Hi people! It's been a long time! Sorry! I was just really busy with real life. So, for the sake of the story, please pretend it is still November, before Thanksgiving. Actually, in this chapter, it's still the same day that everybody from Star Wars came to the mansion. And now- TO THE STORY! Actually, to the disclaimer.

Disclaimer- I do not own Star Wars, A Very Potter Musical, Marshmallow Peeps, Wii, Wii Sports Resort, or Laughing Phoenix.

Mayhem and chaos reigned in that room. Luke and Vader were having some sort of father-son argument about whether or not Luke should join the Dark Side (don't those just happen every day among normal families?), Leia was arguing with Han for no apparent reason, Poopatine was complaining about the lack of an emergency room to no one (because no one cared), Obi-Wan was still trying to figure out whether or not Qui-Gon was a Force ghost, Yoda was examining the balloons (he was almost 900 years old and he didn't know what a balloon was!), and the other people were just standing around looking dumb. Except R2-D2. He was already in some other room, being chased by C-3PO.

"I'M ALIVE! WAHOO!" shouted Qui-Gon, one of the very few people in the room who felt happy.

"Isn't it fun?" replied Firecracker cheerfully.

From across the room, they heard Obi-Wan.

"You're- You're alive!"

He ran over to Qui-Gon and Firecracker.

"I thought you were supposed to be a WISE Jedi" remarked Firecracker.

Both of the men ignored the comment and gave each other a hug.

"Master! It's great to see you alive!" said Obi-Wan. Qui-Gon smiled and said

"Psshhhh, you don't need to call me Master, Obi! Yoda told me all about what you did after I died!"

"Yeah… sorry about that." Obi-Wan motioned to Vader, who was STILL arguing with Luke. Okay, they had only been arguing for three minutes, but whatever.

"Oh no, it's not your fault. Don't worry about him." said Qui-Gon.

"Umm, sorry Qui-Gon, but did you just say not to worry about the powerful Sith Lord who is living with us? Who killed me? I'm afraid I have to disagree!" exclaimed Obi.

"Don't worry. There's a prophecy!" said Qui-Gon cheerfully, as if this settled things.

Obi sighed.

"But that prophecy didn't work!" he said angrily.

"Oh no, not that Chosen One thingamabob. It's a new prophecy. Yoda told me on the fall here!" Qui-Gon continued in his cheery voice.

" A new one? What does it say?" asked Obi, his annoyedness (yes, even great Jedi Masters feel annoyed, just not Sith angry) dissipating in favor of curiosity.

"It says that-"

Unfortunately, this interesting story development was interrupted by Firecracker. She was using a very powerful microphone. She hopped up on a conveniently located podium and grabbed the mic.

SCREECH!

Everybody covered their ears, except for the droids and Vader.

"Alright, peeps! Important announcement to make, so shut up! Now, normally I will let you guys do what you want for dinner, unless you are being put under Cruel and Relatively Unusual Punishment." Everyone exchanged nervous glances. Firecracker continued anyway. "Today though, since this is your first night here, we're all going to have dinner in the Food Room! Fancier people might call it a dining hall, but whatevs. So, show up at 7:00 P to the M for a deliciouso feast! Or face…. Punishment! Okay, peace out Marshmallow Peeps!"

She then Disapparated to her room to call Laughing Phoenix, and invite her to dinner. However, these people were familiar with the Force, not magic, so they were flabbergasted. For a moment, everyone was silent. Then, a deep, robotic-ish voice spoke that belonged to none other than Vader.

"What the Force is a Marshmallow Peep?"

At this, Yoda hobbled over to Vader as quickly as he could, indignant.

"Use such language in front of your children, you must not!" shouted Yoda, waving his gimer stick in Vader's face. Well, it was actually his knee, but hey, the poor little green guy can't help being tiny!

