"Hi! You're watching this 'Question Corner' update, and I'm sorry to inform you that Brotherhood Weeks is over. BUT! If you're favorite clone hasn't been interviewed, than don't fear! They'll more in likely in interrogated-I mean interviewed in this up-coming Christmas special! That's right, happy December 6th, but we're doing our Christmas countdown NOW!" I say, wearing a comfy, red sweater with a black belt wrapped around my waist, "Our next guests are, as we all promised, Ahsoka tano and her Jedi younglings. We'll have them all on at once and to help us out, why don't you suggest a few Christmas hats for each of the kids, and Ahsoka, to wear? Make sure they're creative, you have to go above and beyond Santa hats and Elf hats!"

I then look down and read from a card, "Also, remember that question back at the start of 'Brotherhood Weeks'? It was from 'ShadowMaster77', ' If you work for the Jedi, but you are under Palpatine's command, and you were asked by Palpatine to kill the Jedi, and a Jedi told you to kill Palpatine...which would you do?" and today we have the results!" I hold up the piece of paper in my hands, "This has the pole to everyone who's answered!" Suddenly, water squirts on the piece of paper and Greg tackles me to the floor, while Mini clutches a water-gun and is panting over me.

"What was that for?" I groan, pushing Greg off of me and rubbing my right temple.

Mini replies, "We're stopping you! No one should know the answers."

My brows knitted together, "What? Guys, you are ridiculous." I reached forward to pick up the soggy piece of paper off the floor when John snatched it from me. He tore it in a dozen pieces and let Mini squirt some more water on it.

Not amused, I look at Greg on the floor and ask, "Why are you in on this?"

"I owe Mini twenty bucks," He shrugged, "She said I would only owe her fifteen if I did this."

Standing back up, I brush off the dirt from my new Christmas sweater and say to the camera, "Don't worry, you guys. We'll get your answers soon." I send a glare at my crew, "And I hope there won't be anymore interruptions."

John smiles at the camera and says, "While I'm here. This is 'Question Corner' getting you the questions you've been waiting for."

"John!" I bark, and the camera catches the last few seconds of me chasing after him. Mini also darted after me while squirting water at my backside, giving me a cold chill up my spine. "He was only teasing, Miss Kale!" She yelled.

Greg's is still on the floor when he turns to the camera and shrugs, "Don't forget," He says, "next week is Ahsoka and the Jedi younglings. Pick Christmas hats for them to wear and, keep in mind, we're a M-rated story." He smirks and cracks his knuckles, "You ask one wrong question and I'll-"

"Greg!" I run up to him from backstage, all soaking wet. I grab him by the elbow and pull him up off the floor, while nagging, "Don't be mean to the audience! Gosh, where's your Christmas spirit." I pushed him backstage and said to the camera, "Sorry, I'll get him some more hot cocoa with those little marshmallows in the middle and that'll cheer him up."

Greg yells, "Why would you say that?!"

"Anyway! Ask your question, keep away from M-rated, or even slightly T-rated questions, and we'll all have a Merry, Merry Christmas!" I wave goodbye.