Here is the first chapter of a new story. I got this idea from AngelDesaray's Across the Universe. Thanks. ;)

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Star Wars, or any of the characters. Only Chloe, her grandparents, Ms. Williams and that one nosy neighbor.

Chapter 1: Unexpected Visitors

It was a Friday afternoon, and Chloe Davis was running. Like usual. Her airpods were in her ears blasting pop music. She had had a rough day at school. Her math teacher had misjudged her. She had been trying, (kind of) but Ms. Williams had failed to see it. Ms. Williams, had once again asked her to "Please actually try in my class. I hate to give bad grades, and if you will work hard, I'm sure you can get a good grade." Didn't she understand Chloe was working hard? She was turning in the homework, albeit with little or no problems correct, but hey, at least she was turning it in!

She turned right and ran down Hollyhock Circle, to her home. Well, at least she wasn't angry anymore. She unlocked the front door and stepped in. Her parents had left this morning on their 3 week vacation, so the house was eerily empty and quiet. She flicked on the lights, and moved to the kitchen. Chloe was not an extraordinary cook. In fact, her area of expertise was more towards the ramen noodle side. However, tonight she was in the mood for spaghetti.

She went to the pantry and grabbed a pack of noodles. Angel hair to be specific. Then she got a can of spaghetti sauce. Her love for bread had her grab a loaf of French bread to toast. "Well, honestly this can't be that hard. I mean it's just noodles right?" She said nervously to herself. "I mean, my little cousins can make spaghetti, so I can probably do it too." She thought about that last statement. It probably wasn't true, as her cousins could cook almost anything.

The first step on the package was to heat 2 cups of water to boiling. "Okay, that's not too hard." She grabbed a pot and put the water in it. She remembered her mom telling her something along the lines of, "Boiling is when the water is bubbling…" There was something else too. Somewhere the bubbles had to be. Chloe couldn't remember, and the water was bubbling. She dumped the noodles into the pot.

5 minutes later, (the cooking time on the noodle bag) her noodles were still harder than an al dente noodle. She had microwaved the sauce, in a bowl with the lid on, for 2 minutes. It had exploded, spewing spaghetti sauce all over the inside of the microwave. She was still trying to clean it out. Chloe hadn't known how many things could go wrong in so little time. In short, 5 minutes later, she was seriously regretting her choice of cooking something harder.

However, in one last final effort, she buttered some french bread, and stuck it in the oven on Broil. Just then remembering her homework she figured she could go work on it while waiting for the toast to cook. She was in her room for about 8 minutes when she smelled something suspiciously like burnt toast.

Dropping everything, she raced to the kitchen where her toast was indeed, on fire. Her grandma had a saying, "When it's smoking it's cooking, when it's black it's done.", but this was far more than just black. The toast was burning up in front of her eyes. Quickly setting it on a hot pad, she turned and got some water from the sink, dumping it on the now soggy, but still smoking toast. A new smell alerted her to the fact that she had not in fact put her pan on a functional hotpad, but on her mother's decorative one. Obviously it wasn't actually meant to be used, as it had a large black spot on it where the plastic had melted.

She sighed as she walked to go get a pack of ramen. "Well mom's going to kill me. That was her favorite hotpad."

-o0o-

Obi Wan was sneaking around a mysterious supposedly unoperational mine on Concordia when he smelled…burnt toast? "I guess even the deadly Death Watch doesn't exactly have gourmet chefs." He thought to himself, laughing a little. He stepped forward, only to be hit with a dizzying blackness. He blinked a few times but couldn't see anything. Now that he thought about it, the telltale sound of machines thumping had vanished. All he could feel was intense pressure. His ears wanted to pop, but could not. He felt a strange thump, and after a moment could see again.

-o0o-

Anakin and Padme were eating dinner in 500 Republica, when they too felt the strange suffocating darkness. All was gone. Then as quickly as it had come, it vanished and they tumbled to the ground. Anakin gazed at their surroundings. "Padme, look around." he said, anxiety rising.

"Why Anakin? Is something the matter?" Padme looked worried as she stood up, wobbling a little.

"We're not indoors."

-o0o-

Chloe sat destitute at her outdoor table, slowly picking her way through her ramen noodles. She was extremely tired, as her cooking adventures had worn her out. However, she had a strange, unexplainable fear of going to bed alone in the house. Her grandparents lived just a few minutes away, but really? She wasn't six. She finished her noodles and walked back inside. Picking up the TV remote, she turned on the TV. Sticking in the disc of the first Harry Potter movie, she sat down and started watching. Oblivious to the scene happening in her own front yard…

-o0o-

Obi Wan sat up to a strange sight. Instead of the dark smooth walls of the factory, he was on grass, facing a large house, from which sounds were coming from. He heard a thump, and shot to his feet, his hand reaching for his lightsaber hilt, only to see Anakin and Padme, finishing up a conversation.

"Anakin? Senator Amidala? What are you doing here? I was under the impression that you," He turned to look at Anakin, "were on break back at the Temple." Anakin looked just as bewildered as Obi Wan felt, and stumbled on his words.

