The soldiers, turned waiters, brought out the salads to start off the meal. Qui-gon was arguing with the chef about the dressing, when the doors to the dinning area swished (it's italicized because I like that word) open. Everyone stared in shock at the sight of Padme. "Honey, I'm home!" She shouted to her dearest Anakin. Vader and his wife ran towards each other as the world around them changed into a field of daisies. Only right before being able to fall into her husband's arms, Padme tripped over Jar Jar's dead body, bringing them both back to reality. "How many times have I told you not to murder our guests?"
"Sorry, dear."
"Well, it will only be proper to throw him a funeral. Everyone here is invited."
Next week at Jar Jar's Cremation
Even though around fifty beings were invited only the Skywalkers and Obi-wan showed up, not by choice. Padme had made a point of dragging her family down, and Obi-wan because he was staying with them.
"Do we really have to stay? I mean just light that thing on fire and let's leave." –Anakin (I got tired of writing he said, she said, yes I am that lazy.)
"Ani…" –Padme
"You, know I hate that name. I'm Darth Vader, dark lord of the sith." –Ani
"And I'm Darth Obi, dark lord of the rings." –Obi
While Obi-wan was busy mocking his father Luke was looking for a stick.
"What are you doing?" –Leia
Luke pulled out a bag of marshmallows. "Smores?"
"Over Jar Jar's Corpse?"
"Why not?"
"Okay."
So the twins sat by the campfire, I mean Jar Jar's burning body, and ate smores.
After the Funeral
"So what now?" Padme looked into space talking to the author of this story.
"I don't know you figure it out." I answered completely out of ideas.
"I'm bored." Luke complained.
"Shut up!" Leia yelled at her brother.
Vader sneaked away from his family and into the living room. "Finally some alone time." He said to himself and took a seat on the couch, with the remote in one hand and an ice cold Pepsi in the other.
"Anakin!" Padme yelled from the other room.
"Not now, the game's on." He answered.
"Anakin." She walked into the room and gave him a death glare that was worthy of Sidious himself.
Vader sighed, "Yes honey?"
"I'm baking muffins for Luke's dancing group. Right now I need to get ready to go to the market and you know with all my make up and what not, well anyways would you be a doll and take the muffins out in ten minutes?"
"Of course dear." A few seconds later when the thoughts registered in Ani's head he responded, "Wait Luke's in a dancing group?"
20 minutes later
"You burnt my muffins!"