Hello, hello! Sorry I haven't updated this fic in awhile. I just graduated Saturday, so I had a lot on my plate! :) I've also been working on my other fic a lot, because I'm kind of addicted to writing it. Anyway, enjoy this chapter! It's a continuation of the Giant Planet, because I had a request from my brother to build on it a bit before the next planet.
AaylaKit: Haha nice I like it! Ooh, clowns. I might add that to my List. Yes, I have a list of planet ideas on my iPod. There are so many that I had to get them down so I wouldn't forget later. And I read your review on This Means War! Unfortunately, my sister is not the Loki fan that I am. She's never seen Thor, so threatening her with his hammer will do no good.
LadySaxophone: Okay, I'll try to make Obi cooler. ;) Thanks again. I'm a dramatic actress myself, so I enjoyed making Anakin act all overdramatic.
Cult of Personality: …Random, but sure! Why not? And I'll fix the girl thing before they depart to their next realm of awesomeness. Fair enough?
Pergjithshme: Sorry about that. I'll work on making him awesomer. It's so cool to find someone who likes all three of my stories. This makes me happy. :)
Anakin pointed and laughed. "Ha! Give me one of those, would you? I already miss that Chocolate Planet."
Obi-Wan handed him the fruit. "Take them all. I've lost my appetite."
"Oh, come on, Master. It's not that bad." Anakin grinned.
"How can anyone not like chocolate?" Kit asked. "Seriously?"
Obi-Wan shrugged. "Let's just rest, all right? We've got a lot to figure out tomorrow. Maybe we'll wake up and it'll be a dream, perhaps." He chuckled softly. "One very interesting dream to say the least."
"We need to summon the portal somehow," Ahoska said, pulling a leaf over herself. "This planet is nice and all, but the threat of being squished is a bit much for me."
"I thought you like adventure, Snips," Anakin said, doing the same.
It wasn't long before they settled down and fell asleep.
Kit was the first to awaken. He was more sensitive than the others, so he felt the ground trembling before they did. He sprang to his feet, throwing the leaf off of him. What's that? he wondered. The shaking was getting harder and faster. He saw a figure in the distance. It was the girl from yesterday, running toward the lake. Kit made to hide under the leaf again, then felt a familiar tingle in his spine. He looked up at the sky to see that it was dark gray. Uh-oh. That can't be good. It was going to rain. Giant raindrops and possibly giant lightning. If it was giant hail, then they were done for.
"Guys, get up!" he shouted. Anakin and Obi-Wan, who were trained to respond quickly, sprang to their feet. Ahsoka merely rolled over and made a low moaning sound.
"On your feet, Snips!" Anakin commanded. Ahsoka still did not move.
"Guys, it's going to rain. Look!" Kit said, pointing to the sky.
"We'll have to find shelter then," Obi-Wan said. His gaze took in the little girl in the distance. "Maybe she could be of help to us."
"Are you crazy?" Anakin asked. "Her mother almost squeezed the life out of me! I had to turn into a dramatic actor and you know how I get when I turn into a dramatic actor."
"We know," Obi-Wan and Kit said in unison. They exchanged glances, then laughed despite the situation.
"Okay, Snips, get up," Anakin said, pulling the leaf off of his sleeping apprentice. Ahsoka mumbled in protest. "It's going to rain. We need to get out of here." Ahsoka's eyes snapped open at that. "The girl is nearby. If you want to get squished or drowned, you can stay here. Whichever comes first."
"Okay, Master, I'm up, I'm up," she said, standing up and yawning. "When do you think the rain will start? And where could we find shelter?"
"I hate to say this, but I think we need to get back to the house," Obi-Wan said. Everyone stared at him. Kit snorted. "Do you have a better idea, Fisto?" he challenged.
Kit shook his head. "Nope. But yours is stupid."
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. "I'm going back to the house. If the rest of you want to suffer the fates that Anakin threatened his apprentice with, then go ahead." He smiled and walked away. The others exchanged glances, then followed. "So you decide to follow my plan for once," Obi-Wan said. "Here I thought you were too afraid to go back."
"Actually, we're too afraid of getting killed by a downpour of rain, so we're stooping to listening to you," Anakin said.
They travelled back to the house. It was not difficult to get inside, considering their size. Once they were in, they focused on finding a place where they would not be spotted. "All right, I sense that no one is in the bedroom down that hall," Obi-Wan said. "If we stick together, we might be able to—Anakin, what are you doing?"
Anakin was walking straight for the kitchen table. "What? I'm hungry," he said. "I smell chicken wings."
Obi-Wan facepalmed. Ahsoka opened her mouth, but was cut off by Kit. "Ooh, really?" He ran up to where Anakin was staring up at the table. "Here, let's see if we can jump it."
"We can't," Anakin said, "but we can jump onto that chair. Then the chair will give us enough height to get to the food." He demonstrated by leaping onto the chair. "Simple. Coming, Master?"
Obi-Wan looked around. "They could come in here any minute," he said.
"So?"
"In other words, count me in," Obi-Wan said, smiling. He jumped up to join his former padawan. Soon, the three Jedi were on the table. Ahoska remained on the ground.
"Look! A giant chicken leg! How'd we get so lucky?" Anakin asked, rushing toward it. Obi-Wan and Kit followed. "Bon appetite, my friends!" he said, digging in. The other two did the same.
While this went on, Ahoska wandered around curiously. She had never been in a giant house before, and probably never would again, so she wanted to explore for a bit. She turned a corner into the living room, which was filled with elegant modern furniture. She was so busy marveling at the style and décor that she did not notice a gigantic tabby cat creeping up behind her. As she reached forward to touch the silky curtains, she heard a low growl behind her. Turning very slowly, her eyes met the large amber ones. "Oh," she murmured. Ahsoka sensed that the cat was about to attack. In a quick, sudden movement, she sprinted away. The cat followed in large bounds. There was no way she'd be able to outrun it in open space. She would have to maneuver around furniture in order to lose it. "Master!" she shouted.
