See, I told ya'll I'd get the next chapter up! I really do spoil you guys too much, huh? ::shrugs:: Oh well! On wif da chapters!

Disclaimer: Do I wear Flannel? NO! Do I look like a guy? HELL NO! Has anyone ever gotten me confused with George Lucas? NO! Then do I own Star Wars? Unfortunately.. No.. ::sniffle sniffle::

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We walked into the den and Selly turned to me. "Well?"

"Selly. You DO realize what's going on here, right?" I said, indicating towards the living room.

She nodded. "We're stuck here with a Jedi Knight. Where's bad? For US anyways?" She grinned.

I look at her odd. I really did do a pretty good job on my Padawan. I remember that it was only last year she was all quiet and shy. Then I sat down at her table and started chatting a mile a minute. Back then, she hadn't even seen the Star Wars movies, much less ogled over the books and hot characters in them.

I thought back again to the little image of her sitting at the table all scared, them looked at her standing there with the ever popular demon glare set cold on her face. I couldn't help but smirk.

"I really did teach you too well, huh?"

She nodded.

I sighed. "I wonder if I can get Obi to be my next Padawan. He certainly has potential. He just needs to learn not to argue with me."

Now it was her turn to look quizzically at me. "You brought me over here to discuss my replacement?"

"No. I just got a little sidetracked, sorry. What I did bring you here to talk about is what we're gunna do with him! I mean, we can't keep him here and I wanna know how he got here and how to send him back!"

She arched an eyebrow. "You wanna send one of the objects of your fantasies back to his home?"

I stared at her and nodded. "He wasn't annoying in my fantasies." I said, ending in yet another one of my frequent Obi-visions.

About five minutes later, I snapped out of it to see Selly gone. I ran over to the living room and saw her teaching Obi how to work the TV.

"Now, you push the clicky-click-"

"The what?" Obi interrupted.

"The clicky-click."

"What in Force's name is a 'clicky-click?'"

"A clicky-click is something that clicks. But it doesn't click quite like the clicker, therefore it's not a clicker, but a clicky-click!" She said as if that explained everything.

I chuckled at Obi's vacant expression, announcing my now conscious self into the room.

Selly looked up. "I see you've woken up."

I nodded. Then I darted my gaze from Selly to Obi nervously. Would my Padawan be so evil as to tell the other Padawan what I was daydreaming about? Oh sith! What if he entered my mind and saw my R-rated thoughts! Oh Emperor's black and charred bones am I ever in trouble if he found out!

Lucky, Selly saw my scared shitless face. "No, don't worry. You're safe."

I nodded in appreciation and Obi looked even more confused, making him even more cute. The hot little bastard!

"Um. I'm officially lost." He stated.

"Then we'll move on to the next conversation topic. Namely, how to get you out of here." I said.

"Aww. I have to leave already?" he truly looked sad.

I nodded. "Yup."

"But her I don't have to deal with Anakin! True, I have to put up with you, but you aren't as bad!"

I grinned and Selly started shaking her head back and forth.

"You never, EVER tell her that someone is worse than her. Trust me!"

Obi looked at me skeptically.

It's true. I looked back again to the past.

~~~Flashback~~~

8th grade. English class. Ms. Williams, hereinafter known as The Scary Lady with a Skunk on her Head. (Or TSLSH)

"Now class. I hafta to say that all of you failed my conduct grade!" TSLSH said to the class. "All that is, except Jacqueline, here."

"Jackie!" I said suddenly. "My name is Jackie."

TSLSH nodded. "Yes well, as I was saying here. You all need to be nicer to people, and more polite, much like Jacqueline here."

I growled. So what? I had been sick and on the about to throw up for the last two months! I wasn't 'nice and polite'! I was on the verge of puking all over the class! BIG difference there. Something that my teacher would soon learn at lunch."

LATER THAT DAY!

Lunch. Still 8th grade. TSLSH had just taken us to the 'dining hall' and decided to sit with her 'newly behaved group of angels.' AKA: My table. AKA: The Food-Fighting Freaks!

Lunch. School Mashed Potatoes. Teacher. Pissed off Food-Fighter.

Mashed Potatoes. Hand. Horizontal Projectile.

Seemingly nice teacher. Lovely, clean black shirt. Impact.

Screaming. Blaming. Detention.

I was never called well behaved since.

~~~End Flashback~~~

I grinned.

