Sorry, sorry, sorry! OMG, I feel so bad for not updating, but it was out of my hands. First of all, I moved. So it took a while to get moved into the new house. Then my laptop got a virus. My fault. I won't express my opinion of a certain video website, as it might get me in trouble on Fanfiction. However, all I can tell you guys is that some sites are dangerous and I do not recommend putting your computers at risk. Well, I fixed it. Sort of. Everything was wiped, but fear not. My fanfics were saved on a flash drive, so I had no trouble updating. Sorry again, and let it be known that my updates will come more frequently. I posted this message on Invasion as well so that everyone who knows me will understand why the updates stopped for a period of time. I sure hope I didn't lose anyone over it!

Pergjithshme: Sure! I love this planet. Tis my favorite.

DarkAngel620: Haha, I fangirl over Loki. All the time. I know what you're feeling there.

Whip-Owl: Yeah, I see it so often in cartoons that I had to implement it somehow through our good friend Kit Fisto. And that's a good point that I didn't consider. Wow. I hope that doesn't take away from the hilarity of the story.

Ayy Kaim: Well, I'm doing another chapter on the Alternate Planet, so I think I'll incorporate those people! Good idea. And YES OMG Thor! I wonder what Alternate Loki would be like. Not very cunning and not very smart, probably. And here I am, as you predicted, rambling about Loki. Hey, here's a cool idea. If I added Kit to Invasion, would that make you happy? XD

AaylaKit: Ha, I love having two sisters review my stories. I get updates on what the other is up to. *grins mischievously* I'm having a Loki moment, sorry. And yeah, she told me some good ideas for alternate people.

LadySaxophone: Ha! You got unexpected visitors! I think I shall go join in on the dance party. Thanks for the great review!

Cult of Personality: More you shall have! :D

The gang rested for the night. When Anakin awoke the next morning, he sat up, slightly confused. Why am I in a strange room? His surroundings were very familiar. It looked like a room in the Jedi Temple, yet it was wrong somehow. The coloring was strange, and this was definitely not the layout of his room. "Oh, right," he said, slapping his forehead. "The Portal." Anakin let himself fall back onto the pillow. He groaned softly, wishing for the quasi-comfort of home. "Even the war sounds good right about now."

"You won't be saying that once you've met Master Yoda," Obi-Wan mused, walking in and sitting on Anakin's bed.

It took a moment for Anakin to remember exactly what planet they were on. "Yoda…You mean…wait…" His mind was a jumbled mess. "Remind me where we are?"

Before Obi-Wan could reply, a small figure leapt up out of nowhere and started jumping up and down on Anakin's horizontal form. "Get up, get up, get up!" the stranger yelled gleefully.

The look on Anakin's face was priceless. "Get off, get off, get off!" he responded, trying to shove the familiar-looking green creature off of him. "What the kriff, Yoda?"

Yoda grinned widely. "You were sleeping like a lazy lump. I had to get you up." He started bouncing on Anakin again. "You can't catch me, na-na-na-na-na! Oops, too slow! Up, almost got me! Just kidding. Dude, you move like a sluggish bantha at the break of dawn. At least try to—ow!" Yoda was cut off as he was flung across the room. He hit a wall and then collapsed on the ground, motionless.

"Dude, you killed him!" Kit gasped, standing in the doorway. "He may have the mind of a kid, but he's still my Master!"

"He's your Alternate Self's Master," Anakin said. "He'll be fine. I didn't hurt him. He'll be up any second now."

As Anakin predicted, Yoda sprang to his feet, bored of the faking-an-injury game. "I'm telling!" he threatened, pointing an accusing finger at Anakin.

"Who're you going to tell?" Kit asked, genuinely curious. "You're the baddest dude in the galaxy. You and Mace rule this building. There is no higher authority than yourself."

Yoda pondered this a moment. "You're right! I'm going to…call a meeting. Right now. To discuss your punishment." He grinned, as if this was some sort of really fun game that he was winning. "Come with me, Real Kenobi and Real Fisto. You can be my squires! Escort this scumbag to the Council Chamber."

Anakin rolled his eyes. "Oh, boy. This'll be fun." He reluctantly pulled himself to his feet and let Kit take one arm and Obi-Wan the other. "The hilarious part is the fact that you two are actually listening to him."

Obi-Wan shrugged. "Two reasons."

