I know I said that I would update tomorrow, but I just had to write this bit, so consider this Chapter to pick up the slack from my last false Update estimate. Enjoy!

"I should have known it was you lot. Why is it always you six?" Master Windu asked, pinpointing his glare on Macu. "Especially you, Macu, I expect better from my Padawan."

Arak felt terrible for Macu. She saw him flinch behind the deadpan mask he always wore.

Most people saw him as a cold, emotionless guy, in fact, a lot of people were scared of him, but Arak and the others in their little group knew how much those words would have hurt him. The one thing that really got Macu was feeling unworthy of his Master. He'd always had a problem with insecurity.

Jonah's face fell slightly, her brow creasing as she took a step forward, only restrained by her Master's hand. "It's not Macu's fault, Master Windu!" she said ineffectually.

Arak saw the emotion in her words, though.

Master Windu turned his cold gaze upon Jonah. "Padawan Driad, you would do well not to comment on how I interact with my Padawan."

Jonah wisely kept her mouth shut, but Arak could see the muted anger bubbling under the surface. The human offered Macu a small smile, but it was ignored. The attention, combined with the reprimand were too much for him. He'd gone leaden and was staring at the ground.

There was silence for a moment, and the tension grew quite high.

Arak was already feeling terribly guilty and quite sick. She was of a naturally nervous disposition, and hadn't really wanted to do the prank in the first place. Having a week of build up to this point had made her doubly as nervous as she usually was when they were caught. Having Master Yoda there as well definitely wasn't helping.

"What you did was dangerous, immature and stupid. What did you think you would achieve?"

There was a moment of silence before they realised it wasn't a rhetorical question.

Master Windu was looking at her.

Arak breathed in deeply and silently, trying to be as invisible as possible. As per usual, Corrie came to her rescue.

"Well, I have to say, we were hoping for higher ratings." he quipped.

Master Obi-Wan slapped him over the back of the head, before returning his hand to his Apprentice's shoulder.

Master Windu shook his head slightly. "So, you didn't actually have a reason for doing what you did?"

"Is the entertainment of the Jedi populous a reason?" Cra asked.

Arak couldn't help but smirk at the exasperation her best friend was barely concealing. She knew what he was thinking. They would all get reprimanded when they got home, and the amount of times they had gone through such a situation had made the whole, getting told off thing rather boring. Crawen wanted to know what Yoda was there for, and what they planned on doing to the Radio now that they had been caught.

Master Windu glared at the petulant Padawan. "No, Padawan Tu Darchi, it doesn't."

Crawen shrugged. "Then, no, Master Windu."

Master Arrolin glared at his Apprentice.

Arak continued to try and sink into the floor.

"Tell us, you will, how the Jedi Radio, you built." Master Yoda ordered, his voice hard, telling them that he wasn't very happy with them, but he wasn't mad.

Glancing over at Cra, Arak saw her expression of bewilderment mirrored on her friend's face. They looked over at Corrie, who was shrugging at Lolee and Jonah. Even Macu looked mildly surprised.

Their Masters were just as shocked as the Padawans.

"Excuse me, Master Yoda, but what exactly do you mean to do with that information?" Master Obi-Wan asked dubiously.

Arak nodded as she looked back up to Master Yoda for the answer.

The little, green Jedi chuckled. "Padawans, without our notice, from under our noses, this Radio, you constructed. Know how, we do not. Curious, I am." he hedged, avoiding the actual question they had asked.

"What you did was very dangerous, and stupid, as I said before. As idiotic as it was, we actually have no idea how you did it, and we would like to know." Master Windu added.

Arak's lekku twisted and curled inquisitively. At a loss of what to do, she looked over at Corrie.

He always had something to say. He never shut up.

"It wasn't that dangerous, it was only a few rooves." he said, before Master Obi-Wan's eyebrows rose and he shared a look with Master Windu.

"What?" he asked.

Corrie's eyes widened. "You know what, forget I said that."

"What rooves?" Master Windu demanded.

Instantly, Corrie went into theatrical defence. "Rooves? What are these rooves you speak of?"

