My very first drabble! I feel oh-so-fandom proud of myself. I have now achieved a level of nerd-dom never before reached in all of my previous experiences. Life is good. Drabble is one hundred words, excluding the title.

The immolation scene in RotS saddened me terribly, for many reasons. So, I did what I do best-took my reverentgrief and turned it into an amusing disregard for all decency. Enjoy!

I feel pretty, oh so pretty!

George Lucas watched academically while Obi-Wan Kenobi sliced Anakin Skywalker's legs and remaining arm off.

His assistant observed Lucas' satisfaction. "We just about finished the edits on this one, Boss?"

Lucas nodded absently, seeing the scene through.

Anakin burst into flames, face melting.

A tortured scream split the air. The assistant flinched, bewildered. "What was that?"

"A tremour in the bank account. It's as though a million fan girls suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced."

"Oh. . . So, we're done here."

Lucas grinned at Anakin on the editing screen. "Oh, yeah. You're going down, pretty boy."