CHAPTER 3

YOUR BIGGEST FAN

When I calmed down enough Shaak Ti let me go and stood back with Kit Fisto to look at me. I could tell by the look on her face that she was worried. About me! Wow. Someone I only knew from the books and movies was actually worried about me.

Then again. Jedi were taught compassion. All well. It was nice anyway.

"Where am I?" I asked looking around the room. It looked sorta drab in its gray colors of metal and steel. I wondered if I was in a starship.

"You are in the infirmary of the Jedi Temple on Coruscant," Kit Fisto replied.

"Really?" I asked getting out of bed. "Cool."

"Cool?" Shaak asked, tilting her head.

"Never mind," I said.

The two Jedi watched me as I walked up to the door of the infirmary (It opened when I got near it) and strode excitedly into the corridor. I looked around myself. The Jedi Temple looked exactly the same as it did in the movies and cartoon. It even had the huge floor to ceiling windows that let in a lot of sunlight, giving a cheery atmosphere to the entire Temple (As well as warmth).

I also felt a friendly, peaceful feeling here as well. I took a deep breath. It was nice...

A Jedi I knew walked past me (Well I didn't actually know him. I just knew who he was). I stared at the Kel Dor in awe. He glanced at me then continued down the hall. I wonder if I made him nervous?

Anyway I stood there for a moment in shock. He looked at me! He actually looked at me! I closed my eyes and grinned as I felt excitement build up inside of me.

Then before I could stop myself, it exploded. "PLO KOON!" I shrieked, running after the Jedi.

Upon hearing his name being called the Kel Dor turned around... the exact same time I jumped into a flying tackle.

"Gah!" he screamed. My body slammed into his stomach and we both went down on the floor. "OOOF!"

Kit Fisto and Shaak Ti heard Plo Koon's scream and ran out into the hall, their hands set on their lightsaber handles. I guess they must have expected a Sith attack on the Temple or something.

When they came into the hall they stopped and stared in surprise at what they saw. Me on top of Plo Koon whose face showed fear.

"Plo...?" Shaak began.

"HELP!" he screamed. He caught sight of the two Jedi. "GET HER OFF ME!"

The two Jedi reached down and pulled me off of him. I felt all gooey for some reason. I almost turned to mush in their hands.

"Th-th-thank you," he said getting up. He turned and ran away. "I'd better warn the rest of the Council about her!" he yelled as he disappeared down the sunlit hall.

"The Council!" I whooped. "THE COUNCIL!"

With incredible strength I didn't even know I had, I freed myself from Kit Fisto and Shaak Ti's grasp. Without even turning to look at them I tore down the hall toward the Council Chamber. Fangirl mode!

Mace Windu and Master Yoda were the only ones in the Council Chamber at that time. They were discussing tactics or something when Plo Koon came stumbling into the chamber.

"Masters!" he shouted, causing them to look at him.

"What is it?" Mace asked.

"I've come here to warn you about a mad Padawan," he gasped, clenching his heart. (I hope I didn't give him a heart attack)

Yoda's huge hazel eyes got ten times bigger. "A mad Padawan?" he asked. "Explain."

"I was on my way here when I just happened to walk by the infirmary. I saw some red haired Padawan staring at me. I didn't pay much attention to her at first but then she came after me and knocked me down."

"Knocked you down?" Mace asked.

"Red hair?" Yoda inquired.

"Scout!" Mace concluded.

"It wasn't Scout."

"It wasn't?" Mace looked confused. "Then who was it?"

Plo Koon looked like he was about to fall over. He heard fast running footsteps in the hall. They sounded urgent.

He got out of the way just in time to avoid being trampled by yours truly.

"It's her!" he gasped when he saw me.

This time I ignored him. My attention was elsewhere. Namely on a little green Jedi Master who stared back at me with his huge green brown eyes.

"Who is this?" Mace asked eying me warily.

Before anyone could say anything I screamed. "YODA!" and flew in the air at the small Jedi Master.

Yoda didn't have time to react. I crashed on top of him a second after I jumped and gathered him up into a huge crushing hug.

"YODA!" I exclaimed still in my glomp position. "I'm your biggest fan! Ohmigod! You are so much cuter in person than you are in those movies!"

"Movies?" Plo Koon asked totally clueless.

"Biggest fan?" Mace said just as cluelessly.

By then Kit Fisto and Shaak Ti had arrived. I guess they'd gone after me.

They watched, mouths hanging wide open, as I danced around the room humming the Imperial March and practically squeezing Master Yoda to death.

"What?" Kit began.

"HELP!" Yoda screamed. "Choking me she is!"

Mace sprang into action. "Padawan," he said addressing me. "Would you be so kind as to stop choking Master Yoda?"

I looked at him. My eyes locked on the handle of his purple lightsaber.

"Oooo!" I exclaimed, dropping the old Master and grabbing the lightsaber. "Oh, awesome!"

"Hey!" he said trying to get it back from me. "Give that back before you hurt yourself."

My hand fell on the button. "Is this how you turn this on?" I pressed the button.

A purple blade flashed upward just inches from my face. "Eep!" I exclaimed pulling the blade away.

Mace took the lightsaber away from me. "Don't play with that," he advised frowning deeply.

"Why not?" I asked (seriously I think I'm actually a blond) hovering around him like a fly. "Can I have it? Please? Please? Please?"

"No," he said glowering at me. "You may not have it. But..."

"But?" I asked my eyes getting big.

"You may have your own." he answered, coming up with a good excuse to keep his out of my grasp.

"What?" I said, totally surprised by that answer. "Really?"

He nodded his head up and down a little too quickly. "Really."

I was too excited to notice. "Homaged!" I exclaimed, clapping my hands together and jumping up and down. "Awesome! I want a green one! Can I have a green one?"

"Yes," Shaak Ti said, grabbing my arms to calm me down. "Come with me. I think you should get changed..."

Shaak Ti led me to a room in the girl's area of the Temple that housed hundreds of outfits from the cream colored tunics to outfits similar to the slightly slutty one Aayla Secura wears.

"Okay," Shaak said looking at me. "Here's the dressing room. Just choose what you want to wear."

"But what about my old clothes?" I glanced down at what I was wearing. I had on a black and pink Happy Bunny shirt with the words 'You're Icky' written under the Happy Bunny. I also was wearing a dark blue jean skirt and robe and my sandals of course.

"Just put them in here," she said handing me my backpack. "And I would advice you changing out of your sandals. Those aren't a good idea here."

I nodded. "Thank you," I said.

She left.

I walked around the dressing room examining all the clothes. Most of them weren't me. I was about to give up when I saw something purple.

I moved to the spot where I'd seen it and picked it up. I held a purple Jedi tunic top under it was a long skirt with a huge slit on the side. With a quick look around I also spotted a purple pair of boots.

I smiled. Perfect, I thought. This is just too perfect.

I proceeded to change.

Shaak Ti must have thought I was nuts when I came out into the hall wearing all purple. Her eyes got so big they almost took up the entire white skin on her face.

"What?" I demanded.

"Nothing," she said.

I knew she was lying but didn't push it. "Okay," I said shrugging. "So when do I get my lightsaber?"

"Come with me," she said turning.

I followed her down the hall.

A/N

Yeah I'm insane. Heheeeh. Poor Plo Koon and Yoda. They're only giving her a lightsaber to keep her from trying to steal somebody else's. :D