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Shelti: Hi everyone!

Stick: Hello! Welcome to The Huggbees Show! Where... eh, you should know what we do.

Shelti: You have asked your questions! And we are grateful. So, without further ado, let's welcome our guest: PadmÉ Amidala!

*Jahari and Tom drag on PadmÉ and plunk her in a chair*

Shelti: HI PADMČ!!

PadmÉ: Ah! Who are you? Where am I?

Stick: You're on The Huggbees Show! You're our special guest.

PadmÉ: Huggbees Show?

Stick: Yes.

PadmÉ: Oh no. Anakin told me about this.

Shelti: So you must know how it works, then!

PadmÉ: You ask me questions, right?

Stick: Smart girl. And convinient. We don't have to explain it all. Ok, then, our first question is from Videan42.

Shelti: He's the answer to everything! ^>^

Stick: ...Whatever. Videan asks, "Why aren't you dead?"

PadmÉ: What?

Stick: "You must be dead, really really dead, I mean you were attacked by Sith, in the middle of a battle where hundereds of JEDI die, married to Darth Vader, and you like JAR JAR BINKS."

PadmÉ: Oh, well, just lucky I guess!

Stick: "Also, what's with you and Anakin? I mean, you're hitting on a ten year old! Just screwed up."


PadmÉ: Well, he's not THAT much younger than me, and he "hit on" me first.


Stick: Oh, shut up and ask the next question.

Shelti: Ok! Leap of Fate asks, "Did you and Obi ever have a *wink wink nudge nudge* thing? Smoochies! He's far more sophisticated than moody sand-obsessed teenage-angst posterboy Anakin' (not the most catchy nickname i'll grant you) *waves Obidala banner* we, controversy!"

PadmÉ: ...Obidala? Who's that?

Stick: ...

Shelti: She's asking if you like Obi-Wan, DUH.

PadmÉ: Well, of COURSE I do. But I don't LOVE him. I love Anakin, obviously! If I didn't, would I have married him?

Stick: You two are MARRIED??

PadmÉ: Yes.

Shelti: That's against Jedi rules!

Stick: But he turns away from the Jedi, remember?

Shelti: Oh, yeah.

PadmÉ: What?

Stick: Never you mind. Kylie asks, "Did you know that I hate you? And that most people do, not including fanboys? Did you also know that many, many people are looking forward to your gruesome, terrible, PAINFUL death in the 3rd movie? Huh, huh? Oh, and your clothes are ugly."

Padme: Well, I feel unloved.

Shelti: *pats* There, there. You're still loved by geeky obsessed fanboys.

PadmÉ: *sarcastically* Oh, I feel so much better.

Shelti: I knew you would.

Stick: Your clothes are ugly, though. So is your hair.

PadmÉ: -_-; Gee, thanks.

Shelti: Next question! "Exactly how many hairdressers do you have, and can I eat them?" asks Lei.

PadmÉ: She wants to EAT my hairdressers?? She's either a cannibal or extremely perverted.

Shelti: Knowing Lei, I'd go with the cannibal.

PadmÉ: As for her first question, I have a total of one hundred and twenty-four.

Shelti and Stick: O____O

Stick: Wow.

PadmÉ: *pats hair* Well, I have to have help to do my hairstyles! They're so elaborate.

Stick: But STILL... One hundred and twenty-four?! Anyway, "Why is it, if you know Anakin can't marry, that you wear all those skimpy outfits around him? Are you trying to torment him?" asks Yantor.

PadmÉ: Of course I'm not trying to torment him! I happen to like my skimpy outfits. Besides, we got married eventually, didn't we?

Shelti: True.

Stick: But again, that breaks Jedi rules!

PadmÉ: So? Anything for true love!

Shelti and Stick: ...

Stick: Whatever.

Shelti: *checks notes* Commercial time! We'll be right back after this word from our sponsors! Well, not really our sponsors, but anyway....


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Stick: And we're back!

Shelti: Hello!

PadmÉ: Whoo-pee. More dumb questions from dumb people now, I suppose?

Stick: Nope.

PadmÉ: Thank God.

Stick: Instead, you have to answer questions from us!

PadmÉ: And is that any better?

Shelti: Yes. So shut up and answer our questions. What's your real hair colour?

PadmÉ: I'm not going to answer that.

Shelti: You have to.

PadmÉ: No.

Shelti: Yes.

PadmÉ: No.

Shelti: Yes.

PadmÉ: No.

Shelti: *thinks for a moment* No.

PadmÉ: Yes.

Shelti: No.

PadmÉ: Yes.

Shelti: No.

PadmÉ: Yes, darmit, YES! My real hair colour is BLONDE. ...Oh crap.

Shelti: I KNEW IT!!!

Stick: *pats her* Of course you did, dear. Is it really blonde?

PadmÉ: *mad* Yes.

Stick: Woah. Really?

PadmÉ: *really mad now* Yes! Yes! Yes, ok?! I died it before I ran for queen because people never take blondes seriously! Something about us always being stupid...

Shelti: You speak as if they're wrong.

PadmÉ: ...

Stick: ...Shut up. So, PadmÉ, why did you become a politician?

PadmÉ: Well, I did it for the good of the people, of course. The people need a leader, someone strong, sure, who can support them and lead them in the right direction. *an American flag appears waving behind her and "O Canada" strikes up* That person may, or may not, be me. But that doesn't mean I won't try to be the best leader I can. I have only the good of the people in mind. If my planet is in trouble, I'll be there. If the people of my planet are in danger, I'll be there. I will fight for the safety and the lives of my people. I will lead them in the best direction I can find. I will --

Stick: Oh, will you SHUT UP?? This isn't the Presidential Primaries, you know. *turns to Shelti* And would you QUIT doing that?

Shelti: *was humming "O Canada", but stops now* Oh, sorry. One last question, I think, don't you?

Stick: THE question?

Shelti: Natch.

Stick: Go right ahead.

PadmÉ: What? What is THE question?

Shelti: PadmÉ. I have a very important question for you. It is a question that is very important and I am going to ask you this important question.

PadmÉ: Well, what is it?

Shelti: Will you... say huggbees for us?

PadmÉ: ...What?


PadmÉ: Gah! N -- oh, what the heck, fine. Huggbees.

Shelti: YAAAAAAAY!!! She said it! ^_^ Isn't that great?

Stick: Yeah, whatever. Well, that's our show. Tune in next time, when we bring on --Yoda!!


Kylie: Yoda the jumping flea!


Kylie: All right, all right.

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