Author Note: Ok guys, before I go on to the 'sobering up' bit, I just thought I'de explain what happened between the two chapters.
Palpatine has taken the three back to Padme's appartment, and is now trying to talk to Padme about what happened. However, there is a slight problem.
Galactic alcohol, if consumed in large amounts, can have strange side effects on people, like causing them to lose thier voice, their hair, or even force them to repeat random film quotes. Padme, Anakin and Obi-Wan have found this out the hard way, but who got what side effect?...
"Padme, are you even listening to me?" Palpatine snapped at the spot on the sofa where Padme was now hiding behind a large cushion. He had been ranting and raving at her so much that he hadn't noticed her slowly disappearing behind it. Now all he could see was her two legs and one arm reaching out to grab the notepad from beside the holo-comm.
"Padme, tell me everything that I've just said to you!" Palpatine demanded suspiciously. There was the sound of scribbling, tearing and then a note appeared over the top of the cushion, which Palpatine snatched and read.
"What do you mean, you've lost your voice? Can't you speak at all?" he asked in confusion.
Another note appeared.
"Yes it is your fault! You drunk so much alcohol that you passed out in the middle of the Senate chambers!"
Another note.
"What do you mean, 'No harm done'?" Palpatine could feel his temper rising and knew that at any moment, he would probably explode with frustration. "The press will have a field day when they find out!"
Another note.
"You bet you're in BIG trouble missy!"
Another note.
"Padme, You weren't acting normally under the circumstances! A Senator should never be under those circumstances! When are you going to start acting responsibly? Getting secretly wed to a Jedi, against the rules? Drinking yourself stupid? Your a Senator of the Galactic Republic for goodness sakes! People look up to you and you're held to higher standards of behaviour! What would people think if they saw the most popular Senator in the galaxy behaving so inappropriately?" Palapatine yelled, so loud that probably the whole appartment could hear. But he didn't care anymore.
However, when he saw that Padme's feet had dissapeared too, and he was now looking at a large cushion instead of the young Senator, he softened a bit, knowing that she wasn't the only one who'd got drunk, and so she shouldn't be the only one to take the blame.
"Look, can you please just try and grasp that concept?" he asked, a little less angrily.
Another note appeared.
"What do you mean, 'the concept's grapsed, but the execution's a little elusive'? Look, just promise me that in the future, you won't go near anything that even has the word alcohol in it. Ok?"
Another note. Palpatine read it and smiled.
"It's alright. Appology accepted. Now go back to bed and get some rest. We've got a big meeting in the Senate chamber this afternoon and you're supposed to be one of the key speakers. Try and get your voice back before then."
Padme slowly re-appeared from behind the cushion, glad that the shouting was over. She nodded to show that she understood, grabbed her head in pain, waved to the chancellor, then went back to her room, climbed into bed and...
"OH MY GOD!" she screamed as Obi-Wan rolled over and the two came face to face.
Padme pushed herself away as fast as she could and tumbled out of the bed, dragging all the covers with her and landing in a heap on the floor.
Obi-Wan peered over and saw a flapping bundle of covers. He decided he'd better help, so he lifted the bundle up into the air with the force and shook it until she fell out of the bottom. She was about to shout at him when she realised something.
"I got my voice back!" she cried happily.
She was so thrilled that she threw her arms around Obi-Wan and hugged him tight.
However, when she pulled herself away at last, she pulled a fist full of his hair away too.
"Um, Obi-Wan?" she said anxiously, looking at the hair in her hand, then at the pillow, where there was yet more hair.
"Yeah?" Obi-Wan asked.
"You're going bald!"
"What?" Obi-Wan ran to the mirror and saw that half of his beard, and huge clumps of his hair had fallen out.
"MY HAIR!" he screamed, even louder than Padme had. She backed out of the room as quickly as she could and ran into Anakin's room, glad that she'd only lost her voice, and nothing else.
Anakin was still fast asleep, amazingly, so she grabbed his shoulders and shook them violently, hoping that he might be able to help her calm Obi-Wan down.
"Ani! Ani! Obi-Wan's loosing his hair!"
"STOP BLOWING HOLES IN MY SHIP!" Anakin cried, sitting bolt upright.
"Huh?" Padme stopped and stared at him, slightly bewildered.
"Are you my mummy?" Anakin replied.
"Um...what?"
"I'll be back!"
"Anakin what on earth are you talking about?"
"I think we're gonna need a bigger boat!"
"I think you're gonna need a psychiatrist!"
"My name's Bond. James Bond!"
"No, you're name's Anakin Skywalker!"
"We're walking in the air!"
Padme quickly left, locking his door behind him. Clearly alcohol affected Jedi more than it affected normal people.
"Hasta lavista baby!" she heard Anakin call behind her. Now she really was thankful that she'd only lost her voice. The Jedi would have real fun trying to get any sense out of those two now!
She decided that she didn't want to be in the appartment when Masters Mace and Yoda arriced, so she grabbed her coat from her room (ignoring Obi-Wan's ongoing screams) and left for the Senate hall, hoping to catch the Chancellor and appologise properly, now that she had her voice back.
"Senator Amidala? A word, might we have?" Yoda's voice called to her and she stopped dead. There was no way she could escape this now.
She nodded and headed back into the appartment with them, snatching the notepad and pretending she'd still lost her voice. After all, they might actually listen to her if she wrote everything down, rather than just try to explain things...
And they might feel sorry for me and let me off without punishment she hoped. However, looking at the disapproving glares she was now receiving from the two Masters, she doubted this very much.
A/N: Sorry it was such a short chappie guys, but It just seemed so natural to end in there...so coming soon, what happens to Anakin and Obi-Wan? And will Padme ever be seen in the same way again?