A/N: the rating has been bumped up because Jango drops the f-bomb. And Ysalamiri are from Mykrr.

vegemite: well, I like Jag, and that's final! But I understand if you've never read NJO. I love that series! How do you come up with these ideas? I will do the clones, now that I think about it...

The Greatest Boba Fett Fan: no, it's not a naked mole-rat:P You'll see... yes, a person from TLC... THAT'S BRILLIANT! I'll fit that in if I can!

Flare Conlon: well, you get your wish! Blue Windu makes an appearance!

Zealit: okay, I'll update!

Jedi Knight Reven: you'll recommend me? thanx so much! I can do longer. Maybe I'll drop by and read one of your fics sometime in the near future...

-xXx- KAMINO –xXx-

Anakin did everything Jango had taught him and breezed through the first seven targets with little resistance. The droid target, at 4500 meters, was difficult. His first, then his second shot missed the target completely and ricocheted off the Slave I.

"Concentrate," Jango said through the comm at Anakin's elbow. "Don't hit my ship again. It may decide to fire back."

Anakin looked up in alarm to see the Slave I's laser cannons pointed at him. "Meep!"

Unknown to Anakin, Jango was actually controlling the cannons with the slave circuit he had installed. The boy was in no actual danger... but he didn't know that...

"Can you, um, get those cannons off me?"

"I'm not controlling them," Jango lied.

"That's comforting. What do I do if your ship decides to take potshots at me?"

Jango sounded deadpan through the comlink. "Dodge."

-xXx- CORUSCANT –xXx-

Boba sat with his mouth open. Oh no, she didn't! rang through his mind.

"What?" Barriss looked amused. "We don't have class tomorrow, so its perfect."

"That- that- the- wha- but-"

"I thought it was a good idea," Barriss said innocently.

"But- but- wait, what?"

Barriss sighed. "Boys."

"You did what?"

"Tomorrow morning Master Windu is going to have an Afro."

Boba was stunned into silence yet again. Few things surprised him in this galaxy. Winning the sweepstakes was one. Barriss's maliciousness was another. "Why?"

"You're being stupid again. Did you forget what happened yesterday?"

"Well, no, but-"

"Master Windu deserves to have hair, don't you think?"

"Well, yeah, but-"

"It can't be traced back to us, don't worry."

"Oh. Why didn't you say so in the first place?"

"Because I wanted to finish the whole plan, first."

Boba looked apprehensive. "There's more?"

Barriss laughed wickedly. "Oh yes. There's more. I bribed a friend to bribe a friend who bribed a Padawan who bribed a Crèchling to replace Master Windu's soap with, um," she smirked. "Blue dye."

"WHAT?"

Everyone in the cafeteria stared at Boba and Barriss, then turned back to their food.

"You're dying him blue?" Boba repeated in a whisper.

"Only temporarily," Barriss replied. "Mika," Boba reflexively looked around in alarm, "will set up a forcefield that will remove the dye when he steps through it, as well as the 'fro. But Windu won't know that..."

Boba found himself matching Barriss's grin. "You're pure evil, you know that?"

-xXx- KAMINO –xXx-

Anakin's his mouth dropped open in pure stupidity. The Force! How could he have forgotten?

But that'd be cheating, a little voice told him.

Shut up. It's only cheating if you get caught.

That is true... carry on.

Anakin found himself vaguely creeped out that the little voice was replying, but shrugged and focused on the target, using not the laser sight, but the Force. Ha-ha! Score! He nailed the droid through the photoreceptor.

He reached out for the last target... but couldn't feel it. Nor could he feel Jango. A giant Force-resistant bubble seemed to encompass the target and the man next to it. What the SITH?

Anakin looked through the sight, looked up at the target, then back through the sight. I don't get it!

Shouldn't have cheated, sucker, the voice taunted.

Anakin frowned at the voice, then heard another.

"You have five shots to hit this target," it was Jango's voice coming through the comlink. He grinned inside his helmet. Skywalker wouldn't be able to use his vaunted 'Force' with the ysalamiri's protective anti-Force bubble surrounding the target. "If even one hits my ship... well, my eel is hungry."

Anakin's eyes widened. "Y-yes sir." He'd never focused harder on anything in his life as he did that target. His first shot went wild. His second clipped a horn on the Zabrak. His third almost hit the Slave I, but missed by about a centimeter.

The laser cannons focused warningly on him. No pressure, Anakin thought, trying to ignore the cannons. His forth caused Jango to dive to the ground as the shot went through where his head had been.

"Fucking idiot Jedi scum!" Jango yelled at the comlink. "What are you, some kind of fucking monkey-lizard in a human body!"