"EXCUSE ME?" boomed Vader. "I may be rather intimidating, but I am NOT a Sith Lord who works some evil Emperor guy, killed Obi-Wan Kenobi, killed younglings, blew up my daughter's planet, and is in a dishonorable quest for supreme power, and should really be turned back to the Light side! So what makes you think I would swear in front of my kids?"

"Um… That's actually a pretty accurate description…" said Obi-Wan tentatively.

"Oh…yeah… I guess you're right…umm… oops…. My bad. My very, very bad. Ummm…. Forget I ever said anything!" Vader sat down, mortified.

"Well… At least he didn't swear…" said Han, trying to break the awkward silence. However, even if he hadn't talked, that would've been done anyway, because Firecracker Apparated back into the room.

"Hey guys! It turns out you are incredibly loud, so I heard everything that went on. Except when Laughing Phoenix – that's my friend – screamed in my ear. Then I heard something about Ashwinders making pancakes. Anyway Vader, you should probably examine your life a bit, unless that was your alter ego." Vader opened his mouth to reply (though, of course, no one could tell), but before he could speak, Poopatine beat him to it. "How dare you show such audacity to a Sith Lord!"

Firecracker sniffed disdainfully. "Pfft. Audacity is my middle name."

Han groaned.

"Aw c'mon! That's one of the worst comebacks ever! You can do better than that!" said Han, kind of whinily, but oh well.

"No, Audacity really is my middle name." said Firecracker matter-of-factly. "Anyway, Poopatine, you're hardly one to talk. You're a perverted loser with severe dental problems!"

At this, Poopatine's face turned purple with rage, making his head look like a giant prune. Eww.

"THAT'S IT, YOU LITTLE RAT!" said Poopatine angrily and stupidly. He began to do that little trick where you shoot lightning out of your fingers at Firecracker, but she merely whipped out her wand and said "Protego!" Of course, this spell could be broken by a competent wizard, but these people had no idea what magic was (yet), so Firecracker was quite safe, and she knew it. So she began to skip along in her Protego bubble, smiling. She began to sing a rather tuneless song…

"I'M AL FLUFFY BUNNY, YOU'RE A STUPID FOX! YOU CANT CATCH ME 'CAUSE I'M TOO AWESOME AND YOUUU SUCK! LA LA LA LAAAA, YOU CANT CATCH ME NYAH NYAH NYAH NYAH NYAH NYAH!" She tossed candy to all the good guys, continuing to laugh while Poopatine almost blew up in rage. Everybody was laughing uproariously, except for Vader, who was having a 'coughing fit' *wink wink nudge nudge*. At last, Poopatine left the room in tears.

About five minutes later, after everybody recovered from laughing…

"Well, I'm going back to the Death Star that landed about a block away…make sure Emperor's alive…create some high-powered laser weapons… See you at dinner, I guess." said Vader.

Alright! Don't be more than 10 minutes late!" Firecracker said, and waved goodbye. After he left she said "Who wants to play Wii?". Of course, she was greeted with blank stares, since there were no Wiis in that galaxy far, far way. She sighed. "C'mon, if you all follow me I'll show you." So, not sure what else to do, they all followed her to a Fun Room, which, considering the size of the FFFHT, was about a five-minute walk away.

Another five minutes later, in the Fun Room…

"Alright, let's play some Wii Sports Resort!" said Firecracker happily. She popped the disc into the Wii, and soon the Wii Sports Resort main menu was on the ginormous 70" screen. Soon, C-3PO was getting creamed by R2-D2 in Swordfighting (LOL!), Han was hurling digital Frisbees like a ninja throws ninja stars (instead of hitting the digital dog by mistake and giving it a concussion – poor dog!), Luke was a master wakeboarder, Obi-Wan was pretty good at archery, Qui-Gon sucked at cycling, Boba Fett was a pro at golfing, and Leia was still failing miserably at canoeing. They played for over an hour…

Alright! The end of another chapter! By the way, don't get the wrong impression of Firecracker. She is actually a great person, she just can't stand Poopatine. Until next time!