Anakin and Obi-Wan entered General Grievous's huge throne room where they found Chancellor Palpatine sitting at the end of it on the chair, dressed only in his underwear. Obi-Wan and Anakin shielded their eyes from the horrible sight as they approached him.

"What happened to you?" Anakin asked.

"Count Dooku," the Chancellor replied angrily.

"I knew he was gay!" Obi-Wan cried.

"No he's right behind you, imbecile!" Palpatine cried.

Both Anakin and Obi-Wan turned to face Count Dooku who was indeed behind them. He wore a pinky, lacey, girly cloak as well as pink and white boots plus he had a light pink lightsaber hilt clipped to his hot pink belt.

"Like, what are you two doing here? You're like totally ruining my like time with the Chancellor!" Dooku exclaimed in a preppy voice.

Obi-Wan and Anakin exchanged glances.

"Let's kill the bastard." They said in unison.

"You should probably do it together." Palpatine suggested.

"Ew! Chancellor, stop thinking like Dooku!" Anakin shouted.

"That's not what I mean!" Palpatine cried.

"Not to worry Chancellor, Sith Lords are our specialty." Obi-Wan said.

"Obi-Wan!" Anakin cried. "That's really sick!"

"That's not what I mean Anakin!" Obi-Wan snapped, slapping his former apprentice across the face. "Get a hold of yourself."

"Oh sorry." Anakin replied as Count Dooku leapt down from the balcony and approached them, swinging his hips like a queer.

"Your like swords please," Dooku requested. "We like totally don't want to make a mess of things in front of the Chancellor."

Obi-Wan and Anakin exchanged glances and both shouted: "EW!" in girly, shrieking voices. Palpatine rolled his eyes.

"Will you like get over it? That is like so totally thirty seconds ago!" Dooku announced in his preppy voice.

"It's hard to do that when you're wearing pink." Anakin pointed out.

"Well if you'd prefer I would wear nothing."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Obi-Wan, Anakin and Palpatine cried simultaneously.

"Fine then," Dooku replied. "Let's get it on with."

The Sith Lord then activated a girly hot pink lightsaber and pointed it at them. Anakin and Obi-Wan dropped to the floor, rolling around in bursts of hysterical laughter.

"You're such a pansy!" Anakin cried, tears brimming from his eyes.

"Shut up!" Dooku cried in a whiney voice.

"Pansy, pansy, pansy!" Obi-Wan and Anakin chanted.

"Shut up!" Dooku whined once more. "Chancellor make them shut up pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!"

"Fine," Palpatine bit back. "Anakin, Obi-Wan get your sorry asses off the floor and run the damn Sith Lord trough like a pig! He's gonna fricking kill me!"

"Fine," Anakin and Obi-Wan muttered in unison, standing up and activating their cerulean lightsabers, after which they both muttered: "Pansy."

"Like do not assume that just because Palpatine is like a complete asshole, and his in his like underwear, and that you two are like not wearing fruity clothes that you have the advantage." Dooku warned.

"My powers and my intelligence have quadrippled since the last time we met Dookie!" Anakin cried.

"Good, like twice the pride minus the intelligence, like double the fall." Dooku said, putting a very preppy emphasis on the word fall.

"Huh?" Anakin asked.

"I'm like insulting you!" Dooku replied in exasperation.

"Then die fat ass!" Anakin cried as he and Obi-Wan struck at Dooku from opposite sides. The fruity Sith Lord spun, deflecting both of their attacks, he then kicked Obi-Wan in the groin and turned to face Anakin, they both slashed at one another in unison and their blades locked.

"I like am so not fat!" Dooku snapped.

"I don't know, it looks like you stuffed a pillow down your pants." Anakin replied.

"I like did."

"Why?

"Because I like wanted to look sexier!"

"Well it just looks disturbing."

"Well you're straight!"

"Good point."

Dooku then broke the saber lock and attempted to behead Anakin who dodged and then kicked Dooku swiftly in the groin like the Sith Lord had done earlier to Obi-Wan who was still on the ground rolling in pain, however Anakin was surprised this had now effect on Dooku.

"What the hell?" Anakin wondered allow.

"Um…" Dooku trailed off. "I can explain."

"EW!!!" Anakin cried in disgust. "You're becoming a woman!"

"I am a woman now. And I'm lesbian!"

"Then… why didn't you just stay a guy?"

"Because………………………………………………………………………. Good point actually."

