"Uh, Pom-Pom? You although you bubble, you still need to talk like Yoda does," said Homer Starrun.

"Okay. The Republic is being threatened, then involved the Sith are," bubbled Pom-Pom.

"WE DON'T KNOW THE REVENGE OF THE SITH!" shouted Strong Mad.

"Hard to see, the dark side is. Discover who this assassin is, we must," bubbled Pom-Pom.

"I hope he will reveal himself again!" shouted Master Wheelchair.

"TARGET QUEEN! HATE CHAIR! BUBS!" shouted Strong Mad.

"With this Naboo Queen you must stay, Coach Z. Protect her," ordered Pom-Pom.

"WE'LL WIN!" shouted Strong Mad.

"May the Force be with you," bubbled Pom-Pom.

As Strong Bad was about to leave, Coach Z continued to face the council.

"Master Coach Z more to say, have you?" asked Pom-Pom.

"Um, well you see, Master Pom-Pom, I found another Jedi hopeful," said Coach Z.

"A hopeful, you say?" asked Pom-Pom.

"HOMESTAR?" asked Strong Mad.

"Why, yes. Homestar has a lot of midi-chlorians," said Coach Z.

"CHOSEN ONE PROPHESY HOMESTAR?" asked Strong Mad.

"Why does Strong Mad have to be the wise Mace Windu?" asked Strong Bad.

"I don't know, I mean, I know don't," replied Pom-Pom.

"So, let's torst the boy," said Coach Z.

"Trained as a Jedi, you request for him?" asked Pom-Pom.

"Something like that," replied Coach Z.

"BRING HIM TO US!" shouted Strong Mad.

"Tested he will be," bubbled Pom-Pom.