Author Note: Ok guys, this is the last chapter. I'm sorry if its a little dissapointing, but i tried to make it funny. Anyways, I'm not going to add anymore to this story afterwards, because I am now working on a new story. Sorry, but I hope you enjoyed it. I certainly enjoyed writing it! I couldn't stop laughing when I read it back, and I knew what was coming, so god knows how you guys managed to cope. Thanks so much for all your brilliant reveiws! You guys are the best!

"Skywalker! Kenobi! We need to talk!" Mace called into the appartment as the three of them stepped back in. Padme immediately headed for her room, but Yoda cleared his throat and she stopped dead, then turned and guiltily wandered over to the cushion instead, re-taking her position behind it.

Yoda wanted to say something else, but at that moment Anakin walked out.

"I am Spartacus!" he yelled, holding out his hand to a surprised Mace.

"Skywalker, this is no time for games. Where is Kenobi?" Mace snapped.

"You look somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?" Anakin asked, tilting his head to one side. Padme kicked his ankle and he fell onto the sofa beside her, howling in pain.

Just then, Obi-Wan came out, wearing a wooly hat and a scarf wrapped round his mouth so that you could only see his eyes.

"What on earth are you wearing all that for?" Mace asked as Obi-Wan joined the other two on the sofa.

"Hey, its cold!" Obi-Wan mumbled.

Mace was about to argue that it was the hottest day of the year, when Yoda interupted.

"Suppose you know why we're here, you do?"

The three of them nodded guiltily.

"Made fools of yourselves, you have. Ashamed of you, we are."

"Are you going to punish us?" came Obi-Wan's muffled voice.

"Well we should, but seeing as Senator Amidala isn't a Jedi, we can do nothing to punish her. We'll leave that up to the Chancellor," Mace smiled smugly and Padme sunk even lower behind the cushion, knowing that Palpatine's punishment would be far more severe than any Jedi punishment.

"Come to a decision about your fates, we have..." Yoda said and Anakin couldn't help but drum his fingers on the table dramatically, earning him a sharp elbow in the ribs from Padme.

"Master Kenobi, you have been demoted to lightsaber cleaner for a weak," Mace revealed.

"Damn it!" Obi-Wan cried, banging his fist on the table. He pulled off the head gear, knowing that being lightsaber cleaner was far more humiliating than being bald. Mace and Yoda stared in shock for a moment, then decided to ignore it and carried on, glancing back at Obi-Wan now and then in disbelief.

"Skywalker, you have been demoted to toilet cleaner for a week."

At this, Anakin jumped onto his feet, pointed an imaginary wand at Mace and shouted "EXPELIARMUS!"

Mace raised his eyebrows and the imaginary wand. Anakin tried again.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!"

Still nothing.

"I think that has just earnt you two weeks of toilet scrubbing Skywalker. Now sit down and be quiet!"

"Fool of a Took," Anakin muttered as he sat back down again.

Padme glanced at her watch and noticed that if she didn't get a move on, she'd be late for the meeting.

"Sorry guys, I have to go!" She appologised, before legging it out of the apartment and down to the waiting air taxi. She was glad to be out of there, and yet she had a nagging sense that pretty soon she would be wishing she was back there.

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The meeting was actually rather uneventful. Padme made her speach with the usual passion and determination that had made her one of the most popular Senators in the galaxy, and after, everyone had applauded her. Then she had returned her pod to the its place, although this proved rather difficult because she had been given the one that Obi-Wan had broken the button out of.

This button had turned out to be vital in the parking, and so it had taken her a little longer than usual. However an argument had broken out amongst some of the others, so it went unnoticed.

It was only after the meeting, when Padme was about to leave, that a light flashed up on the board from the centre podium.

"Oh great. Here we go," she muttered to Jar Jar, who patted her shoulder reassuringly, before leaving her alone in the pod.

She guided her pod over to the centre podium where the Chancellor was waiting.

"You asked to see me, your excellency?" she asked, in her most formal and diplomatic voice.

"Yes. As I'm sure you're aware, I have not set any punishment for you yet. It seems a little unfair that you should get away with such appaling behaviour, whilst your two companions have received rather humiliating jobs."

"I understand. I'll accept the consequences of my actions," Padme sighed, waiting to be told that she had been fired, or something equally as bad.

"Therefor I have decided that, as punishment for your actions, you will mend all the pods that were broken last night, and then you will serve drinks to everyone during the next five senate meetings."

"I've been made a tea lady?" Padme repeated in disgust. "I'd rather kiss a wookie!"

"That can be arranged," the Chancellor said, and he wasn't joking. Padme shook her head violently.

"No, no, no! Tea lady sounds just fine. When do I start?"

"Right now. You can fetch me a tea with two sugars and blue milk. None of that white rubbish."

"Yes sir," Padme sighed, floating her platform back to its place and wandering down the corridoor to find the kitchens.

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So for the next few days, Padme floated round the hall with a drinks trolly, asking "Tea anybody? Coffee? What can I get you?", Obi-Wan sat in the lightsaber training room with a pile of lightsabers and a dirty rag, and Anakin went round all the toilets with a peg clipped on his nose and a toilet brush in his hand.

All three had thoroughly learned their lesson, and when they met up again at the end of the week, Obi-Wan had his hair back (because it may have fallen out fast, but it grew back even faster), Anakin had finally stopped quoting films, and Padme had regained full use of her voice.

Whenever anyone mentioned any form of alcohol around any of them, Padme would plug her ears, Obi-Wan would run out of the room and Anakin would shout "I can't hear you, la la la!". Everyone who knew them found this highly amusing, although no one knew why. The Chancellor and the Jedi had promised to keep the incident a secret from the press, but all three had been threatened with a video tape of their actions, so needless to say, from then on, none of them played up ever again...well except for Anakin of course!