Author Note: Ok, I'll say this now. Don't expect this chapter to be as funny as the last two because I've used up all my gags and had to make up some for this chappie (which I am terrible at). However, please be nice in your reviews. Suggestions and constructive critisism is welcome, but no 'That was rubbish' or 'You've done better' stuff!
And should I do one final chapter with them all sober? Let me know after you've read this.
Anakin awoke a few hours later to frantic banging from somewhere. At first he thought it was the little stars that were swimming around in his head, but then when they stopped spinning, he realised that there was someone at the door.
Pulling himself out of bed, he pulled his trousers on (backwards!) and started for the door.
"Young Skywalker, a word may I have?" Master Yoda asked and there was a real sense of urgency in his voice.
"Umm, sure, sure, come in..." Anakin replied, stepping out of the way and rubbing his head. The swimming stars had returned and were now blinding him.
"Seen Master Kenobi and Senator Amidala, have you?" Yoda asked, glancing around at Obi-Wan and Padme's mess from earlier.
"They were here, but now I don't know. I've been in bed," Anakin groaned, slumping down in a chair and pulling out something hard from behind him. It was his last remaining Galactic beer. He popped it open and downed it in one, glad that it seemed tom ake the stars vanish. Now he felt much better.
"So ET, what did you want?" he asked Yoda, who looked over his shoulder as though looking for someone behind him. Then he turned back to Anakin.
"Talking to me, are you?"
"Yeah, you'reET, right? I loved that film. It made me cry! Do the 'ET phone home' thing with your finger."
"No. Master Yoda, I am. Jedi Master, not Alien!"
"Oh yeah, I'm sorry. Your not ET, your Kermit the frog! Duh!" and with that Anakin smacked on hand to his forehead.
"Kermit, I am not!"
"Whoa, I must be drunk. I can't understand a word your saying!" Anakin exclaimed.
Master Yoda looked extremely hurt by this comment and his pointy ears drooped.
"So anyways, Padme and Obi? What about em dude?" Anakin asked, going back to his upside down position from earlier, with his feet over the back and his head over the front.
"Talk to you when you are in this mood, I cannot. Come back later, when you are sober, I shall," Yoda huffed, storming out of the room as fast as his little legs could carry him.
"Hey Kermit, say hi to Miss Piggy for me!" Anakin called after him. Then he called the remote for the holo tv to his hand (it wobbled all over the place because Anakin couldn't control it), flicked it on and began watching the news.
BURP!
Anakin's burp surprised him so much that he fell off his chair in shock.
"D'oh!" he yelled, scrabbling back up to his feet. Then he suddenly had a random force connection with Padme.
She was in a 24/7 grocery shop, sitting in a trolly with Obi-Wan force pushing it from his position in another trolly. They were both going so fast that when they collided they were both thrown forwads, laughing hysterically. Then Obi-Wan force pushed the two away from each other again, they skidded round an isle and collided again.
"I want a go!" Anakin cried, running as fast as he could from the appartment, and down into the street.
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"And stay out!" the security droid shouted after the three of them before closing the store door.
"What a nerf-herder!" Anakin groaned. He staggered sideways into the same statue that Obi-Wan and Padme had become aquainted with earlier.
"Oh, s'cuse me," he said to it.
"Hello," Obi-Wan bowed to it again.
"Hello," Padme copied again.
"Hello," Anakin copied.
"Hello," they all said, bowing.
"So what you wanna do?" Obi-Wan asked after a moment.
"I want to eat a lot of grapes," Padme said.
"I want to drive a tractor," Anakin said.
"TRACTOR!" Padme cried, bursting into her tractor song yet again as the three of them walked back down towards the senate office, Padme buying a whole load of grapes to eat on the way. The only thing was, she told the shop keeper to put it on Chancellor Palpatine's tab!
"Guess who I met earlier?" Anakin said casually, dipping his hand into the bag of grapes and earning himself a sharp slap from Padme.
"Who?" Obi-Wan asked, dipping his hand in the bag and also gaining a sharp slap from Padme.
"Kermit the frog!" Anakin exclaimed, trying for another grape and receiving the same treatment.
"Hands off the grapes!" Padme snapped, before walking into a lampost. The grapes, which she had been holding infront of her, squished in the bag and became grape juice.
"Ew!"
"WINE!" Anakin and Obi-Wan yelled together, trying to snatch the bag. Padme ran screaming down the street, with Obi-Wan and Anakin chasing.
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"Anakin that is not a toy!...Padme don't do that!...Obi-Wan, NO!" Chancellor Palpatine was screaming into the empty senate meeting chamber, where the thousands of senatorial pods usually sat waiting for their occupants.
Only this time, the Chancellor wasn't alone. He was stuck with Anakin, Padme and Obi-Wan.
Anakin was busy flying one pod round and round the hall so fast that it made the chancellor dizzy just trying to watch him, Padme was sat in another one, flicking the lights on and off, and Obi-Wan was jumping from pod to pod, howling with laughter.
That is until he slipped and almost fell from one. Then he dragged himself back inside it, sat there for a moment in shock, then began chasing Anakin round and round the hall.
"Senator Amidala! I thought you wanted to tell me something important!" he called, giving up on trying to control the out of control trio.
"I do!" she called back, flicking the lights on and off so that they flashed madly and caused a disco effect, which she found hilarious.
"Well what was it?"
"I'm really, really drunk!" she giggled, then passed out at last, the drink, and flashing lights finally getting to her.
"Wheeeeee!" Anakin cried, whizzing past the Chancellor who just slapped his hand to his head.
"Whazzup Palpy?" Obi-Wan called, waving frantically as he sped past aswell.
"Shoot me! Shoot me now!" the Chancellor moaned as he sunk into his seat in defeat.
"Whats this button do?" Anakin asked, suddenly appearing beside him from nowhere and pressing a button on the control panel.
"Its the microphone," Palpatine replied, then immediately wished he hadn't.
"HEY OBI!" Anakin's voice bellowed through the whole hall, causing him to jump and fall backwards out of the centre podium.
"Whoa, watch that first step, it's a doozy!" he called from the floor, before also passing out.
This just left Obi-Wan, who'd lost control of the pod by this time. Palpatine flicked a switch on the centre podium and the pod stopped in mid air.
"Move! Move! Move!" Obi-Wan cried furiously, punching the control panel so hard that one of the buttons flew out, smacked him right between the eyes and knocked him out too.
Palpatine sighed with relief and called some of his bodyguards to take the trio back to Padme's appartment where they had some serious sobering up to do!