I said it was on hiatus, and it is, but I felt the need to write at least something. It is raining and I was bored. Enjoy.

Life as a Bum

Part 7

More zany antics by all! Snickers and ghosts and fangirls, oh my!

So without further ado the story!

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Obi-wan: -sighs- I'm soooo hungry! -sobs-

T.G.: You're hungry? How do you think I feel!

Obi-wan: Well, you did say you didn't have to eat every day.

T.G.: That doesn't matter! My brother throws me down here and expects me to devour his captives!

Obi-wan: -edges away- You don't have to…

T.G.: -sarcastic snort- And starve? No thank you. You might be twiggy but I'm too hungry to care.

Obi-wan: "Twiggy"?

T.G.: Yes! Look at you, you're an anorexic, old man!

Obi-wan: Then I suggest you grab a Snickers™.

T.G.:…

T.G.: I prefer 3 Musketeers.

Obi-Wan: What? Those taste like crap!

T.G.: How DARE you insult my choice in chocolately confections! I have rights! I'm going to sue you!

Obi-Wan: Ack! Wait! I have nothing but the clothes on my back!

T.G.: -shrugs- Then I'll take the clothes on your front.


Padme': -still falling- ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Anakin: -looks down hole- Noooooooo! Now I have to find another girlfriend!

Anakin: -curls into a fetal position- My life is already full of pain and misery, and now I can't even get laid! -cries-

Ghost: -booming deep manly demon voice- Ani!

Anakin: Mom? Is that you?

Shmi's Ghost: -still deep- Yes.

Anakin: Oh, have you been taking testosterone?

Shmi's Ghost: -still deep- No.

Shmi's Ghost: -normal voice- I've come to congratulate you.

Anakin: -blinks- On…what? Becoming a great and powerful jedi?

Shmi's Ghost: -scoffs- On losing that tramp. Seriously, Ani, you could have done better.

Anakin: -looks hurt- But Padme' is a Senator in the Republic… and she also used to rule over an entire planet…

Shmi's Ghost: What! And you let her fall! -smacks Anakin-

Anakin: OW!…how did you hit me?…you're dead…

Shmi's Ghost: I have connections. With George.

Anakin: What? All George said that when I died was that I could rejoin the fallen jedi.

Shmi's Ghost: Sucks for you.

Anakin: -gains a bold angry look- I will be nobody's monkey milk!

Padme': -still still falling- -very faintly- ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!


Niome: -looking out the window in the Fett house- Is he ok?

Boba: What, dad?

Niome: Yes, he's still outside…

Boba: -peers out window- He must be crying.

Niome: Dying! We have to save him! -starts to take off-

Boba: No, crying. C-R-Y-I-N-G. Crying.

Niome: How cute! - You're a good little speller. Did you learn that at school?

Boba: I don't go to school.

Niome: So…you're stupid?

-millions of fangirls run in and beat the crap out of Niome and run out again-

Boba: O-o

Niome: -twitching and with difficulty, gets up- OW! What happened?

Boba: My fangirls read that you insulted me and they attacked you.

Niome: -blinks- you have girlfriends?

Boba: -goes red-… I don't have a girlfriend, I'm only ten!…and you're the first girl I've seen in years.

Niome: teehee.. I can't be your girlfriend, you silly

Boba: But I didn't say…

Niome: You can't make your father jealous. Teehee, besides, I'm too old for you.

Boba: I DON'T WANT TO DATE YOU!

Niome: -blinks- So I'm not pretty?

Boba: -confused- What?

Niome: You hate me because I'm ugly! -wails-

Boba: Uhh...


-Cuts to Jango-

Still in the rain, looking blankly at the doors.

Jango: -suddenly gains a thought- I need coffee.

TBC

Or not

There you go.