Arak felt her stomach clench and the urge to groan was overbearing. Corrie really wasn't helping their case.

Obviously Jonah felt the same way. "Master Obi-Wan, will you slap him please?"

"Gladly." Master Obi-Wan said, cuffing the boy's ears. "I think you'd better try that again, Padawan."

Corrie scoffed. "No chance! Every time I try to contribute something to this conversation, I get slapped! Besides, this is your thing, Cra." He made a big show of zipping his lips.

Master Obi-Wan just shook his head.

Everyone looked at Cra.

The Iktotchi rolled his eyes. "Yeah, thanks for that, Corrie."

Coronarcher gave him a thumbs up.

"Well, Corrie had this brilliant idea that it would be great to have a radio in the Temple, but we knew we'd never be allowed, so we, ah, waited until you'd all gone to some off-planet meeting and installed sound transmitters all over the Temple. Two around the Creche, two around the Council Spire and one at either end of the Training Areas."

Arak inwardly applauded his choice of words.

Master Swan's brow furrowed. "How did you manage that? There were still Jedi inside the Temple."

"That's where the rooves come in." Lolee explained slowly, knowing the negative reaction those words were sure to receive.

"You are kidding." Master Obi-Wan said, bemusement evident on his face and in his tone, colouring his accent.

"You avoided detection, went around and climbed over the rooves to the different sections of the Temple to install sound transmitters." Master Mundi summarised, by then sounding like he'd believe just about anything.

"Yeah, and you thought it was dangerous before!" Corrie said with a grin, briefly unzipping his lips.

The glares everyone threw at him quickly zipped it up again.

"And then what?" Master Windu prompted.

Arak met Cra's gaze as they both worked through the course of events in their heads. The whole group was staring at them.

Arak found the words first. "Um, we connected them to a device in one of the closets near Cra's quarters, and then connected that to a hidden file on our Datapads that only existed when someone turned it on from the closet." she said very quickly, trying not to prolong her time in the spotlight.

The Masters still looked confused.

"How did you, our notice escape?" Master Yoda queried, as the other Masters exchanged baffled expressions.

"Cra was in his bed during the first broadcast."

"And Jonah was making tea."

"Lolee and Coronarcher were singing to Coruscant Clappers."

"Macu was with me every time."

Arak grinned in spite of her thinking better of it. She didn't need to look around to know that the rest of the group were vainly attempting to keep their laughter inside, or to know that the Masters were getting steadily more frustrated.

"What, you really didn't think it was us?" Lolee asked, genuinely shocked. "You actually didn't suspect?"

He actually did laugh, and the other Padawans quickly joined in. Laughter truly is contagious, after all.

"We thought of you lot first, but you always had perfect alibis." Master Windu explained tersely.

Corrie laughed. "Ah ha! And that's why it worked! We knew you'd think of us first."

"So, we planned ahead. We figured, you couldn't blame us if we were with you." Lolee continued.

"Our wonderful technicians crafted a way that we needed three people to operate it, but, strategically planned and well organised, we could do it all in the company of our intended audience, undetected." Corrie tagged on seamlessly.

Arak grinned. People always accused their group of rehearsing these explanations. False accusations.

"We needed one person to do pick the rooms that we wanted to play in," she continued.

"We wouldn't want to interrupt anything important." Cra added. "We needed one person to actually do the broadcast."

"And one to turn it on in the cupboard." Arak finished.

Jonah and Macu took over. "That way, we could assign jobs, based on who needed the most secure alibi. Obviously the person in the cupboard was the one with the most risky job, because they'd be missing during the broadcast, so we made sure we were all close to the cupboard for the duration of the show." Jonah began.

"The person speaking could choose to pre-record their speech, at the risk of having the file found on their Datapad before they got a chance to delete it. Alternatively, they could do it live, out of the company of their Master, or they could put a song on."

"And the person who picked where to broadcast could pre-set it as soon as the cupboard kid activated the program, and just make sure that no-one else touched their datapad."

There was a long moment of silence as the Masters took it in.

"Aw, I hate giving away our secrets." Lolee complained.

Cra laughed. "Mm, it really ruins the illusion, doesn't it?"