Hey guys! Here's my latest Star Wars story written out of my eagerness to write a new one in time for May the 4th. When this idea entered my head, it was only going to be a little Drabble. But while I was writing, more and more ideas entered my head which I had to include. Here's the final result! Hope you like it! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars.

"Ladies, gentlemen and younglings, please welcome the one, the only and the legendary - Obi-Wan Kenobi!"

No sooner had the announcer finished his introduction than a figure entered the stage - by jumping down from the balcony above. The crowd went wild at the sight of him. Nobody in the auditorium had no trouble recognising him. They had all journeyed from across the galaxy to see him. Everyone in the audience had checked in their diaries to make sure they had no other commitments on May the fourth. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity to see this iconic legend.

As he stood in the centre of the stage with the spotlight casting down on him, Obi-Wan stood up straight as he faced the audience before him.

"Hello there!"

The crowd erupted into deafening cheers and applause. They were all ecstatic that Obi-Wan had said the line they wanted him to say. It was a surreal experience to those words coming out of the Jedi Master himself straight to their ears.

Obi-Wan smiled and bowed. He knew he had given the whole audience what they wanted. He could easily finish his show now,

having satisfied them all - when he heard a familiar coughing sound coming from the crowd, following by a voice he knew all too well.

"General Kenobi! You are a bold one!"

Right at that moment, another spotlight was lit up. Instead of casting onto the stage, it fell onto the crowd. Sitting amongst the humans was a certain robotic Jedi hunter who Ono-Wan knew all too well.

"You have to be bold, my dear Grevious," Obi-Wan declared, "to stand in front of a crowd and give them an entertaining show!"

"So it's an entertaining show these people want, is it?" Grevious stood up from his seat,. "I'll give them an entertaining show - where they'll get to see me slaughter you!"

"Well do hurry up and get yourself up here!" Obi-Wan leaned a nearby the pillar on the stage. "I don't have all day to do this performance."

Grievous trudged through the crowd, coughing all the way and bumping several heads with his limps. The spotlight followed him as he headed to the stage. It took him a while to pull himself up onto it to join the young Jedi he planned to destroy.

"Alright, Jedi scum!" Grievous hissed, igniting all four of his lightsabers. "Let's give this audience a show they'll never forget!"

Obi-Wan pulled his own lightsaber out with the use of the Force. The moment he switched it on, he sprung into action. He began to duel with Grevious. He was able to defend himself with his weapon, despite only having one while the Jedi hunter had four.

As they watched the fight before them, the audience cheered. This was certainly proving to be an exhilarating show. They had expected Obi-Wan just to deliver some one-liners on the stage, but they hadn't expected to witness him to duel with his lightsaber.

"So d'you think all your fans are on your side?" Grevious sneered - which was impossible to see under his mask.

"I would say so!" Obi-Wan shrugged. "After all, they cheered for me the moment I greeted them in stage. I would say this show has peaked. You may as well go home now since there's no reason for you to be here."

"I think not!" Grevious raised his lightsabers over his head. "The moment I destroy you, Kenobi, this will become The General Grievous Show!"

Before he could bring down his weapons to slice the glowing crystal blades through the young Jedi, Grevious suddenly yelped as he was suddenly stabbed. A lightsaber had ploughed through him, but it had not come from Obi-Wan. With a final couch, the defeated Jedi stage fell down dead on the stage floor - to reveal that standing behind him was the latest person trying to hijack the show.

The audience all gasped in awe. They were all shocked to see someone they all thought to be so cool on stage before them.

"You?!" Obi-Wan cried. "Darth Maul?"

"That's right, young Jedi!" The Sith apprentice pulled down his hood to reveal his red and black spiky head. "It's time you and I had a round two! Let's finish what we started!"

"You've become a lot more talkative since then," Obi-Wan commented, recalling how Maul had been silent during their first duel. "But I'm not letting you take over my show!"

"We'll see about that!" Maul sneered as he raised his lightsaber which he'd used to stab Qui-Gon Jin in the past. "After all, everyone in this audience thinks I'm cool!"

As the Jedi and Sith apprentice proceeded to have their battle, the audience went crazy again. They had waited a long time to see another battle between Obi-Wan and Darth Maul. Never had they thought they would see it right before their eyes.

Everyone watched as the two enemies duelled on the stage. Obi-Wan's single blue blade was able to block off both of Maul's red ones. They clashed their weapons against each other for some time before Obi-Wan managed to bright it to an end - in exactly the same way he'd won their first battle.

