A/N Okay, a lot of freaky dialogue in this one. I think I'll probably end it here, unless you peoples want me to keep going, but I don't have much of a plan after the end of this one, and I am leaving for two weeks on, like, Saturday. Anyway, just tell me if you want a new chapter up.

Chewbacca blinked. Huh?

The boy sighed. "You go back to the Mon Espa Podrace about fifteen years ago, and find yourself that's about to kill Anakin. Then you stop yourself from killing him, and everything will be back to normal."

So how do I stop him from becoming Darth Vader?

"You don't."

Obi-Wan, who also seemed to dislike the idea of having an apprentice who goes evil and eventually kills him, came up with the answer. "You come back to this time in the other version of events. Padmé's already pregnant, and anything good Anakin's going to do, he's done. So you come back just before he goes evil, and you kill him. Then there's no Vader, and everything's back to normal."

"But Anakin becoming evil is the way things happened!" a Padawan protested. "You can't change that!"

You don't understand what horrible things he did, Chewbacca said, although he wasn't too sure either. After all, Anakin only blew up one planet, and nobody really liked those inhabitants anyway.

"But he destroyed the Sith Lord!" exclaimed the psychic boy. "Who'll destroy him if Anakin doesn't?"

"Anyone else will," Obi-Wan said. "Believe me; you don't want to exist when Darth Vader does."

"You didn't," pointed out the girl who spoke Wookie. "So how would you know?"

"And we won't anyway," said the battle arena boy. "We get killed."

"Do you want to die?" asked Obi-Wan.

"No," answered the girl who had said they shouldn't change the way things happened. "But that's the normal flow of things, and if you try to disrupt it, everything will be wacked." Chewbacca didn't point out that she sounded like Master Yoda.

Look. This might not make sense to you, since you're so young, but I need to stop Darth Vader from ever existing.

Obi-Wan nodded. "Don't mind the Padawans. They just think they're so great because they're smarter than we are. We know what's what."

What's what?

"What?"

Yes?

"Who?"

Who's what?

"Whatty what what?"

Whatsit?

"Would you two cut that out?" asked the Yoda girl crabbily.

"Would what who shoe?" answered Obi-Wan.

Chewbacca left quickly.

"Huh?" asked Chewbacca as Chewbacca appeared besides him.

"I've come to stop you from killing Anakin," said Chewbacca.

"Who're you?"

"My name's Chewbacca."

"No, my name's Chewbacca."

"I know. I'm a future you."

"How future?"

"Well, it's hard to say, but I think it's about two hours. I don't know how long I was saying what to Obi-Wan."

"Why were you saying what to Obi-Wan?"

"How I was saying that."

"What?"

"Why."

"Who?"

"Chewbacca."

"That's me."

"No, it's me."

"So who am I?"

"Chewbacca."

"And you?"

"Chewbacca."

"This is confusing."

"Just don't kill Anakin."

"WE WON!"

"Who's that?"

"Anakin."

"I thought it was Chewbacca."

"You are Chewbacca."

"So are you."

"Anakin's not going to die now. Time for me to go."

"Wait!"

"What?"

"Chewbacca is who?"

"You. Or me."

"Which?"

"Help."

"Cheese?"

"Go to bed."

"Happy Birthday."

"And goodbye."

And Chewbacca returned to the youngling's playroom.

"Master Anakin, what's going on?"

DIE, VADER!

"Huh?"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Chewbacca had stabbed Anakin with his own lightsaber. The younglings stared at him in shock, and then jumped on top of him. "He killed Master Anakin," the boy who thought they were in a battle arena cried. "Get him!"

Quickly returning to his own time, Chewy found several differences. Somehow, he remembered the events following the very, very short battle in the playroom. They had been: not much. He had been exiled for killing a Jedi, then brought back when the security tapes revealed how Anakin had gone evil. Leia had become a Jedi, and had never had the money he liked so much. She had lived her life like a good Jedi, and Chewbacca had never married.

The little twerps were right, he thought angrily. Now I've gotta go back and stop myself from killing Vader.

Chewbacca returned to the playroom in a huff and slapped his own arm away as he began to stab Anakin.

"Who are you?"

"You."

"What?"

"Don't kill him."

"Why?"

"The younglings were right."

"Drat."

"Poo-doo."

"Yep."

"So you won't?"

"I wish I could."

"Yep."

"He bugs me."

"Yep."

"You too?"

"I am you after all."

"Right."

"So you won't?"

"Okay."

"Good."

"Yeah."

"Thanks."

"Bye."

"See ya."

And Chewbacca left. The other Chewbacca gave Anakin a last evil look, sighed, and left as well.

Anakin blinked. "Well," he commented. "That was weird." And with that, he killed the younglings.