"I-I was." Anakin's expression turned more thoughtful as he tried to puzzle out the situation. Padme however looked extremely miffed.

"Master Kenobi, I've told you to call me Padme. You are my friend." She stared defiantly at him and Obi Wan sighed tiredly.

"Alright Sen- Padme. Now let's go ask for directions, shall we?" He abruptly stood up and started walking towards the house.

Anakin knocked on the door sharply, and heard the noise pause, and footsteps walking toward the door. It opened, and a girl, looking about 16, stood there. She looked at them blankly for a moment, and then said,

"Aren't you a little early?" Obi Wan's and Padme's faces mirrored his own confusion. He turned back to the person.

"Um…" Nothing intelligent came out of his mouth. He was so confused. Had she somehow expected them to come? Seemingly noticing they had no answer, she added,

"It's May. There's like five months till Halloween." Now, all three were more confused. Obi Wan stepped forward to try to work the situation out.

"I am Obi Wan Kenobi, Jedi Master and this is Anakin Skywalker, a Jedi Knight, and Padme Amidala, a Senator from Naboo." He introduced all of them, hoping she might recognize their names and direct them to the nearest Space Port. Instead she looked at them weird, and said,

"I know who you 'are'." She emphasized the last word with a quotation mark hand sign. "I'm not stupid, and even I've seen Star Wars."

"Excuse me? Star Wars? I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about. Could you perhaps tell us what planet this is?"

"Uh.. Earth." She looked at them a while longer before adding, "I'm impressed. You guys really went full out on the costumes." They all stared back at her blankly. Padme stepped forward.

"I believe you have misunderstood us. Anakin and I were on Coruscant when somehow we were brought here. I'm not sure why or how, but it would be much appreciated if you could tell us where the nearest Ship Takeoff port is." She finished her eloquent explanation, expecting the usual, 'of course senator, anything to help.' But instead the girl in front of them started laughing.

"There aren't any Space Ports around here. You're on Earth, where we have only been able to venture to our moon." She glanced around to see if this was some elaborate prank.

"No Space Ports?" Anakin blurted out. He looked desperately for some sign that she had been lying, but there was none.

"Yup, you weirdos heard me right! There are zero space ports that could take you where you want to go. Nada." She looked around before adding, "Well see you guys at Halloween then! Maybe next time get a calendar or something." She turned as if to close the door before Anakin interjected.

"Wait! We really are who we say we are." She turned around to look at him.

"And I'm a flying pig." She rolled her eyes.

"We can prove it." He added, growing more frustrated that she didn't believe him.

"Okay then, go ahead." She sat down on the porch steps, her chin in her hands. Anakin turned to Obi Wan. They both had a vague idea of what they could do to prove it to her.

Chloe raised an eyebrow expectantly. Obi Wan stepped aside for Anakin to demonstrate his force abilities. He lifted a hand nonchalantly and her porch table lifted off it's legs. Her mouth dropped open, eyes widening in surprise.

"Okay...maybe you weren't lying." Still in apparent shock, she motioned them inside as her nosy neighbor started heading out to investigate the scene. Once inside she turned to them. "Let me get this straight. You are here from planets in some other galaxy?" She waited for the affirmative 'yes'.

"Yes."

"And somehow you just happen to land in my front yard?"

"Uh… Yes?

Chloe sighed deeply. "The potato gods must hate me." Her friend Katelyn had invented potatoism. "Well, first things first. You obviously can't go by those names, so I guess, pick new ones." She looked at Padme.

"I suppose I'll go by Payton. It's a fine name." She said, Obi Wan spoke up next.

"I will go as Ben." To his surprise Chloe seemed to expect this answer and he thought he heard her mutter, 'makes sense'. Anakin however put up more of a fight.

" I don't really want to change my name. Why do we need to? You haven't even told us who you were!" He looked at her very suspiciously.

"Chloe sighed, rubbing her forehead. "My name is Chloe. Chloe Davis in case you're wondering." She sent an exasperated look at Anakin. "The reason you need to pick new names is that, wherever you came from, you obviously aren't there any more. You're on Earth, which like I told you earlier, has no space ports, aliens, or intergalactic politics. We also have stories that go over your entire lives. People know what you look like, so that's already risky. However, using your real names too? That would attract too much unwanted attention."

Obi Wan stared at her, completely caught off guard. "How is that even possible?" Chloe looked at him thoughtfully before replying,

"I have no idea."

Chloe walked her guests around, giving them a tour, and showing them where they would be sleeping. Having two moved out older brothers and a guest room ensured that there was a bedroom for all. She looked at them all and said, "If you want to you can go to bed, but I'm going to finish my movie. Feel free to join me." Haha. She smiled wryly at irony.

She walked out of the hall and towards the lounge. They all followed, curious to see what a 'movie' was. Grabbing the remote, she pushed play. Obi Wan watched as the screen began playing. It was like a holo-film, but not 3D. Intriguing.

A chubby boy stared at his mother and asked,"Daddy's gone mad hasn't he?

A/N: Well folks that's chapter one. Hopefully I'll get the next chapter up sometime soon, but who knows? :)