Chappy 4: Serenity Now!

I'm back with the new chappy! Very important chappy, I've been looking forward to this one... The title is very random so don't expect to get anything from it...

Thank You for all your reviews!

Sweet.KRAZY.03 - Yes, this is getting interesting! The Demon comes into play later in the story.

JinnTwins - Personally, I'm not one for creepiness without humor, so the obligation to pick carrots was necessary for that Chapter to get published.

And so the story begins...

A/N: If you are sympathetic with Chocolate Santas, no matter how cavernous and evil they are, then you should not continue beyond this chapter. D

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Anakin woke up drowsily as the first rays of dawn in his face through the shop display he had recently unintentionally vandalized. He was so hungry he could devour a Death Star ( if Death Stars came in assorted flavors of Chocolate, Vanilla, Strawberry, and New! Tropical Punch...). He shielded his face yawning trying to recall last night's events. He itched his gigantic scar where Sola had bit him before. He couldn't remember what had happened after the Chocolate Santa had impudently betrayed him. It was like a gigantic black spot in his memory. This had never happened to him, the only incident he could remember that had him suffering from strokes of amnesia was the time he had "a few" or more than that at a Jedi Master Christmas Party, they had to hire a taxi speeder to take him home. He shook his head in disdain at the memory and decided that that was not the reason for his blackout.

He looked at the sleeping form of Sola, still not in human form yet, and shuddered. He came up to a shop window and glanced at his ruffled mullet. But his eyes caught something else in his reflection. Anakin gasped and stumbled backward. He was hairy! He had fur and teeth too sharp for his liking, his shirt was ripped. He growled at the loss of the shirt then realised that he was genuinely growling. He looked at his fingernails which looked like claws. The reflection's large yellow eyes gazed back at him. Then he noticed as the moon was disappearing out of view he was reverting to his previous more hotter and more human form. His fingernails became fingernails and he was rapidly growing less furry. He was overjoyed at the sight of his old self.

"Whopee!" He shrieked.

"Hands up!" said a gruff male voice.

Anakin turned around and found his nose in contact with a ray gun. Where is my lightsaber when I need it? he thought. Then he recalled the fact that he was at the mall and that his speeder was lying crashed in the shop window display and that he himself was standing there at a time outside of mall hours. He saw in the corner of his eye that Sola was being seized as his accomplice. He was going to let out a grin but remembered the situation he was in, and that if he grinned they would think he was insane. As he walked by the chocolate stand, the Chocolate Santa giggled. Anakin couldn't take it anymore, leapt forward and bit off the Santa's head. He was seized, handcuffed and led away into a police speeder. He didn't think his victory over the Santa would help in this predicament but he was happy to get his revenge.

Anakin was thrust into a cell with his sister-in-law. He had put up a fight letting out cries of I'm a Jedi Master! or My wife is a senator! and his last attempt: I'll eat your brains if you don't let me go!. The latter scared the officers but put them on guard, so they were sure to tighten their helmets.

"Now, Ms.Amidala, tell me what in Darth Maul's pencil pouch is going on here?" Anakin demanded.

"Okay, this book will explain it all, since now you're part of the club" Sola sadly answered.

She took out a dusty book entitled How to survive eating humans safely... Anakin's eye twitched.

"I am most definetely not a cannibal!" he angrily retorted.

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Sola rolled her eyes and blowed on the book, blowing away the dust. The new title was How to survive not eating humans safely... The werewolf's guide to survival.

"You mean to say, I'm a--" Anakin stuttered.

"Yep! Welcome to club! On Tuesdays we bake dinner rolls, you're welcome to attend!" Sola cheerily answered.

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Meanwhile Obi-Wan was looking at his new coffee pot he had bought for his mother as an Easter present... Never mind! This had nothing to do with our story...

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Luke picked up the commlink and dialed his mother's number... She was perfectly alright and wondered why Luke was asking such strange questions. She would be home soon and had an incoming call so she had to hang up. Great... Now Leia knows... And I told her for nothing! Luke thought grumpily. Dad probably fell asleep in his study while doing his paperwork. Luke's thoughts did not please him.

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Padme turned on her commlink as she got an incoming call from Naboo police. Her first thought was Luke! What did he do this time? Did he joyride on Anakin's speeder again? For a pre-teen he's too independent. But as soon as the conversation began she realised her fears had not been justified.

"Are you Mrs.Skywalker? Is your husband Mr.Anakin Skywalker?" the police officer asked.

"Ye-aahh.." Padme answered as if it was obvious.

"Are you a senator?" the man nervously continued.

"Yes! Get on with it!"

"Oh, good he's not crazy..." he muttered. "Mrs. Skywalker, your husband was found in the mall this morning for some odd reason. You may come and bail him out.. like now..."

Padme raised an eyebrow.

"Thank You for your cooperation... bye! And also, your sister is here too..." the officer said impatiently and hung up.

Padme put away the commlink, utterly confused. She hopped onto her speeder and set course for Naboo.

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Leia pushed her brother to the commlink after finally finding Yoda's number in her father's messy unalphabetized address book. Luke gulped at the thought of confessing to Yoda. But Leia was a strong-minded and willful sibling, too stubborn for his liking. As his confession poured out Yoda listened patiently. When Luke finally ended his tale Yoda retorted.

"Don't you say that I didn't tell you so, willful youngling"

Luke rolled his eyes at the comment.

"When are you coming?" Luke impatiently asked.

"Since experience you did not any Force-enhanced dreams about picking carrots, this incident will take a while to research" Yoda slowly replied in his usual ungrammatical tone.

Sola is a werewolf! Mwahahahaahahahahahahaaaaaaa! I luv it! Do you? Please review...