Hello! I've got another update for you guys! It makes me very happy to see that a lot of you are reading and reviewing all three of my active stories. Keep it up! You're all awesome for sending me feedback.

Ayy Kaim: That's my favorite part of the Avengers movie! Well, one of my favorite parts. I've got a lot of favorite parts. Most include Loki, of course. Random-fan now understands your running predicament and ooh, a planet of zombies! I read a book once that got me terrified of zombies forever, but I'll do it for you. ;) It's on my List of Destiny now, so keep an eye out for it.

Darth Vadie: Yeah, my sister insisted that Obi gets swallowed by the monster, so, naturally, I bowed to her wishes. XD Neither of them saw it coming.

AaylaKit: Don't forget; this IS Obi-Wan. *evil grin* So exciting that you and Ayy have joined the Avengers fandom!

LadySaxophone: I know, right! Since Jell-O is see-through and stuff, I figured I'd take my opportunity.

Pergjithshme: I was hoping someone would catch on to the title. XD You're the first person to comment on it. And yes, it went very well, thank you.

Whip-Owl: Oh, believe me, I've got big plans for the planet that Kit went to first. That'll come later but it's in my Master Plan, I promise. ;)

DarkAngel620: Haha true. I'll bring that up in this chapter. I didn't really think about that because it was 1:00 in the morning when I wrote it. XD

Anakin tumbled out of the Portal, followed by Ahsoka. Obi-Wan and Kit were not far behind. Ahsoka sat up first. "So…why exactly did we run away from the Jell-O planet again? I mean, I know we were being attacked and stuff, but they were made of Jell-O. Doesn't that make them kind of…you know…harmless?"

"She has a point," Kit said. "We could have just eaten them."

"But that would be rude, Kit," Anakin said.

Obi-Wan laughed. "Never mind that. Let's just figure out where we are now." He looked around. The planet was darker than normal planets, but no one would notice that because it was lit as if the sun was a disco ball. Neon light flashed everywhere and when he looked down, Obi-Wan noticed that the ground was made of a flashing glass-type substance. It was like the whole planet was one big dance floor. There was even music reverberating throughout the place. It was very upbeat.

"Hey, duuuuuuude!" a voice yelled. "We've got visitors, yo!" Someone ran up to join the Jedi. He wore a loose black t-shirt with yellow letters that said DANCE. He was human. "You dudes look too conservative for my liking," he said. "Except you." He turned to Ahsoka and grabbed both of her hands, interlocking their fingers. He then started twirling her around and around. "You are a natural, girl!" he said.

Ahoska giggled. "I like this planet, Master," she said.

The guy let go of Ahsoka and regarded the others. "You three look too uptight for my liking. I mean, who chose your outfits?"

"Not me," Kit said. "My choice of 'fashion' would be way cooler than this." There was a pause. "Call me uptight again."

"Um…you're uptight?"

With that, Kit threw off his robe and promptly began to break-dance to the music. He was moving like a professional dancer. Every move was perfect. When the song concluded, he stood up and faced the dude, whose mouth was hanging open. "Now call me uptight again," he said.

"Um…you so freaking rock, dude! You'd be a candidate for the King of Dance, man," he said, bowing in respect.

Kit grinned. "Thank you, thank you. I take my swag very seriously."

Anakin nodded. "He does."

"Well, I certainly learned today not to judge a book by its cover," the dude said. "Can either of you dance?"

Anakin nodded. "I can. Obi-Wan probably can't."

"He can sing, though," Kit said.

"No, I can't," Obi-Wan said quickly, flushing.

"Yes, you can. I've heard you sing to yourself. You're really good. Here, sing us a song!" Kit urged.

Obi-Wan shook his head. "No. No way."

"Please?" Ahsoka asked.

"Go for it," someone urged. The Jedi looked around, realizing that Kit's awesome break-dancing of epicness had drawn a crowd. "Dude, if you can sing, then let's hear it!"

Obi-Wan hesitated. Anakin turned pleading eyes on him. "You can sing and you never told me? Now you've got to do it or I'll reveal your deepest darkest secrets to everybody."

"You don't know any of my deepest darkest secrets, Anakin, nor do I have any."

"Well, I'm sure she will beg to differ."

Obi-Wan's face reddened. "Anakin," he said warningly.

"Once upon a time," Anakin began.

"Very well, I will sing," the Jedi Master said quickly. "I need a good song."

"Yeah, let's get this party started!" the first dude called. "DJ—turn up the beat and tune out the lyrics. Let's see just how good this guy is!"

The music for "Livin' on a Prayer" started playing. Obi-Wan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and waited for the right time to start singing. When the time came, he opened his eyes and launched into the song.

Anakin was had prepared to mock him but, as he got more into it, the Jedi Knight could not find it in him. He was too amazing. There were a variety of reactions. The crowd cheered and danced. Kit nodded proudly, as if to say "That's my Obi." Ahsoka was completely and utterly shocked.

