Seriously?

Okay, so basically the gang is filming Episode III.

"Seriously?" Padmé asked, brows furrowing.

Anakin tried to hold in a laugh. This plot twist was stupid.

"I'm supposed to die of heartbreak?" the Senator demanded.

The producer nodded proudly. "You love Anakin so much that when your heart breaks, you die."

"That's ridiculous!" Padmé burst out.

Anakin couldn't hold it in anymore. He started laughing his head off. Next to him, Obi-Wan was snickering, hiding it in the folds of his cloak.

"You just couldn't think of another way for me to go, huh? What about actually having him kill me off?"

The producer shook his head. "Nope. Sorry. That's too violent."

"What? Hypocrite! That's- that's-"

"Much more dramatic that death is," Yoda put in, nodding wisely, then starting to chuckle.

"AGH!" Padmé yelled. " I'm such a Mary-Sue in this movie! It's so annoying! This is so stupid! I was a former queen and a Senator! In your TV universe, I led a planet through invasion and survived so many battles, and I die of a silly little thing like heartbreak! How stupid can you get?"

The Jedi just kept laughing. This was too good. Just way too good.

"Sorry, Senator. We can't always acknowledge your wishes."

"MY WISHES? WHAT ABOUT THE PEOPLE WHO WATCH THIS SHOW, HUH? WHAT WILL THEY THINK WHEN I DIE OF FREAKING HEARTBREAK?"

"They'll just have to deal with it," the producer said calmly. "Now, let's get to the action. Down on the bed please, Senator."

Padmé just wanted to shoot him in the head.

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