"Would you please come down?" Qui-Gon called up to the boys.

"No!" shouted the one who looked like Anakin.

Obi-Wan sighed in frustration. The two boys had been on the ridge for three hours, and the Jedi and their friends had spent the entire time trying to get them down. It wasn't working.

"What's your name?" asked Taun We.

"L—" began the second boy.

"Shhh!" ordered his friend. "We can't trust them!"

"Yes you can!" called Padmé, looking annoyed.

"No we can't" answered the first boy.

"Yes you can!"

"No we can't!"

"Yes you can!"

"No we can't!"

"Ye--- oh, forget it!" the Senator stormed off and sat down on a rock, watching Taun We plead with the boys.

"Alright, why can't you trust us?" demanded the Kamioan, taking her friends by surprise.

The boys had a similar reaction. "Uhh, well…" began the first boy, but the second burst in before he could finish.

"Okay, so we can!"

"No we can't! We don't even know them!"

"You don't even know me, either!"

"Well… that's different. You're a kid."

"How do you know? How do you know I'm not a grown-up in disguise?"

"Uhh…"

"Wait, you don't even know each other?" demanded Anakin, surprised.

"No we don't!" called the second boy, and then turned to his friend. "Seriously, do you even know my name?"

"Uhh…"

"It's Luke! Luke Skywalker!"

"No it's not!"

"How would you know?"

"Because my last name's Skywalker too, and I don't have any relatives except my mother!"

As it was so obvious that the boy wasn't his friend's mother, they both paused for a moment.

"But I don't have any relatives at all!" retorted Luke. "Except my Uncle Owen and Auntie Beru, but they're called Lars, not Skywalker.

"So… maybe we're, like, brothers or something? Except we never met?"

"Maybe. Where're you from?"

"Mon Espa. You?"

"That can't be right. I live on a moisture farm right outside of Mon Espa, and there're no Skywalkers anywhere near me."

"Well, there're no Skywalkers at the moisture farm, either. And there is no Beru, just Cliegg, and his son Owen."

Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon looked at each other. "That makes no sense," complained Anakin.

"Maybe it does," muttered Obi-Wan suddenly.

"What are you thinking, Padawan?" murmured Qui-Gon.

"I'm thinking that this is weird enough that maybe I could be right about this."

"Well that's specific," whined Anakin.

"Hush," ordered Taun We, never taking her eyes off Obi-Wan. "I think he's on to something."

"Hesa always on to something!" cried Jar Jar. "But what hesa on to now?"

"Hey!" called Obi-Wan, ignoring his friends.

"What?" demanded the boy we don't know the name of yet.

"What's your name?"

"I told you, it's Luke!"

"Not you! The other kid!"

"Ani!" called the second boy. "Ani Skywalker."

Down below, the others turned to stare at Anakin.

"What?" demanded the Padawan.

"Did you even hear what he said?" asked Padmé.

"Yes, I did. But that doesn't mean you should stare at me. Stare at him!"

"We are," muttered Qui-Gon.

"Huh?"

"We are staring at him. Anakin, he's you."

"No, it's just a coincidence."

"Riiiight," put in Obi-Wan. "Just a coincidence that there happen to be two Anakin Skywalkers, and a third Skywalker, and none of them have ever heard of each other, even though they're practically neighbors."

"Hey!" called Ani. "How'd you know my real name was Anakin?"

"Come down here and we'll tell you!" bargained Taun We.

"Why don't you come up here?"

"Because we can't get up there," answered Qui-Gon.

"Well, what makes you think we can get down?"

"Oh, Sith."

"Language, Anakin."

"What?"

"Not you, Anakin, the other Anakin."

"This is confusing."

"What?" called Taun We. "Haven't you ever been in a class with two people with your name?"

"Two Anakins? Are you nuts?"

"Well, in my science class when I was a girl, there were three Taun Wes!"

"Three Taun Wes?" demanded Obi-Wan.

"Hey, it's a very common name!"

"Sure it is," muttered the Jedi.

"Well, on Kamino anyway."

"Yeah, I guess. There were, like, five other Bens in my math class once."

"Five other Bens, Padawan? Your name is Obi-Wan, how can there be five other Bens?"

"I dunno. The other kids used to call me Ben."

"Uhh… why?"

"I had a cold when I introduced myself, so it sounded like I was saying my name was 'Old Ben.'"

"Some cold. I've never known Obi-Wan to sound like Old Ben, no matter how stuffed up you were."

"Hey, there's an Old Ben near where I live," called Luke. "He's a hermit. Uncle Owen says he's senile. What's that mean?"

"Ask your mother," answered Padmé.

"Uhh, Padmé?" asked Obi-Wan.

"Yeah?"

"It's a boy!"

"Luke."

"Oh, nothing."

Well, what'd you think? Think… thank… reviewers! Just Jill, Satra, Ellenlome, Child-of-the-Dawn, Seylin, and Fell Dragon. I've gotta think up better ways to thank you guys. So anyway, now we've got a minor problem, what with Luke and Ani stuck up on top of the ridge, and Anakin being confused with their names. I probably don't need to recap the plot, do I? So… yeah. Hope you liked it!