When the song concluded, people screamed for an encore. Obi-Wan shook his head in negation. "We insist!" a guy shouted, starting up another song. The next one was "Don't Stop Believing." Obi-Wan sighed, but finally relented and started to sing. Everyone was pumped up. Anakin was beside himself. He had never imagined that his former Master had that kind of voice in him.

"That was awesome!" Kit shouted when the song was finished. He punched Obi-Wan lightly in the arm. "You've got talent, dude. You've earned my respect. Plus, the Awesomeness Status."

Anakin nodded seriously. "You have been bestowed upon you a great honor by the king of the Awesomeness Status," he said. "This title does not come easily."

Obi-Wan half-smiled. "I understand." He truly did understand the significance of the moment. He was one of them now.

"Dude, it's time for the dance-off!" someone from the crowd yelled. "Who are the candidates for this year?"

"Molly and Bruce were the only ones that dared stand up against the current King," the first dude who had greeted them responded. "He's the ultimate. He's won every year. His name is Lino. He's got major swag, yo."

"Someone call my name?" Lino stepped out into the open. He had the entire swag-look with the hat on the side, loose pants and shirt, and bling around his neck.

Kit sized him up with his eyes. "He doesn't look that tough," he said. "I can take him. Step aside, Obi. It's my turn to pwn."

"You're pretty good," Lino admitted. "But can you match my skills?"

Kit shook his head. "No way. A flower cannot become a seed once again, can it?"

"Ouch. Let's see you put your moves where your mouth is," Lino said.

"Anatomically, that's not possible," Kit chuckled.

"Just get out there and dance," Lino scowled.

"My pleasure. Ladies first?"

"Very funny. Let's do it old-school style. We play a song, I dance for about thirty seconds or so, and you come in when the time is right. Think you can keep up?"

"I don't know," Kit mumbled. "It'll be awfully hard not to get too far ahead."

The music began. Lino, as King, was given the privilege to go first. His dancing was pretty good. Kit watched, yawning. At last, the time came for him to jump in. He did a front flip and landed on his hands, bounced off of them, and started break-dancing even better than he had earlier. The crowd threw their hands in the air and jumped up and down, chanting his name. Kit felt a win coming on.

Lino leapt back in and shoved Kit out of the way. He started dancing again, though everyone could tell he was getting nervous. Kit was going to get his title and he knew it. At last, when the song was over, he put his hands up. "Sorry, dude. I think we all know who won today."

Kit smiled. "Thank you, Lino."

"Kit pwns all!" Ahsoka announced cheerfully.

"Ahsoka," Anakin said, giving her The Look.

"Sorry. Master Fisto pwns all doesn't sound nearly as cool."

"Yes, but you're still an apprentice. You've got to respect your—"

"If you say 'elders' I am well within my right to punch you in the face," Kit said.

"I was going to say superiors," Anakin said pointedly.

"Sure you were."

Anakin rolled his eyes. "Anyway, great job. Do we party now?"

"Yes, we party," Lino said. "DJ! Hey Kit, you know what's convenient? The DJ's name is actually D.J. His mother picked his profession when he was born. You've got to have major connections to become the DJ, you know."

Kit laughed. "Nice!"

"Dude, I thought you guys were bitter enemies," Anakin said. "What gives?"

"We're rivals in dance," Kit corrected. "Now that I am the proclaimed champion, we're cool. Right, Lino?"

Lino nodded. "Of course. Drinks are on me."

For the rest of the night, the Jedi enjoyed themselves with drinks and dancing. When the dancing lasted for countless hours, though, they were beginning to tire. "Is this all you do?" Anakin asked.

"Of course," Lino said.

"Do you ever sleep?" Obi-Wan wondered.

"What is that?" D.J. asked.

"They seriously don't know what sleep is. Dude, I need to get my beauty sleep or I won't be beautiful anymore!" Kit said. "We need to find a place to rest."

"That won't happen," Obi-Wan said. "The whole place is a kriffing dance floor. Music is a part of the planet. There is no rest."

Just as they were about to lose it, the Portal appeared. Anakin let out a sigh of relief. "As long as we don't go to a spider-infested planet or anything, we should be safe to rest."

"Aw, but I like it here," Kit complained.

"I thought you need your beauty sleep," Ahsoka said.

"Yeah, but can't we stay a little longer? My fans need me more than I need my sleep."

"No way. You dragged me away from the Track and Field place, so I'm dragging you away from here. Let's go, Kit," Anakin said with finality.

"Okay. Farewell, my friends. Hopefully, we will meet again. We Jedi are on a quest at the moment, so we simply cannot stay. I hope you understand." The crowd let out a general sigh of disappointment. "Hopefully my awesomeness has rubbed off on this place. So long!" Kit saluted as he almost always did before he stepped into the Portal. The other three followed suit.

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, "Don't Stop Believing" by Journey, or "Livin' on a Prayer" by Bon Jovi.