Amp: The New Mt. Dew
Last time, Qui-Gon, Anakin, and Obi Wan were going to the new quadrant in their spaceship. Unfortunately, Kirsten and Sabra snuck aboard, and they started to sing "99 Bottles of Pop On The Wall". Lets see where they are now.............
Kirsten/Sabra: 8 bottles of pop on the wall. 8 bottles of pop...
Obi Wan (chanting over and over): Killing is bad, killing is wrong. Killing is bad, killing is wrong...
15 minutes later...
Obi Wan (with one eye twitching): Killing is bad, killing is wrong. Killing is bad, killing is wrong...
Kirsten/Sabra: 1 bottle of pop on the wall, 1 bottle of pop. You take one down, pass it around. NO MORE BOTTLES OF POP ON THE WALL!!!!! WAHHHHH!!!!
Obi Wan (stops chanting to notice the silence): They're QUIET??? Starts to dance. YAY!!!! I gotta go tell Qui-Gon and Anakin!
Kirsten and Sabra look at the dancing Obi Wan, and then at each other.
Kirsten/Sabra (at the top of their lungs): 99 BOTTLES OF POP ON THE WALL! 99 BOTTLES OF POP!!!!!!!
Obi Wan: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kirsten and Sabra laugh their heads off and open up new cans of pop.
Qui Gon: Obi Wan, remember what that big scary guy said on the hologram. They can't be harmed in any way at all.
Kirsten: Awww! I knew there was a reason you are my
fave Jedi today!
Sabra: I still like you, Obikinns. Even if you want to kill us.
Obi Wan: I don't want to kill you. I just want to bash your heads together so you will pass out. If you just happen to die, then I can't control it.
Kirsten: Don't worry, Obi-Man....You can be my favorite Jedi tomorrow!!!!! Singing loudly TOMORROW! TOMORROW!!!! I LOVE YOU TOMORROW!!!!! YOU'RE ONLY A DAAAAAAYYYYY............ AWAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Obi Wan (sarcastically): Great.... looking forward to it.
Kirsten: I know... I love you too. Gives Obi Wan a big hug. Obi Wan is heard making choking sounds. In fact... he is choking.
Obi Wan: Akkkk.choke Let go choke of choke me choke please! choke Kirsten immediately stops choking him. She gives Obi Wan a big kiss and runs off laughing with a can of Mt. Dew in her hand.
Obi Wan: Ok...what was that all about?
Anakin: Maybe she had one too many Mt. Dews.
Sabra: AWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!! HOW CUTE!!!!! KRISSIE AND OBI ARE GOING OUT!!!!!!!
Obi Wan: I'M NOT GOING OUT WITH THAT.... THAT FREAK!!!!!!!!
Anakin: You know, denial really means that it's true...
Obi Wan: Fine then.... I'm going out with (shudders) Kirsten.
Sabra: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!! THEY MAKE SUCH A CUTE COUPLE!!!!!!!!! When's the wedding?
Obi Wan: WHAT?????? I'M NOT GOING OUT WITH HER!!!!!!!
Sabra: Yes you are! You just admitted it!
Obi Wan: But that was just to get you to shut up!
Sabra is too busy decorating the ship to listen to Obi Wan. Obi Wan sits down to cry.
Obi Wan (muttering): Why can't I kill them? At least I can put a roll of Duct tape over their mouths. Hopefully I can.
Meanwhile..............................
Stephanie: I hope that Obi, Qui Gon, and Anakin are ok...........
Carrie: Me too......... It seems like it's been forever since we last saw them. That really sucks. Who are we gonna have fun with now?
Erica: Oh, we have someone..........
Zoom out to someone tied to a chair. It's Luke, surrounded by Furbys and all 60,000 of the clones playing with the Furbys.
Anonymous Furby: MAMA! ME HUNGRY!!!!!!!! AH AH!!!!!!!
Carrie Clone 10,592: Here Luke, you seem bored. You can play with the Furby now...
Luke: No, really. Don't....
It was too late. Carrie clone 10, 592 has already placed her Furby in his lap. The rest of the clones place their Furbies on the floor by him.
Anonymous Furby: I'M HUNGRY!!!! AH AH!!!!
All of the Furbys (shouting): FEED US NOW, LUKE!!!!!!!
