HAPPY TURKEY DAY! Well it's been a while and I think now is a good time to post my new story! Here is umm my second story but unlike THE JEDI TARGET! This one is just for fun and it's not the sequel to the first story I wrote and also because I was bored out my freaking mind. So here it is. Enjoy! I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS AND LION KING! I also don't on any whip cream for my brownies! Please R&R!

List of Characters (some of them will not change from their original role):

Mufusa- Qui-Gon Jinn

Sarabi- Tahl (Tahl is not blind in this)

Simba- Obi-wan

Nala- Satine

Rafaiki- Yoda

Timon- Rex

Pumbaa- Cody


Shenzi, Ed, and Banzi- themselves


Lioness- Jedi

Note: the animals are people not animals


A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

There once a time when a raging civil war took place on the planet Patinas. The Jedi council ordered many Rouge Jedi to the planet, because at the time there was not many Jedi that could help this poor planet. But thanks to one of the rouges, Lou-Von Jinn, he was able to end the terrible war by showing them the peace through negotiations. The natives to the planet, who were human of course, but they praised the Jedi and offered them a home on the planet. Even offered them the job of the rulers of the planet. Jedi Master Yoda did not agree to this at first but Lou-Von was able to convince him that if all the rouges were on one world they could easily become contactable if the Jedi Council needed them.

So Lou became the King for two reasons only; one he was given it under Master Yoda's order and two is because he had already been married to a beautiful maiden named Tiana. They had two beautiful baby boys one only five years older than the other, Dooku and Qui-gon. However when they were finally old enough to be king, they had to prove themselves but Dooku being the oldest had more of a chance until he got injured. Qui-Gon had saved his brother and all looked at him as a hero and wanted him to be king. He was able to share the journey as king with his beautiful wife Tahl.

Now, present day, three years later, they have a beautiful son named Obi-wan. Today was Obi-wan's celebration and so many gathered in the court yard in front of the palace.

On the huge balcony over the courtyard, Qui-Gon stood watching all gather. He heard metal footfalls that came from the stairs that lead down below. A gold protocol droid, C-3P0, appeared at the top of the steps and bowed to Qui-Gon. He smiles and bows back.

Through the crowd a two foot tall Jedi walked slowly toward the balcony. Many bowed in respect as the elderly master walked by them. He ascended the steps and once at the top, Qui-gon and Yoda embraced. They pulled away to enter the palace and head toward Obi-wan's room.

Once there Qui-Gon opened the door to the room to see Tahl holding the infant in her arms. She knelt down in front of Master Yoda so he could see the infant. Yoda put a juice and sand he had collected on to Obi-wan's brow—a ceremonial crown. He gestured for them to follow him back to the main balcony. Qui-Gon and Tahl followed.

Yoda climbed onto the rail and took Obi-wan into his arms. He then used the force to lift Obi-wan up for the crowd to see. The crowd started to cheer and stamping. Suddenly the clouds part and a sun beam highlights Yoda and Obi-wan on the balcony. The crowd then bows down one by one. It was a celebration to remember.

In a dim light room, which was the office of Dooku, a strange noise is heard. A mouse comes out and starts peering into the light. It begins sniffing, but suddenly becomes frightened. Then a large hand swoops down and catches him.

Dooku is holding the squeaking and struggling mouse in his hand.

"Life's not far, is it?" Dooku said to the mouse. "You see I- well I… shall never be king." He exhaled lightly. "And you… shall never see the light of another day." He did a closed mouth laugh. He starts to reach for his lightsaber on his belt. "Adieu…" He laughs quietly.

Right as he activated his lightsaber, from the doorway, C-3PO interrupts. "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to abuse your pets?"

Dooku deactivates his blade and sighs. He closes his hand around the mouse. "What do you want?" he asked.

"I'm here to announce that King Qui-Gon is on his way," Threepio said then bowed. "So you better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony this morning."

The mouse managed to escape Dooku's fist.

"Oh now look Threepio, you've made me lose my… lunch."

"Hah! You'll lose more than that when the king gets through with you," he said. "He's as mad as a hippo with a hernia."

"Oooh… I quiver with fear."

Dooku was walking extremely close to Threepio's face giving him a dark look.

"Now Dooku, don't look at me that way," he turned to run. "Help!"

Dooku quickly pounces the droid and pulls him into a head lock, his hand over the droid's mouth piece.

"Dooku!" Qui-Gon said from the doorway.

"Mm-hmm?" was all Dooku could say.

"Drop him."

"Impeccable timing, your majesty," Threepio said through Dooku's hand.

Dooku pushed C-3PO away and spit at him. Threepio was slimed with spit and sweat from Dooku's hand.

"Eyyccch," Threepio said wiping himself off with a tissue.

"Why! If isn't my little brother descending from on high to mingle with the commoners," Dooku said sarcastically overjoyed.

"Tahl and I didn't see you at the presentation of Obi-wan," Qui-Gon said.

"That was today?" Dooku said faking astonishment. "Oh I feel simply awful."

Dooku turned and ran his nails down his desk. Threepio cringed at the sound. Dooku admired his nails afterward.

"Must have slipped my mind," he said.

"Yes, well, as slippery as your mind may be, as the king's brother, you should have been first in line," Threepio said.

Dooku clicked his teeth a t Threepio, who had shuffled toward his face. Threepio took cover behind Qui-Gon. Dooku walked over to speak to him.

"Well I was first in line… until the little twerp was born," Dooku said.

Qui-Gon leaned into his line of view to meet him eye to eye.

"That 'twerp' is my son… and you future king."

"Ohh, I shall practice my curtsy," Dooku said walking away to the back door.

"Don't turn your back on me Dooku," Qui-Gon said warningly.

Dooku looked over his shoulder. "Oh no, Qui-Gon. Perhaps you shouldn't turn your back on me."

Qui-gon roars and force jumps in front of Dooku, baring his teeth for the first time. "Is that a challenge?"

"Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you."

"Pity! Why not?" Threepio asked.

Dooku looks to Threepio. "Well as far as brains go, I got the Jedi's share. But when it comes to brute strength. "He looked at Qui-Gon. 'I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool." Dooku turned and left the room.

Threepio sighs deeply. "There's one every family sire… two in mine actually." He stands beside Qui-gon. "And they always manage to ruin special occasions."

"What am I going to do with him?" Qui-Gon asked.

"He'd make a very handsome fighting dummy."


And just think! Whenever he gets dirty, you could take him out and beat him."

They left Dooku's office chuckling.

That evening, a rainstorm gently crossed over the valley. Yoda sat in his tree hut and was painting on the wall. He completed a small human boy.

"Hmmm… ah heh heh heh heh heh…" Yoda was talking to himself. He looked at his master piece adding the crown. "Obi-wan."

Well what did you think? Please don't sue, I Love you all! * gets down on knees and begs* Please review!