Both Selly and Obi took a step back. I can't help it. I guess my Demonic I- planning-something-so-good-that-you'll-remember-this-forever grin.

In reality, it was a bluff. I was in too good of a mood to really think of an evil plot right now, but I did enjoy seeing their lovely shocked faces.

"You are really starting to scare me, you know that, right?" Obi said.

"You don't know the half of it, believe me. There is a reason why she seems so calm, and collected all the time. It's so that you think she won't do anything, then suddenly and before ya know it, she has attacked. She's a regular alligator!"

"What's an alligator?"

" 'Tis a creature who floats by looking all nice and like a log, so the baby elephant decides to wander inside the loverly swimming pool and take a swim. Little does the wittle baby elephant realize that the nice floaty log thing is really a hundred toothed lean-mean-killing-machine that has the power to rip the poor baby elephant into teeny-weeny little strips of baby elephant. And then that's what the alligator does; rip the wittle baby elephant into tiny pieces of blood, guts, and organs. It eats the brain and the skin you see, but leaves drops of blood around. The last thing that the Baby elephant does is give a cry of shear terror as it gets eaten alive by the alligator. Then the Mommy and Daddy elephant come in search for their Baby only to see the blood and gore that the alligator left behind to taunt its prey with." I said. All in one breath, too. Kudos for me!

I received stares from both of my companions.

I blinked. "What? Its true!"

Obi sighed. "Yup, she's an alligator."

"Told ya!"

I grinned.

"Okay, new subject." Selly said, breaking into the silence.

"Like what?" I said smiling innocently.

Obi-Wan leaned over to Selly and whispered, "Is she always like this?"

"What? Weird, mood-swingy and annoying?" she whispered back.

Obi nodded.

"Ya know, I AM right here." I said, unnoticed.

"Yup. Only usually she's worse." Selly said.

"Very hard to imagine her worse. She's already the most despicably evil person I've ever met. And trust me, I have to put up with Sith Lords, Annoying Padawans, Politicians who I foresee will kill us all, and even that annoying troll-thing I have to call a Master because he can beat my arse in 5 secs flat with a lightsaber!"

"ARE YOU COMPARING ME TO THAT SNIVELING SORRY EXCUSE FOR AN ACTOR, ANAKIN SKYWALKER?!" I yelled, again, unnoticed.

"She is quite like a Skywalker in her own way. They are all annoying, evil, and pathetic in their own way."

"WHAT?!"

"I must agree."

"WHY YOU LITTLE-" I started.

"So, what do you guys do for fun here?" Obi said suddenly.

"Normally, I'd try to wreck havoc on my neighborhood somehow, but since your getting annoying and ganging up on me, I'm gunna try to figure out how you got here and how I can send you back to your sorry and pathetic excuse for a universe that will probably be all blown up by the Force-forsaken Death Star and the Damned Sun Crusher anyways!" My voice had started from a soft and quiet tone, slowly increasing to the point of yelling and hitting Obi-Wan on the head.

"Ow.." He said, cringing back.

"Jackie! Happy place, Jackie, happy place." Selly patted my back as I panted and sent Obi a few very good Death Glares.

Finally, regaining my composure, I stood up straight and pretended to straighten out the ever-popular Invisible Tie. "Selly, please do the Star wars Galaxy a huge favor and sit Obi down on the third floor and let him watch TV or something."

Both of them looked at me oddly. "But-" Selly started.

"NOW! OR THE GALAXY WILL BE DEVOID OF A JEDI KNIGHT AND REPLACED BY A SAD EXCUSE FOR A GUY WHO HAS ISSUES AND GETS SCARED BY THE VERY MENTION OF THE WORDS SPOON, CHOCOLATE, AND NAILFILE!!!!!!!"

Obi looked scared as he imagined all the methods of torture using the afore mentioned items. Needless to say, Selly grabbed his hand and ran up the flights of stairs to the third floor, keeping him well away from me.

I smirked as they left. Smirked until that is, I heard a voice coming from behind me.

"That is why you never mess, with a girl on PMS."

I smiled and said, "That's right.. WAIT A MINUTE!" I turned around and saw-



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So, I'll see if ya'll like it, and if I get enough reviews, MAYBE I'll be all nice like and post the next chapter tomorrow. Or maybe I'll be evil and wait a week. Hm. decisions, decisions.

^_^ Chinow

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