With a swift swing of his lightsaber, the Jedi Master sliced the blade through Maul's waist, slicing the young Sith in half.

"Ugh… Not again…" Maul managed to groan before his upper body came away from the lower part. It plunged into the pit which held the show's orchestra, landing straight into a giant tuba, blocking anymore sound from coming out.

The audience clapped and cheered once again. They were all satisfied with the second duel between Obi-Wan and Maul. It had been a real treat to see on stage, even if it meant witnessing the death of the Sith apprentice they were all infatuated by.

"That takes care of him," Obi-Wan huffed, deactivating his lightsaber. "Let's have no more intruders up on this stage. We really need to focus on the star of the show-"

"Which is me!"

Obi-Wan swung around. He was astonished to see a figure jump down from the balcony to land behind him on the stage. His eyes widened as the spotlight cast onto the latest person to interrupt his show - while the audience gasped again upon seeing who it was.

"Anakin?!" Obi-Wan cried. "What in blazes are you doing here?! I told you to stay on the balcony!"

"It's not fair, Master! You always hold me back and never allow me to prove how good I am!" Anakin whined. "Well I've had it with that duty you gave me to control the stage lights! I'm taking over this show now, giving the audience the real entertainment they desire!"

Anakin stood in the middle of the stage, gazing out at the audience who were all staring at him. He smiled, thinking everyone in the crowd was glad to see him.

"Let's start off by talking about sand," he announced. "I don't like sand! It's course and rough and irritating - and it get's everywhere!"

The audience began to boo and hiss. They were not impressed by the material Anakin was delivering to them. This was not what they had come to see.

Realising that the crowd were not a bit amused by his lame attempts to make them laugh, Anakin turned to glare at Obi-Wan, intending to blame him for his poor reception.

"You turned them against me!" he whined childishly.

"You have done that yourself," Obi-Wan bellowed. "It's clear you are not cut out for stand-up comedy, my young apprentice!"

"Well I should be!" Anakin hollered. "Someday I will be! I will be the most funny comedian ever! I will even learn to stop people from dying of laughing at my jokes!"

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. He felt his young apprentice didn't need to bother with such a skill. No one in the audience was in danger of dying of laughing; there wasn't a chuckle or a giggle or a snicker to be heard from any of them over Anakin's pathetic jokes.

The crowd continued to boo. They were beginning to consider demanding a refund for their tickets.

"Can you not see how entertaining I am?" Anakin boasted. "I have brought smiles and laughter with my new show!"

"Your new show?" Obi-Wan frowned.

"Don't make me throw you off the stage…"

"Anakin, these people are here for An Audience With Obi-Wan-Kenobi - TO SEE ME!"

"If you're not here for me," Anakin growled as he turned back towards the audience angrily, "then you're my enemy!"

The crowd booed and hissed louder. Not a single one of them cared that Anakin classed them as his enemies. They all disliked him for trying to steal the spotlight from the legend they had come to see.

"Only a Sith tries to ruin a good show for everyone," Obi-Wan sighed, reactivating his lightsaber. "I will do what I must - if only to stop your feeble attempts at comedy."

"You will try!"

No sooner had Anakin switched on his own lightsaber than the Jedi and his Padawan began to duel. They stuck their lightsabers against one another. Both were determined to be the star of the show. Neither was willing to be upstaged by the other.

The audience could not tear their their faces from the duel on the stage. To see the Jedi Master and his apprentice battle it out before them was exhilarating. They were all literally on the edge of their seats. This show was proving to be far more gripping than they'd expected. They watched the fighting lair, chanting the name of the one they wanted to win.

"Obi-Wan! Obi-Wan! Obi-Wan!"

Hearing that the audience was on his side lifted Obi-Wan's spirits. He blocked a blow from Anakin's lightsaber as he gazed out from the stage as all his cheering admirers.

"I wont fail you, fans," he promised. "I won't fail you!"

Anakin narrowed his eyes. They were filled with jealousy over how the entire audience adored his master and nobody liked him.

"I should've known nobody here would appreciate ingenious humour!"

"Anakin!" Obi-Wan yelled. "Your comedy material is stupid!"

"From my point-of-view, the audience are stupid!"

The crowd began to boo more loudly and angrily. They didn't take kindly to what Anakin had called them all.

"Well then you are lost!"

At that moment, Obi-Wan jumped up with the use of the Force. He flew out of the audience's view to land on the balcony above the stage. He stood behind the stage light, peering down to where it was cast onto his apprentice.