"Sorry." Anakin concentrated, concentrated-

and hit the Slave I.

"Sith!" Anakin screamed, dropping the laser rifle and running as the laser cannons fired at where he had been lying.

Jango frowned. He hadn't activated the cannons. He looked at his ship, then back at the remote.

The laser cannons retracted to face upward like they do when no one's using them.

Jango frowned harder. Either there was someone on his ship (Impossible. I would know.) or the droid brain had acted by itself. "Skywalker!" he yelled at the comlink. "Skywalker!" he bellowed.

All that came from the comlink was ragged intakes of breath as Anakin ran, then nothing.

He sprinted down turbolifts and down halls, until he was so thoroughly lost he didn't even know which way to go. And, being the idiot he is, he had dropped the comlink.

"Oh, Sith. This is bad."

-xXx- CORUSCANT –xXx-

"Is everything planted?" Barriss whispered to the comlink. She lay in the air vent above Mace Windu's quarters, which were coincidentally next to Obi-Wan and Boba's.

"Sure is," Mika replied, sitting on her bed in her quarters with a datapad on her lap. "Make sure you can see the doorway from your vantage point."

"I can."

"Executing Operation Blue Afro," Mika said.

"That's gay. The Afro isn't going to be blue."

"Yeah, well Operation Blue Man With Afro sounds gay-er."

"Ladies!" Boba whispered over his comlink.

"Sorry, my Master," Mika answered.

Boba was in the air vents above Windu's bathroom. His objective was to make sure the blue dye disguised as soap was removed and replaced with real soap. "Stop calling me that!"

"Sorry, O Greatest Bounty Hunter of All Time."

Boba thought for a bit. "I like that one."

"Boba, are you in position?" Barriss whispered.

"I am to be addressed as the Greatest Bounty Hunter of All Time," Boba corrected haughtily.

Barriss bit her finger to keep from laughing. "Don't let her go to your head."

She heard Boba having as hard a time restraining a laugh as she was. "I'm in position," he answered. "Mika, did you activate Blue Afro yet?"

"Well I was going to until Barriss said-"

"Just do it!" Boba ordered.

"Yes, Greatest Bounty Hunter of All Time." Mika punched a command into her datapad. "Barriss, report."

"I saw something flicker in the doorway, then nothing."

"Good.The field isperfectly invisible."

"May the Force be with us," Barriss said.

"Windu is exiting the bathroom," Boba announced softly. "Holy Sith, he does has a 'fro and his skin is blue! He's looking in a mirror-"

A loud scream interrupted his narrative.

"Windu has seen the 'fro and is touching it to make sure it's actually there. He is rubbing his skin to see if it will come off. He is unsuccessful. Get ready, ladies, he's grabbing a bathroom and will be in your line of sight, Barriss."

"He's running toward the door," Barriss said, picking up the comentary. "Mika, he'll be there in three, two..."

Unknowingly, Windu ran through the forcefield. His skin abruptly turned dark brown and his Afro was left behind.

"He has cleared the field. Repeat, he has cleared the field," Barriss reported.

The forcefield flickered and died. "Deactivation successful," Mika announced. "Greatest Bounty Hunter of All Time, execute operation Recovery."

Boba clicked his comlink in confirmation. He pulled out Anakin's lightsaber and cut a circle, with the edges pointing inward. This way it would create a plug that he would be able to put back into place when done. Doing so, he anchored a piece of sythcord to the vent and dropped down into Windu's quarters.

He grabbed the soap and hurried to retrieve the Afro lying by the door like a dead thing. Boba gave a slightly mocking salute where he knew Barriss could see him, then went back to the bathroom, climbed up the sythcord, and put the plug back in place. "Operation Recovery is a success," he whispered.

"Yes!" Mika cheered. "Going off-line."

"Barriss, come on," Boba said through the comlink. "We don't want to get caught up here, do we?"

"Nope."

The two Jedi-in-training crawled through the vent and dropped down into Boba's bedroom.

"That was great!" Barriss exclaimed, giving Boba a light punch. "You were amazing, going down there!"

Boba shrugged.

Barriss frowned. "Why so serious? You look like your mooka died."

"I'm fine."

"You look nervous. Spit it out, what is it? It's not Mika, is it?"

"No."

"Well...?" Barriss cocked her head.

Boba took a deep breath. "Will you go out with me?"

A/N: wow. This is a long chapter. I'm very proud of me. Beware of the next chapter: there will be dancing Kaminoans and clones! And will Barriss go out with Boba? And how will the Jedi Council respond to Windu's claims that he is, in fact, blue? Stay tuned!