Anakin sighed. "Do I ever get to eat?" He peered down and took immediate notice of the cat pursuing his apprentice. "Get up here," he invited. "Join the party. I'm sure Mittens there wouldn't care to join us."
Ahsoka nodded and jumped onto the chair, then the table. The cat followed.
"Oh snap." Anakin jumped down onto the ground. "Time to go!" Obi-Wan, Kit, and Ahsoka quickly followed. "Scatter! It can't chase all of us at once!"
"Yes, but the one it does chase will be pulverized!" Kit pointed out over his shoulder as he ran. "Not that I have anything to worry about. I'm way faster than all of you."
"I wonder what you taste like, Master Fisto," Obi-Wan called. "It looks like the cat will find out soon enough!" Sure enough, the cat began chasing Kit. Kit made a grim face and leapt from one piece of furniture to the next. "Anakin, create a diversion!" Obi-Wan shouted.
"Why do I have to create the diversion?" Anakin demanded.
"Just do it!"
"All right, all right." Anakin used the Force to knock over a vase. "Here, kitty kitty!" he yelled. The cat was startled by the vase. It ran out of the entrance and disappeared down the hall. Anakin fist-pumped the air. "Yeah! Beating giant kitties like a boss!"
"'Like a boss', Anakin?" Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow, then laughed. "I thought it was swag."
"Swag is in too, Master," he said. "So is 'pwned'. Learn from the Master."
"The Master? I really hope you don't mean you."
"Of course I mean me."
"Hey, you're back!" Everyone turned to see the girl, Clara, standing in the entryway. "I knew you'd come back!" She gleefully scooped Anakin up into her hand. "Do you want to play with me?"
Anakin made a strange noise. "We'd…love…to…just let me go, please."
"Great! You guys can fit in my dollhouse. Do you like tea?" Without waiting for a response, she dropped Anakin and rushed off to get her dolls. She returned before the Jedi got a chance to converse on the matter or make their escape. She set the house down and picked up Anakin again.
"Hey, I thought we had a deal here!"
She shrugged and set him in the little bathroom. "What's your name?" she asked.
"Anakin," he replied. "Anakin Skywalker."
"Do you have to go potty, Anakin?" she asked.
Obi-Wan covered his mouth to conceal a smirk. Kit burst out laughing. Anakin glared at them. "Shut up." He turned to Clara. "Erm…no, I don't. I'm fine, thanks. What I really want is that giant chicken leg."
She shook her head. "Daddy will get upset if you eat that."
"Too late," Kit mumbled.
"Do you want to play with us, too?" Clara asked the other three.
Anakin grinned evilly. "Of course they do," he said before the others could respond. "They would hate to miss out on the wonders of this dollhouse. Their favorite pastimes are having tea with dollies."
Clara smiled. "Great!" She picked up Obi-Wan. "Tell me your names."
"That's Obi-Wan, Kit, and Ahoska," Anakin introduced them.
"Where are you from?" she asked.
"Coruscant," Obi-Wan replied. "We're trying to find a way back."
Clara's brow wrinkled in confusion. "I've never heard of Coruscant. Here, I have a dining table that should be big enough for you guys. I'll get some food." She disappeared again.
"Anakin, we've got to get out of here," Obi-Wan said.
"Not in this storm," his former apprentice responded. "Listen to the thunder. It's suicide out there."
"So we're just going to sit in here until it lets up? She probably won't let us leave," Kit predicted.
Clara reappeared with some food. She set it down on the table. "Eat up!" she encouraged them.
"That food isn't real!" Anakin said after biting into a plastic toy cookie.
"Neither are you," Clara responded.
"How rude," Kit said. "What if we told you that you aren't real?"
"But I am. You're not. You're just toys with super smart capabilities," she said.
"That's an awful long word for such a little girl," Anakin shot back.
"She's hardly little," Obi-Wan pointed out.
"If you're not toys, then what are you?" she asked.
"We're Jedi," Obi-Wan explained. "Keepers of the peace. We serve the Republic, though you probably haven't heard of it. You might not believe us, but we fell through a Portal and ended up on different planets. This is our fourth one. We're far from toys. Our lives are far too real. So is the war," he added grimly.
Clara blinked. "Wow. Either you're right, or this is super advanced programming."
"How is she using these long words?" Anakin asked. "She can't be that smart. She's so young."
Kit shrugged. "Maybe little kids are smart on this planet," he suggested.
"Either way, we've got to get home," Obi-Wan said, addressing Clara. "Is there any way we can get a transport?"
"Dude, their transports are probably ginormous," Kit said.
"True. Let's try to summon the Portal again." Obi-Wan sat down and meditated.
"Oh, great, he's going to be boring again," Anakin said. Obi-Wan ignored him and focused on making the Portal appear.
"What's he doing?" Clara asked, poking him. Obi-Wan blocked out the touch, though it was difficult.
The Portal appeared suddenly, tugging on them. Kit saluted and fell backward in a trust-fall-type manner, landing in the portal and being sucked in. Obi-Wan stood up and stepped through, followed by Ahsoka. Anakin faced Clara apologetically. "We've got to go now, okay? We need to find a way home."
Clara pouted, but eventually nodded. "Okay. Goodbye, Anakin."
Anakin smiled gratefully. "Goodbye, Clara. Have fun with that cat of yours. Don't let it chase any more miniature people around." He chuckled and dove headfirst into the Portal.
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, nor do I own the "giant chicken leg" or "giant cat" idea. Thanks, bro/Cult of Personality!