Chapter 2: The Mission

The next morning, quite predictably, Anakin was doing his "sexy Ani" dance all through Obi-Wan and Anakin's quarters. Obi just hung his head as he watched Anakin dance through the room in his Padme boxers.

"I'm, too sexy for my robes,

I'm, too sexy for my tunic,

I'm too sexy for my boxers-"

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Obi shouted. "Since you MUST do your sexy Ani dance, you can at least have the decency to keep you boxers on!"

"Master, you are SUCH a spoil-sport. After all, I'm just trying to have a little fun!"

"That's what masters are for," Obi-Wan groaned.

"Or at least you seem to think so master!" Anakin started singing off-key again.

"I'm, too sexy for my saber,

Too sexy for my boots,

Just so very sexy it hurts!

Oh how I love that song, to bad I can't go over to Padme's apartment and sing it," Anakin said with a gleam in his eye.

"You mean to tell me after almost six years, you still think about her?"

"Master, stupid question. Of course I think about her, after all, did I not say in The Phantom Menace novelization that I was going to marry her? I still can't believe George cut that line from the movie!"

"Did I miss something again Anakin? What is this talk of novelizations and George?"

"Whoops! Must have been one of those alternate galaxy Force visions I had a few years ago! Anyways-"

"What madness are you talking about padawan? Oh well, never mind. I don't think I want to know. Anyway, the Council has requested our presence this morning; we need to be there promptly at 0800. So go to the refresher and get refreshed so you don't stink!"

"Aww!"

"Might I remind you, Aayla is on the council."

"Going!" Anakin shouted as he hurried off.

"Why me!" Obi asked himself for the 3,113,869th time since he had become Anakin's master.

A few hours later, Anakin and Obi were riding up the turbolift in the main spire of the Jedi Temple, towards the Jedi Council room.

"I really hope my breath is alright," Anakin muttered.

"Any particular reason?"

"Oh, master, you can be such an airhead sometimes. Are you sure you are not a natural blonde?"

"Of course I am not a natural blonde! Well, not too much of a blonde that is."

"Anyway, the reason I hope my breath is nice and fresh !Use Orbit gum! is that you never know when Aayla may want to make out with me!"

Obi-Wan was simply speechless. Before he could even close his gaping mouth from the astonishment, the turbolift glided to a halt and the door slid open. They went into the council room right away, and right on time I might add. The council immediately got down to business as usual.

"An important mission for you, we have," Yoda the Troll said. "Does not require you to leave the planet, this mission does. To the Coruscant Market you will go with Aayla. Out of my Gruel, the food services department is. Very important mission this is. If you fail, grave consequences there are. Very important to me my Gruel is. Reminds me of my home planet it does. Die without it I will! Go back to your quarters, and take your datapads. Send to them the list of ingredients for Yoda's Gruel, I will."

Aayla, Obi, and Anakin then left the Jedi Council room to head back to Obi and Anakin's quarters. Once there, they picked up their datapads. They almost puked when they read the list. The list included things such as space slug filets, green slimy fungus, molded vegetables, fresh mud, tauntaun intestines, rancor claws, mynock tongue, and Wookiee snot.

"EEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Anakin said. "I knew there was some reason I never sat close to that Yoda Troll in the cafeteria!"

"AGREED!" Aayla and Obi replied in unison.

Anakin stopped looking at the list, and even though he was extremely green, he turned to look at Aayla, a dirty little smile spreading across his evil little face.

"I wish the force had x-ray vision like that Clark Kenty dude on Jedi Brothers channel," Anakin thought to himself.

So anyway, back to Aayla. Anakin dreamed !Or more likely fantasized! of being in a tub of Jedi Jello with Aayla someday.

"So, Aayla, wanna go out with me tonight?" Anakin said.

"Umm, aren't you a bit young for a thirty something Jedi?" Aayla asked.

"I am mature beyond my age!" Anakin replied with pride.

"Well then, in that case, no, I will not go out with you."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Anakin wailed. "I feel like I have just been dumped straight into boiling lava!"

"Sorry kid," Aayla said.

"I will date you one of these days!" Anakin wailed.

"Well, now that your pathetic attempt of using a pickup line is over," Obi said, "should we not be going to the Coruscant Market? After all, Yoda gets really mad when he doesn't have his Gruel."

They left their quarters, to go down to the speeder garage.

To Be Continued…