The Tale of Obi-Wan and the Princess... a "long-fic," seeing as it has more than 12 words:

"And then one day Obi-Wan and the princess packed a picnic lunch and went down by the lake. The sky was as blue as Obi-Wan's lightsaber, and the water of the lake matched the Princess' eyes.

'You have nevah looked more lovely than you do right now...' said Obi-Wan to the Princess, when all of the sudden there was the sound of a thousand people making 'oh gag me with a spoon' noises, and a group of women clad in black leather brandishing blasters and swords, and the Princess would later swear, a cross bow and a fire hose came crashing out of the underbrush.

'FREEZE!' Yelled the woman at the front of the group, 'I am the Warrior Princess, and this is my army of Commando Ho's. We will not allow Obi-Wan to consort with mangy, stingy, frumpy haired Princesses. Release him or DIE.'

The Princess smoothed the wrinkles from her skirt, turned to Obi wan and cried, 'Oh Obi, save me!'

To which Obi replied, 'What the F*** was I thinking? A Princess? Eeeegads!' A few words were mumbled by a woman in Doc Martins (who seemed to be holding a copy of Bride's magazine) and the Princess went POOF!

When the smoke cleared there was nothing but a chicken and a picnic basket left on the shore of the lake. Obi-Wan had his arms around two lovely Ho's and they were marching off into the forest...

And they lived happily ever after. Ok, maybe not so happily all of the time, but there was always making up after spells of unhappiness (not to be confused with 'Spells by Dor' © ... for those are a whole 'nother story)."