"It's over, Anakin! I have the high ground!"

Once again, the audience went insane. Despite not being able to see Obi-Wan where he was standing, they could all perfectly hear him say the line which excited every one of them.

"You underestimate my power!"

"Don't try it!"

Instead of jumping up as Obi-Wan had done, Anakin raised his arm. He sneered as he pointed it towards where his mentor-turned-enemy was standing. He began to summon the Force, trying to cause the balcony on which his Master stood to collapse.

"Oh…" Obi-Wan mumbled, seeing what Anakin was doing and realising what was about to happen. "Not good…"

There was a loud crack.

It was not the balcony, however, which was stating in one piece with Obi-Wan safely upon it.

Anakin had accidentally aimed his powers - at the stage light.

It had been broken away from the balcony with the strength of the Force. Now it was plunging straight towards the stage - right where the Jedi who'd turned to the Dark Side stood.

"Oops…" Anakin muttered.

A huge crash filled the auditorium as the stage light landed on the young Darth Vader. Anakin howled in pain from the impact which struck a long of pain through him. He was thrown off his feet to land face-down on the stage floor. He lifted his head up to peer towards the balcony. His pain-filled eyes narrowed when he saw Obi-Wan standing there, completely unharmed.

"YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE!" Obi-Wan wailed. "IT WAS SAID YOU WOULD ILLUMINATE MY SHOW, NOT HIJACK IT! BRING LIGHT TO THE STAGE, NOT LEAVE IT IN DARKNESS!"

"I HATE YOU!" Anakin roared before his head planted to the floor as he fell unconscious.

Obi-Wan jumped down from the balcony to land back in the centre of the stage. There, he was greeted by cheers and applause from the audience. They had all stood from their seats to show their appreciation for the Jedi who had entertained them. A smile crossed his bearded face at the reception he was receiving from his fans, forgetting what had just happened to Anakin.

"You were a wonderful audience! I loved you!"

The crowd went wild for a final time as Obi-Wan bowed, preparing to take his leave, but not without bidding farewell in the way he knew his admirers would love.

"Goodbye, old friends - and may the Force be with you."

Smiling as he relished the clapping and cheering which was all for him, the Jedi walked off stage, leaving the motionless behind without a second thought. He made his way into the right-hand wing, where two figures were waiting for him, having been watching his show from the wings.

"Another happy audience!" Obi-Wan grinned. "So how did I do?"

The two figures stared at Obi-Wan for a moment. Not a word of their opinions came out of either of them until the shorter one of the pair smiled up at the taller one.

"Been overshadowed in his own show, Obi-Wan has," Yoda said, his gruff voice full of amusement. "How embarrassing! How embarrassing!"

"Maybe so, but you managed to pull it off and give the crowd the entertainment they expected from you," said the Force Ghost of Qui-Gon. "I'm proud of you, my old apprentice."

Obi-Wan beamed. He was glad to be able to still please his former mentor who'd trained him while he'd been alive. Even as an expierence Jedi Master himself now, he felt he owed a a lot to Qui-Gon.

"You were right about one thing, Master; the time to please the crowd was short."

Qui-Gon nodded with a smile. He knew Obi-Wan had it in him to please his fans in only a number of minutes. He felt honoured to have been the one to train the Jedi who had become a legend who would be loved for many years to come.

"Lord Vader? Can you hear me?"

Anakin opened his eyes.

The first thing he noticed as he regained consciousness was that his head was covered by his iconic mask. He found himself dressed in his signature dark breathing suit. He struggled to his feet to see that standing with him was none other than Palatine. The Emperor must've found out what had happened to him when the falling spot light had struck him. It seemed he'd come onto the stage to give him the medical attention he needed by putting him into the suit which transformed Anakin Skywalker into Darth Vader.

"Yes, Master…"

Vader turned away from Palpatine to gaze from the stage into the auditorium. To his surprise, it was no longer packed with the countless people who'd come to see Obi-Wan. Not a single person was left in any of the city. The whole venue was empty. The only noise to fill it was the iconic sound of Vader's breathing.

"Where are the audience?" he asked, still hoping for a chance to preform his so-called comedy in front of the public. "Is this the interval?"

"It seems in your unconsciousness," Palpatine whispered ominously, "you missed the show."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Vader bellowed despairingly, his loud anguished voice echoing through the entire empty auditorium.

Thanks for reading! Hope these crazy ideas which came to me while I was writing this story gave you some laughs! Have a great Star Wars Day - and may the Force be with you! ;D