Luke: HELP ME!!!!!!!! SOMEBODY!!!!!! ANYBODY!!! JUST SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!!!!!!
Back in the Ship…
Anakin: Did you just hear something? Sounds like someone pounding on the floor.
Obi Wan/Qui Gon/Kirsten/Sabra: Nope.
Kirsten: I think you're insane.
Sabra: Yeah. I think you're imagining things.
They then heard a loud THUMP and someone yelling "HELP ME!!!!!!!!!" Then they saw Luke crash through the door with a chair on his back and millions of Furbys chasing after him.
Luke: THAT'S IT! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!! Where's the script?
Qui-Gon: Luke??? What are you doing here?
Luke: No time to talk... need the script.
A big mysterious hand, about as big as the people, slides into the ship and hands Luke the script. Luke bends over it and scribbles, muttering to himself.
Luke: There! Finished.
Anakin: What did you do?
Luke: I made Carrie, Erica, Stephanie, and me be on this ship too. I made all the clones go back home.
Obi-Wan: Why didn't you just re-write it so that Kirsten, Sabra, Stephanie, Erica, and Carrie had to go home too?
Luke: I just had to suffer forever with thousands of clones playing with Furbies... it's your turn to be tortured...
With that, Luke skips out the door.
Qui-Gon (as the door is shutting): But... we had to suffer through Kirsten and Sabra...
Anakin: Well, ummmm. What do we do now?
Obi-Wan: We need to find something to occupy them with.
Qui-Gon: And fast, or they'll find something themselves.
During all of this, they haven't noticed how quiet it's gotten. Finally getting suspicious, they turn around to spot the girls playing a game.
Obi-Wan: Ooo! Charades! I love this game!
The three guys walk over and join their game. Carrie is acting first. She stands, at attention, and moves her index finger from her eye down her cheek.
Anakin: A person crying?
Carrie shakes her head no.
Qui-Gon: A sad person?
Carrie shakes her head no again.
Suddenly Sabra stands up, jumping with excitement.
Sabra: It's the emotional hardships of an Indian girl as her people have been moved out of their homeland across strange lands and her getting separated on the way!
Everyone just stares at Sabra. Carrie shakes her head no.
Kirsten: I know! It's the emotional hardships of an Indian boy as his people have been moved out of their homeland across strange lands and him getting separated on the way.
The guys just roll their eyes at her.
Carrie: Yay! Kirsten got it right!
Qui-Gon: How did she get all that from that?
Anakin: It's best not to question their logic.
Kirsten skips to the front and sticks two fingers up from behind her head.
Obi-Wan (stands up, jumping with joy): The social changes that have taken place since Easter has become yet another capitalistic holiday created just so the candy business can get more money into their greasy pockets?
All they guys start high-fiving Obi-Wan.
Sabra: No stupid, it's a bunny.
Kirsten: Yup, Sabra got it right.
Obi-Wan: Bu... Bu...
Qui-Gon: Come on, let's get out of here
Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon, and Anakin all leave, Obi-Wan still muttering Bu... Bu...
Sabra: Yay! We finally got rid of them!
Erica: Yeah, I thought it would take forever for them to leave.
Kirsten: Anyways, we each know our roles to play, right?
Sabra/Stephanie/Erica/Carrie: Yes...
Kirsten: Ok... then let's get going.
Sabra: WAIT!!! We have to do our little hands on top of each other sports thing!
Stephanie: But they can be back at any moment!
Sabra: I don't care. Come on...
All the girls get in a circle and out their hands on each other's hands.
Kirsten: 1
Sabra: 2
Erica: 3!
Sabra/Kirsten/Stephanie/Erica/Carrie: LET'S DRINK AMP!!!
They all look around them, seeing if anyone had heard them, then start giggling. Carrie, Erica, and Stephanie leave the room from a different door then the guys used, and Kirsten and Sabra leave from a third different door.
Luke (walking in from a 4th door): Hey, is something going on in here? I thought I hea- Hey! Where'd everybody go? (shouting) Obi-Wan! Qui-Gon! Anakin!
In a different room in the ship. Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Qui-Gon are in it playing poker.
Qui-Gon: Hey, I think I just heard Luke calling us…
Anakin: Yeah, I heard him too.
