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Mace whipped out his lightsaber. "Count Dooku! It is time to duel!"

The Sith Lord chuckled. "Master Windu, if I wanted to be involved in one of your boring lightsaber duels I would simply ask." He shook his head. "That's not why I'm here, though. I am here to help."

Mace sniffed. "My lightsaber duels aren't boring."

Shaak Ti jumped to her feet, along with the other two Council members. "You're really here to help?"

"Of course not. I'm here to get more than five lines in Episode III." He ignited his lightsaber. "And to kill you all."

Adi, being an awesome Jedi, did several unnecessary back flips, much to the awe of the other two Jedi watching here. (Mace sat on the ground, crying about Dooku's lightsaber duel remark.) Then she engaged Dooku in a duel. Of course, considering an 82-year-old actor was playing Dooku, it wasn't very hard.

She chopped Dooku's left arm off. He swung his lightsaber with his still-attached arm. "Have at ye!"

"You fool, your arm's off!"

"No it's not!"

"Then what's that on the ground!"

He glanced down. "I've had worse."

"You lie!"

"No, really." He pulled out a portable DVD player. "Anakin cut my hands off earlier. Wanna watch?" He surveyed the room. "Is there an electrical outlet in here?"

Adi shook her head. "Sorry, Yoda fried the only one we had, and the electrical guys aren't coming until Friday."

"Oh. Too bad." The one-armed Dooku attacked Adi again. She cut off his other arm. He sighed. "Great. First my hands get chopped off, and then I lose my arms. Almost like the author and George Lucas hate me or something…"

Adi furrowed her brow. "But if you lost your hands earlier, how did you get them back now?"

"Ah, my friend, that is the magic of CGI."

"But the Star Wars films using CGI, a.k.a. Episode I, II, and III, stunk. At least when you compare them to the originals."

"Well, obviously." He sighed. "Okay, I'm off to put on a wig and have long, girly fingernails so I can act in Lord of the Rings. So long, everybody." He left.

Adi put her weapon away. "This party's over."

"NO!" Mace sobbed in anguish. "First he makes fun of my duels, and then you steal my lines! What's next, someone will replace Samuel L. Jackson as the coolest actor!"

Ki-Adi-Mundi scrunched his brow. "Who's Samuel L. Jackson?"

"SAVE YOURSELVES!" Lucasarts employees ran through the room and jumped out the window. "HE'S COMING!"

Yoda entered after them, shaking his lightsaber at their fleeing backs. "Right, you are, to run from Yoda! An awesome fighter, I am."

Adi looked at him. "I guess your visit to Lucasarts went well, huh?"

"Correct, your guess is." He got back in his chair. "Now focus their attention, they will, on Lego Star Wars 2."

She nodded. "Sweet."

He realized that the Council window was broken, half the seats were empty, and a busted DVD player sat on the floor in between two severed arms and the destroyed big screen TV. "Missed much, I have, hm?"

Mace crawled to the Jedi Master, still crying. "Master Yoda, Count Dooku came and he made fun of my duels!"

"'Duels'? Participate in only one duel, you do."

Adi rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah. The most boring duel ever."

"NOT YOU TOO!" Mace leaped to the window. "If you don't start appreciating my duels, I'll jump out this window, just like I do when Palpatine is shocking me!"

Yoda shrugged. "Fine with me, that is."

Mace bowed his head. "I'm too afraid to do that, Master Yoda."

Shaak Ti rolled her eyes. "This is pointless. I'm going to go find Obi-Wan and Anakin."

Ki-Adi-Mundi giggled. "Because you like Anakin?"

"No, because I want to break another one of his bones." She jogged out of the room.

Yoda surveyed the room. "Only four, there are now."

"Yeah." Adi shrugged. "Not that this hasn't been fun, but Starbucks is open, and I haven't had my morning caffeine rush, er, coffee, so if you'll excuse me…" She exited the chamber as well.

Ki-Adi-Mundi nodded. "I have to go and convince Shaak Ti to date me. Bye."

Yoda stared at the only occupant left in the room besides him: Mace. "Cry, you should not, young Mace."

The Jedi Master wiped the tears from his face. "You're right, Master Yoda. Watching soap operas is a much better option!"

Yoda now found himself the room's only inhabitant. He brightened up. "Serviceable, the Xbox is. Play Halo 2, I will."

"Not if I have anything to say about it!"

Yoda gasped. "No way! You, it cannot be!"

"But it is me! And I've come back to destroy you!"

Wow! Another cliffhanger! Incredible! Who is the mysterious voice? Will Yoda be able to escape? And will the rest of the Council ever come back into session? Find out next time on Jedi Nites

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