Title: HSU: Movie Meandering
Author: Kendra
Rating: AQF (A quick fic)
Archive: fine
Disclaimer: GL owns it all, but we take way better care of our Obi.
Timeline: After Darry's 'The Ascent of Man'
Notes: I just had a really goofy idea, here's the quick fic. Sorry for the mess.

"Oh that really sucked," Emmy groaned before reaching into the bowl of popcorn and eating another handful.

"It wasn't that bad," the General chimed in, trying to be diplomatic.

"Please, what movie were you just watching?" Julia questioned as the General sighed, knowing it would be a useless battle so he just grabbed a handful of Doritos and munched contently.

"Royally sucked," Laure added as she lounged casually upon a mass of pillows at the General's feet before the widescreen TV.

Jael sat quietly in the corner polishing the new sword Max had given her as a 'whatever' present, before her eyes became a mixture of glossy giddiness and down right maniacal glee. "You know, we could do much better."

"Better at what?" Dor asked, momentarily having been distracted by a naughty text message on her phone from Xani.

"Better at making a movie than this...this...moronic garbage," Ellie exclaimed rather dramatically.

"You really think so?" JenJen questioned, glancing up from her latest Pink Banana spring edition catalogue.

Emmy stomped one clunky slipper- didn't know they had clunky slippers did you? Emmy stomped one clunky slipper and quickly stood up, nearly sending the General's Doritos to the floor, but thankfully since he's a Jedi, he saved the bag.

"Yes, we can do much better!" The Diva shouted with determination, making Shana who was on her left cringe at the volume, while the General who was to her right put a hand to his ear, hoping to bring back his hearing.

"We're all talented, energetic, complicated..." -at this point insert naughty Obi-Wan grin while the Diva spouts our virtues.

"Hardworking..."- insert Dor's laughter while texting a note back to Xani about their supposed upcoming Vegas nuptials, but the effect was profound for her laughter as all eyes turned in her direction

"What?" The Librarian questioned, looking around.

"I say we make our own movie," Tara agreed while polishing her fire department hat to a lovely, glittery gleam.

"But what would we make a film about?" Shana asked while toying with the remote control, then banging it soundly against the end table when it wouldn't work.

"About anything we want to..."Emmy stated triumphantly as the General shot her an alarmed look from the corner of his eyes.

"...We will correct all the wrongs that have been inflicted upon us and the General," Julia piped up with a nod of her head.

"Who will be the star of this film?" Jen questioned, turning the page of her catalogue.

The Diva just gave the Pink Banana Ho an eye roll and then did her patented 'pphhhhtt' wave of her hand. "Why Obi-Wan of course."

With this sudden and unexpected declaration, the General promptly began choking on his Doritos, making his secretary reach over and soundly smack him on the back. "Oh nooooo," the General sputtered in objection as he was blatantly ignored, if the sudden rush of excited female voices echoing about him were any indication.

"Can we have him wet?" Kendra asked, with that Water Ho gleam in her eyes. But she too was being ignored while still continuing to thump the General on the back, even after his near choking incident was avoided.

Waving her arms excitedly-okay, one little swat at an annoying gnat- Dor spoke up after gaining control after reading Xani's latest message about locking her out of the library if she continued to insist he had proposed. "We have the camera equipment, or I should say Darry has the stuff," Dor reminded.

Everyone nodded their heads - Okay most did, some were too busy plotting and planning. "I'm sure we have the sound equipment," Sere added as Julia hurriedly tried to take notes of this impromptu movie meeting.

"Can we have the General in water?" Kendra once again asked, a little annoyance in her voice, yet once again she was ignored.

"I'm sure if we all work together we can come up with a script," Emmy thought aloud while tapping her finger to her lips.

"Who needs a script!" Ellie giggled.

"Right, just tell the General to take his clothes off, step in the shower, soap up, voila. Then we move on to act two," Dor suggested while soundly smashing her cell phone against the palm of her hand when the batteries began to get low.