Obi-Wan: He's probably just trying to get us to help him handle the girls…
Anakin: Probably
Qui-Gon: Well I say we leave him to suffer by himself then. He's the one that let Carrie, Erica, and Stephanie be on the ship…
Obi-Wan: Hey, that is true... ok then.
The guys go back to playing their poker game.
Back in the original room…
Luke: Those idiots! Why wont they come? Oh wait… I need to blow our secret super power whistles!
Luke pulls a bright, neon pink whistle out of his pocket it and blows it, but no sound is heard. Luke gets frustrated, bangs it against a table, and blows it again. This time, it plays a cute little tune. Suddenly, 3 doors open, then slam shut, revealing a shocking development…Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon, and Anakin have appeared, each wearing skin tight jumpsuits, with gaudy belts, capes, and headbands and wristbands around their foreheads and wrists. Obi-Wan is all in bright blue, Qui-Gon is in neon green, and Anakin is in vivid yellow.
Qui-Gon: What's wrong fellow Star-kateer?
Luke (laughing hysterically): Oh man! I had forgotten how hilarious you guys looked in those uniforms!!!
The three guys return his statement with evil glares. One of them uses the force to summon up a changing screen, while the others used their powers to change Luke. Suddenly, the screen disappears to reveal Luke… dressed all in pink.
Luke: Aww man, why'd you guys have to do that?
Anakin: If we have to suffer, you have to suffer.
Luke: Fine, Fine. Anyways, I called you all here because we have a problem.
Obi-Wan (interrupting): Somebody ate all the blueberry pies we were saving for dinner again?
Everybody stares pointedly at Qui-Gon.
Qui-Gon: Hey, I was hungry… How was I supposed to know they were for dinner?
Obi-Wan: There was a Post-It note stuck on it that said "Do Not Eat…Saving For Dinner. This means YOU Qui-Gon!"
Anakin: We ended up having to eat frozen water for dessert!
Qui-Gon: Well-
The rest of his words are drowned out as the three of them start arguing. Finally getting frustrated, Luke blows his whistle again. They promptly stop their arguing.
Luke: No! This is not about the blueberry pies; although I do have to agree with Qui-Gon that food should not be left lying out on a counter by itself with a knife and a plate right next to it...
Anakin: But…
Luke: No buts! Just listen! Kirsten, Sabra, Stephanie, Carrie, and Erica have all disappeared.
Anakin, Qui-Gon, and Obi-Wan start cheering. Luke has to blow the whistle again to get them to listen.
Luke: Wait! This is not a good thing. Now listen for once! We are less than a day away from Garbleglockinheimanshloshers territory. Now, the girls aren't on the ship, or we'd have heard explosions by now. The only option that leaves us is that they are not here anymore. I am almost positive that if we check the flyers, they'd be gone. If the girls go into GGHS's territory, it could bring awful repercussions, including death for us and the rest of the universe. We have to find the girls before they do any lasting damage! And since you guys didn't come when I first called, who knows how far they are now?
Qui-Gon: The other side of the universe?
Anakin smacks Qui-Gon in the head.
Obi-Wan: So we have to go find the girls… and fast. The fate of the world rests in our hands!
Qui-Goon: And the fate of all blueberry pies… without the people, who would make them?
Everybody smacks Qui-Gon in the head then leave out separate doors.
THE END! (For now!)
Author's Note: Steph- Hey all… You like? We worked hard on it… Anyway... we've now reached the end of the finished-writing-stories-but-haven't-posted-yet stories. We're still writing the next one, Livewire: A Whole New Experience. But as soon as we finish it, we'll post J. Anyhoo, Hope you liked! Please review!
Author's Note: Sabra- Hi everyone in fan fiction land! Did you find enjoyment in our 4th story? Sorry… I'm trying to sound smarter. Oh well. J Please review. But please read it before you review it.
Author's Note: Kirsten- Hey and hi everyone! Well, I don't have much to say except for the usual 'come review out story' and yada yada blah blah blah. Little Leggie isn't gonna say anything since he is currently convincing Little Obi Wan to chug a 44 oz slushie. I gotta go stop them. HUGGLES!
Disclaimer: We own NOTHING…Honestly! I swear! What? You don't believe me!?!?! FINE! Take my trumpet! See if I care! I hope you're happy now that you've taken away my only possession in life! Now if you excuse me, I'm gonna go skulk in a corner now…