"We're bored and it's fun," Kit said, summing up what Obi-Wan was about to say in five easy words.

Obi-Wan nodded. "Exactly."

Anakin decided to just laugh and go with it. "Okay, then." They walked awhile in silence, so Anakin decided to be conversational. "So how does this planet function anyway? Back home, the people who run the place are the strongest leaders and the most mature out of everyone else. If Yoda is…well…child-like, and Mace is no better, then who's running the Order? And what about the Senate?"

"Ooh, I'd like to visit the Senate!" Kit exclaimed excitedly. "Let's go there after Anakin gets his sentence." He chuckled, wondering what the Council could possibly do to the Jedi Knight when most of the people on it were probably less than serious in nature.

They soon found out. "Yoda, what's up?" Alternate Saesee Tiin eyed Anakin. "Ooh, did he do something bad? Are we calling a meeting over it? We haven't had anything exciting go on here in a while, you know," he said, turning from one face to another. He started talking faster and more emphatically. "Am I talking too much? People tell me that all the time. Especially Kit. He's so boring. All he talks about is the welfare of the Order and blah, blah, blah. He never has fun and he hardly ever talks. I wonder what the Order would be like without him. I mean, I love to have fun and stuff, but sometimes we need a little serious leadership. Boundaries should be drawn, I think, between seriousness and fun. There should be balance. That's my philosophy. Congratulations. You've just been given words of wisdom from Saesee Tiin. I hope I made your day, because I just love to talk to people, and—"

"Saesee?" Alternate Obi said at the same time that Alternate Kit said "Master Tiin?"

Alternate Saesee turned to the two Alternate Jedi. "Yeah?"

"Shut up," Alternate Obi said. "You're getting on their nerves. They're just too polite to tell you otherwise."

"I wouldn't have put it that way, Kenobi," Alternate Kit scowled. "You need to show more respect to your fellow Masters. I still wonder why you were put on this Council in the first place."

Alternate Obi shrugged. "They determine what happens here, you know."

Anakin raised an eyebrow. "We do?"

"Of course!" Alternate Yoda said. "Whenever you make a decision, it affects us. We're connected to you. If Kit was kicked off the Council, then Alternate Kit would be as well. Get my drift?"

"Yeah, we do, but that'll never happen," Kit said. "I'm too awesome to be kicked off the Council." He grinned, indicating that his words should not be taken as egotistical. He was just having fun, as always.

"If I had a choice, I would get half the Council dismissed from the Order," Alternate Kit sniffed.

"I agree," Alternate Anakin said. "But, unfortunately, we are tied to them. We have no choice but to do what is done in the real Order."

"You two would be kicked to the curb if it was up to me," Alternate Yoda said, his eyes on Alternate Anakin and Alternate Kit. "You're both way too boring for my taste."

"Well someone has to function in order to keep the Jedi running," Alternate Anakin pointed out. "Obviously most of you are incompetent to get anything done."

"We save lives just like you," Alternate Obi objected. "Just differently and with more…style."

"Let's just get this meeting started," Alternate Yoda said. "What's it about again?"

"Well, considering you called it, you should know," Alternate Anakin said.

Yoda shrugged. "I forget. It doesn't matter. Let's just—"

Before they could continue, a new figure joined their conversation. "Hey! I'm coming in, so don't freak out." Anakin, Obi-Wan, Kit, and Ahsoka, who had joined the group not too long ago, gasped at the sight of young Boba Fett. "It's raining outside. Did anyone notice? I'm wasted off juice, guys! What're you discussing? Is it important? Why are clones of yourselves here?"

"Oh my gosh, he's awesome!" Kit gasped. "Can we take him home? Please?"

Obi-Wan sighed patiently. "The delicate balance between this planet and ours is critical. Our being here alone is probably affecting the state of things."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Ooh, are you from the Real Universe? Awesome sauce! Can I have your autographs or something? I at least want some pictures to post on Spacebook. I can't believe you're actually here!" He started bouncing eagerly. "I'm feeling hyper. Can you tell? You probably can. Do you like ice cream? I love ice cream. I had a whole container of it before I decided to come over here and see what's up in the Order."

Alternate Kit eyed Alternate Boba. "Arrest him. He's a hostile."

The real Kit burst out laughing. "Him? You must be joking."

"No, he's not," Alternate Anakin said. "He's considered a hostile in your universe, so he is in ours as well."