"Grrls...grrls," the General tried to interrupt but much like his secretary, he suddenly became invisible to the giddiness of this new venture.

"Oh, we definitely need a script. Though what Dor said sounds positively lovely, maybe we should get her to be second director or such," Judy stated from her position on the large overstuffed chair beside the couch.

"Well who's going to be the first- I'm in charge director?" Ellie asked with curiosity.

A chorus of 'I am' immediately filled the room, making the General wince lowly while trying to extricate his secretary's hand from between his shoulders since she'd become preoccupied with something else but continued to try to save him from choking.

"I am the Dean after all, so I think I should be the director," Emmy piped up, sitting back down on the couch.

"Yeah right, just like you're first wife," Laure shot back, receiving the Diva eye roll in return.

"Look, can we have the General get wet?" Kendra demanded as nobody listened still.

Suddenly a look of panic crossed Shana's face. "Who's going to be in charge of costumes?"

"What?" Julia exclaimed in exasperation.

"Didn't you hear, the Gen will be nekkid throughout most of the movie," Judy reminded.

The General quickly threw his hands in the air and stood. "Grrls, please. I'm really not..."

"By the way, for those few scenes where the Gen will be actually dressed, I'm sure if we can't find something for him to wear, Dande can whip something up with the help of Donna or such," Jael added, looking at her reflection in the shine of her sword.

"Oooooo we can have a glitter scene!" Tara unexpectedly shouted with glee as everyone murmured their agreement. Everyone except the General who was slightly horror stricken.

"...And a sexy eyeliner, black nail polish scene!" Laure added happily, thankfully the Diva didn't hear that last remark since she was busy speaking to Julia.

"What about my freakin water?" Kendra shouted above the rumble, instantly everyone shut up and looked at the Water Ho as if she'd gone mad.

"Padawan, you're a big grrl, get you own glass of water," Judy stated, receiving a very disgruntled growl from the General's secretary before the Water Ho stomped out of the room.

"Nobody ever listens to me," Kendra grumbled before going outside to turn on the water sprinklers, hoping to surprise the Gen with an unexpected water dousing on his way out of the lounge.

Emmy began to rub her hands together in a wickedly evil manner with a very naughty look in her eyes. "Okay, grrls. We now have our plan. All we need is to get a script, get the equipment, figure out who's going to do what since I am directing, and we're good to go."

Right about then was when the General collapsed back upon the couch promptly sitting on his bag of Doritos. The man had faced Sith for Force sake he thought to himself while trying to block out what was occurring around him. Surely he could survive this little idea of his grrls, after all he did love them and would do anything for them...except wear some stupid period piece costume, he mused with a frown.

~~*~~

Darry glared as Dor entered through the adjoining blue tarp that was covering the gaping hole between the clinic and the library. "Be prepared," Dor warned.

"Prepared for what?" The Nurse questioned, stopping her quest to find something to release the handcuffs on her one wrist.

"Just make sure you don't leave any video tapes in the cameras, wouldn't want them getting into the wrong hands. I volunteered the use of your setup for the making of the HSU film to end all films," Dor suggested before pulling the tarp aside once more and heading back to her library.

"What the fuck did you do?" Darry demanded slamming her cuffed fist against the counter and accidentally hitting the nitrous oxide canister with the dangling handcuff as she heard the slow hiss of gas. "Hell!" The Nurse exclaimed before a sudden fit of laughter claimed her, sending her to slide to her butt, resting and laughing against the counter.

~~*~~

"Dish me," Dande ordered as Donna approached the cottage.

"You won't believe it, they're going to make a movie," Donna exclaimed excitedly.

Dande placed a delicate hand to her mouth and gasped in giddy delight. "Oh this is good news, I wonder what part I'll get to play. Romantic lead? Damsel in distress? This is definitely wonderful news, and my Mastah, I'm sure he'd make a most dashing hero..."

With that last remark and numerous images racing through the Wench's head, Dande promptly raced inside the cottage to tell the Mastah the most glorious news. They would both become stars of the silver screen.

~~*~~

How crazy could things get?