Anakin did not reply, instead he decided to go Jackie Chan on Dooku's pillow ass. The Jedi leapt into the air, spun like a lightning fast ninja guy and kicked Dooku in the face. The Count flew to the left and hit the big evil looking negotiating table. Anakin then used the Force to throw Dooku to the right; he unfortunately landed straight on Obi-Wan, knocking him unconscious.

"Shit," Anakin mumbled. "Er… sorry master. Don't worry though, I'm gonna kick his ass!"

Obi-Wan did not respond however, which was probably due to the fact that he was unconscious. Anakin being too stupid to realize this became angry and kicked his former master in the groin again. When Obi-Wan did not respond Anakin shrugged to the Chancellor who rolled his eyes, he then turned back to face Dooku.

"I'm going to kill you for that!"

"Then like come then and try!"

Anakin leapt into the air, extending his leg for a kick.

"Die you little Count bi$!" Anakin cried as his foot his Dooku in the face, sending him flying toward the Chancellor. The Sith Lord hit the ground face first, his pink and fruity cape flying over his head. By the time he got to his knees he found Anakin's blue lightsaber at his neck.

"Do him Anakin!" Palpatine cried sadistically.

Both Anakin and Dooku looked to stare at the Chancellor in disgust.

"He's a guy!" Dooku said with distaste.

"And he's a…" Anakin trailed off. "He's a man lady!"

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEAN!" Palpatine cried. "Just kill him so I can put my clothes back on."

"I can't kill him Chancellor, it's against the code!" Anakin cried in alarm.

"I don't give a shit about your frickin' code!" Palpatine shouted angrily.

"Chancellor, I've never heard you use such profane words." Dooku said.

"Whatever," Palpatine snapped. "Anakin, you didn't have a problem going against your stupid code when you killed those sand people, did you?!"

"That was different! They killed my mommy and they stole some cheese from me when I was just a kiddie."

"Oh for the love of all &$#! Just $#! kill the #!$ Count right $#&$ now!" Palpatine ordered, profane words spewing form his mouth like saliva. Anakin and Dooku both stared at him, mouths wide in shock.

"Kill him Anakin!" The Chancellor ordered. "Kill him now."

"What the hell," Anakin said shrugging. He promptly chopped the Sith Lord's head off. For a second he stood there, staring at Dooku's fruity dressed, headless body. Realization then dawned on him. "Holy #$!& crap! I've gone against the code."

"Quit your damn whining and release me!" Palpatine ordered angrily.

"Ok," Anakin replied, with the use of the Force he released the multicolored electro binds from the Chancellor's wrists. "Hey, what I was I complaining about?"

"Nothing," Palpatine replied, not wanting to get Anakin started again if he had forgotten.

"Oh." Anakin said simply. He then ran over to pick up Obi-Wan.

"Leave him Anakin, or we'll never make it!" Palpatine cried in alarm.

"The hell we won't! I ain't leaving him here to die!"

"Anakin, don't you get it. If you carry him you'll just slow us down." The man pointed out, whilst slipping his robes back on.

"You putting on your little man skirt is slowing us down!" Anakin retorted.

"This is not a man skirt Anakin." Palpatine replied prissily. "These are very expensive Chancellor Robes that cost much more money than you will ever make in your lifetime!"

"I'm a Jedi! I don't need money!"

"Oh that's right! Jedi can't have any possessions, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah! You know what I say? Screw the Jedi! Leave the order Anakin and join the dark side!"

"What?" Anakin asked in confusion.

"Damn it!" Palpatine berated himself for revealing his true allegiance so quickly. "What I meant was… join the dark side of… pie! Eat dark chocolate pie… it'll go straight to your… $$! The fatter you become the happier you'll be!"

"What?"

"Nothing, just forget it, we never had this conversation." The Chancellor said, waving his hand in front of Anakin and attempting to trick his mind.

"Yes we have." Anakin replied, mimicking Palpatine's hand waving.

"No we have not!"

"Yes we have!"

"No we have not!"

"Yes we have!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"Fine then! You don't have to be such a pompous ass about it." Anakin replied crisply as he swung Obi-Wan over his shoulder.

"Man, Obi-Wan needs to lay off the cake!" the Jedi Knight grunted. Then he unfortunately lost his grip on Obi-Wan and the poor unconscious man fell to the floor, head first.

"Crap," Anakin said to himself. "Well, it's not like this is the first time he's been dropped on his head."

"Most likely." Palpatine replied. "Now let's get the hell out of here!"