A little later on, Jar Jar was getting frustrated, desperate to know what the boys were watching.

"Y'know, for once, messa going to sit down and try to watch one of these things." he said, but just as he sat down, the others got up.

"Halftime." Yoda announced.

"Hey, who wants to ah, throw the ball around a little, maybe get a little three on three going?" Anakin suggested.

"Oh! That would be sooo much fun!" Padme chirped and even Jar Jar's eyes lit up.

"Oh, can messa play too? Messa never played Force-ball, like ever."

"Great, you can cover Obi-Wan." Anakin suggested.

"No, no, no, I don't, I don't really wanna play." Obi-Wan sighed.

"Come on man! You never want to do anything since you and Beru broke up."

"That's not true! I wanted to wear my bathrobe and eat peanut clusters all day. I wanted to start drinking in the morning. Don't say that I don't have goals!"

"Obi-Wan, you have to start getting over her. All right, if you play, you get some fresh air, maybe it'll take your mind off Beru, and if you don't play, everyone will be mad at you 'cause the teams won't be even. Come on." Anakin persisted until at last Obi-Wan gave in.

"Yeah, all right, I'll play."

"Yay!" Jar Jar exclaimed excitedly.

"Let's do it! Yoda?" Padme turned to Yoda.

"What?"

"Do you wanna play Force-ball?" she asked.

"Um, Mace and I, supposed to play Force-ball, we're not." he sighed.

"Says who? The council?" Anakin teased.

"Yeah." Yoda and Mace said together. Then when they saw the other looking at them, Mace decided to explain.

"Well, every, every Thanksgiving um, we used to have a touch Force-ball game called the 'Jedi Bowl.'"

"No, no, no, you say that proudly." Obi-Wan commented.

"Anyway, Yoda and I were always captains, and um, it got kind've competitive and one year, Jedi Bowl VI, I accidentally broke Yoda's nose."

"Accident, it was not! He saw I was about to tag him, threw his big fat grandma arm elbow right into my face, he did then just kept running."

"To score the winning touchdown, by the way." Mace added.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, ho, ho, ho, win the game, you did not, the touchdown didn't count, because of the spectacularly illegal, oh and by the way savage nose breaking."

Mace turned to Obi-Wan and Anakin. "I won the game."

"Oh yeah! Then how come get the Jedi Cup, you didn't, huh?" Yoda taunted.

"Um, there was a Jedi Cup?" Padme interupted.

"Yes, trophy for you if you won the game, it was. But Kit Fisto said, 'nobody won that game, ' and he was sick of our fighting, so took the trophy, he did, and..." Yoda paused to collect himself as he was on the verge of tears. "threw it in the lake." he finished.

"And was the curse lifted?" Obi-Wan commented and Anakin, Padme and Jar Jar had to stifle a giggle.

"Anyway. That's when the Council said not to play Force-ball ever again, we were." Yoda finished.

"Y'know what, I think we should play a game. I mean come on, it's been twelve years." Mace suggested.

"See you for a second, can I?" Yoda asked.

They walked over to a corner to discuss it.

"Once!" Mace shouted.

"All right, gonna play we are." Yoda said as they returned.

"But wait a minute though, how are we gonna get there, though, because my Mom won't let me cross the street." Obi-Wan teased. And this time Padme, Anakin and Jar Jar couldn't help but laugh out loud.