Time to wake up Anakin!

Now! If you don’t mind. You have training today- TRAINING!

But I don’t wanna go school!

Well sad to say, you have to!

Five more minutes…

Don’t make me get medieval.

Who approved this mullet?

Later that day…

Well…I did.

That explains things. You’re not approved to a approve anything... Uh without approval!

What! This is an insult! Your just jealous baldo!

I know you did not just diss my beautiful shiny head.

You and your dill weed padawan are -

Hey! You can’t-

You got something to say mullet boy?!

A matter fact…

No.

Thought not! You’re an abomination.

Hey you can’t talk to my padawan like that! Keep talking like that and I’ll have to lay you out!

Heh, I like to see you try!

All right Mace, now you got me mad! I’m gonna have to use my midi clorian count on you!

Errrrrrr…

Ummmm…. Errrrrr

How’s that working for ya?

Somebody please get this nutcase out of my sight! Security! Somebody call security!

But Mace, we are the security.

Oh yeah… Who cares! What was I talking about… an abomination! That’s right! You and you padawan are an abomination to society!

That little punk’s always sleeping in…

He’s always partying all night.

Not to mention he got jail time for that!

And rumor has it he’s been seen karaoking at local clubs!

I mean what is that about?!

You’ve been seen at clubs to Mace…

If you remember right.

What?! That was back in the day…when I was younger.

Is Anakin not young?

Hey at least I wasn’t hitting on senators at his age!

But one only has to look at his master and see where he got his wildness from.

I’ve had it with your overly critical self! Keep making me mad and I’m gonna have to flip me bloody kilt on ya’!

Kilt? What in the hitchhiker’s-guide-to-the galaxy are you talking about?

I’m sorry Anakin but I had to!

And they call me an abomination?!

I gonna need some serious therapy after this.