Bwa, I'm back! Sorry it took so long, I was recuperating from school...but now that I've somewhat caught up on the some hundred hours of sleep I missed out on (if you count staying up till 3 in the morning and sleeping in till noon 'catching up') I finally decided to write another chapter. Hope you enjoy it!!

--------------------------------------------------------

It all started as a simple trip to the food stores to get a midnight snack. I was trudging down the hallways, careful to make as little sound as possible so the possibility of me being caught and sent back empty-handed was reduced, when I heard a low, maniacal cackle. I blinked, turned my head towards the sound and thought, {Hmm...sounds like it's coming from near Bastila's room...wonder what it is...} Common sense dictated that I should just ignore it and go grab some food, my stomach wholeheartedly agreeing with it. Curiosity got the better of me, though, and I found myself walking down the hallway to Bastila's room.

I saw Mission standing outside the door, black clothes on with some black stuff under her eyes. I looked at her quizzically and asked, "What are you doing Mission? And what's that stuff on your face?" She leaped up in the air, whirled around and stared at me, blinked, then grinned. "First off, I'm getting black, sweet revenge. Secondly...well this is supposed to help me blend in with the darkness but I suppose it didn't help..." she said, pointing at her clothes and the black stuff under her eyes. She then pulled out a bag that reeked, and a lighter.

That would have probably been the wisest time to leave, but once again, curiosity over-ruled my common sense and I asked her, "Where did you get the lighter and what is your master plan to get revenge?" She looked at me and said, "This bag is full of little "presents", courtesy of Bongo. I'm going to light the bag on fire and knock on Bastila's door. She'll come out, see the fire and stomp on it and then my revenge will be complete!!" Mission took this moment to laugh evilly, sobered and said, "The lighter's Canderous'. I told him my master plan and he laughed and gleefully handed me his lighter. He's a pretty cool guy sometimes."

Mission then set the bag outside Bastila's door, lit it on fire, then pounded on Bastila's door. She then cackled and hid, myself following her. Bastila appeared in the doorway seconds after I got into my hiding spot. Her eyes widened when she saw the bag on fire, then they narrowed. She glared in our direction and said, "Honestly Mission, this is the oldest trick in the book. Can't you think of anything better?"

Mission was about to reply when Carth rounded the corner. His eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and he yelled, "MISSION!! IT'S DANGEROUS TO SET FIRE ON A SHIP!!! ARE YOU INSANE?!" he then dove onto the bag, smothering the flames. Silence reigned for a while until Mission shakily said she had to go do some vague thing she had forgotten to do and ran off. Bastila was fighting to keep her face expressionless and had a sudden "coughing" fit. Carth blinked, stood up and then looked down at the front of his shirt which was covered in Bongo's "presents" as Mission so tastefully put it.

Carth's eyes darkened with rage and he charged off after Mission who was attempting to escape, via an escape pod. Bastila then turned her attention to me and said, "If you were thinking of getting another midnight snack Zaalbar, forget it. Go back to bed or I'll drag you back to bed." I grumbled unhappily about how I'd never fall asleep when I was starving but shut up when Bastila reached for her lightsaber threateningly. I quickly ran back to my room, Mission's screams of denial to being part of anything that had to do with the bag following me.