"What are his crimes? Being too kriffing happy all the time?" Anakin asked skeptically. He was glad that this Alternate Council had their minds off of him. He wasn't particularly eager to undergo a punishment from a parody of the real Council.

"It matters not," Alternate Kit said. "Just take him away."

"No way!" Alternate Boba said, starting to run laps around the Council Chamber. "Kriff, why am I so jumpy? Can't…get…energy…out…" He finally stopped and collapsed on the floor. "Ugh. Sugar rush gone." He looked up at Obi-Wan. "Hi there." He was smiling broadly.

Obi-Wan smiled back. "Hello there."

"Let's go to the Senate!" Kit urged. "I want to see Alternate Bail and Alternate Amidala."

Anakin's eyes lit up instinctively at the mention of his wife. Obi-Wan was quick to notice and raised a questioning eyebrow. Anakin replied with a tiny shake of the head. Obi-Wan shrugged and said, "All right, then. The Senate it is."

"Come on, gang," Anakin urged, leading Ahsoka out. This whole thing was freaking him out a bit and he wanted to get out. The Senate would probably be even worse, but he hated the way Alternate Yoda was staring at him.

"Yeesh, who cares about the 'welfare' of Alderaan? Get me out of this mother-kriffing office or I'll snap." Alternate Bail was speaking to a hologram that the Jedi did not recognize. When he spotted them lingering in the doorway, he motioned for them to come in. "Just do what's necessary, dude, and leave me alone." He shut off the hologram. "What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?" He had his feet propped up on the desk, his entire figure was disheveled, and a drink of some sort was in his hand. He most certainly did not look like a busy man at the moment.

"Um, hey there," Anakin said.

"Let's see what we've got here," Obi-Wan said. "The real Bail is smart, responsible, patient, and very polite. So this guy would have to be irresponsible, impatient, slobby, and—"

"Downright stupid," Kit finished.

Alternate Bail narrowed his eyes. "What are you? Cops? Whatever it is, it wasn't me."

"Bail, what's going on in there?" a new voice drawled. Anakin was the first to turn to look at Alternate Padmé, who was just as unkempt as the Alternate Alderaanian Senator. She let out a loud, obnoxious burp, followed by laughter. "Did you hear that?"

"Who didn't?" Obi-Wan mumbled.

"I can top that one," Alternate Bail said, removing his feet from the desk. He burped even louder.

The Jedi laughed nervously. They were silenced by a glare from Alternate Padmé. "What are you laughing at?" she demanded.

"Um…you?" Kit answered, as if it was obvious. Well, technically, it was pretty obvious.

"Well, stop it," Alternate Padmé said. "Who are you, anyway?"

"Much more civilized than you," Ahoska said, speaking up for the first time in a while.

Kit held out his hand for a high-five, which Ahsoka promptly slapped. Anakin, however, was uncertain. He didn't particularly like this version of his wife. The real Padmé was so sweet and considerate. This one was downright rude. It was to be expected, right? Hating this person reflected just how much he loved his true wife.

"Look, we'd love to chat with you lovely people, but we've got to go. Portal's here," Kit said, pointing behind him. Sure enough, it was there.

"What is that?" the Alternate Senators asked in unison.

"Our ticket away from this madness," Anakin said. "See ya!" He practically dove into the Portal.

"Hey, that's my move!" Kit objected. "Ah, well. At least I can still do this." He saluted and dove in after Anakin.

"Goodbye…erm…Senators," Obi-Wan said, embarrassed. He stepped through without another word, followed by Ahoska.

Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own anything Star Wars related, nor do I own Myspace, Facebook, or any combination of the two. I also don't own the Brock's Dub reference, "I'm wasted off juice."

AN: So I've discovered, as you all have, that Fanfiction has adopted a new system of the reviewing system, where everyone without an account is referred to as Guest. Might I make a request to make up a penname for yourself and write it at the bottom of the review so I know who you are? That way, I can do my AU shoutouts to each reviewer without saying Guest #1 and Guest #2. That would be difficult for me and difficult for those who reviewed to distinguish which reviewer I'm referring to. For example, if I wrote a review, it would go something like this:

"Blah, blah, blah, words, words, words. Reviewed by Maralexa" or something like that. Just do it to make things easier on everyone. AaylaKit did this in her latest review on Invasion. I'd like it if everyone did the same. Thanks in advance!