Title: HSU: Finding a Cure
Author: Judy
Rating: TTBHA (Trying to Become Ho Again)
Timeline: Concurrent with and after Just Another Day
Disclaimer: Don¹t own Obi-Wan, unfortunately.
Archive: Text file has been sent to MIA Nurse.
Summary: The campus searches for a way to cure their stricken bartender.

Ellie bristled as Dr. Jones was surrounded by leering Ho's.

"So, what you're saying, Dr. Jones," Shana drawled as she blinked slowly, "is that Judy might be under the influence of some ancient Mayan curse?" She blinked again.

"Well, uh...Shana is it?"

Shana nodded and blinked again.

"Uh...well, your bartender is exhibiting signs of being possessed and uh..." The roguishly handsome archaeologist stuttered to a halt as he attempted to read the words on Shana's eyelids.

Shana grinned wickedly and blinked again: WANT YOU. Ellie saw them too and growled, "Shana, you touch, you die!"

"Now, ladies," Dr. Jones began.

"Cool it, Ellie," Shana said. "I'm just having a little fun here."

"Will you two shut up?" Emmy said. "Dr. Jones is *trying* to tell us what's wrong with Judy. You can argue over him later." She shifted in her chair, slowly and seductively crossing her legs, showing off her new leather knee high boots to the best effect. Dr. Jones stared. "You were saying, Dr. Jones?"

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Dorotea poured through her new spellbook as her new kitty batted at the pages.

"No, not that one," the Librarian disagreed with the little black terror. "I don't think Judy would appreciate being turned into a newt. ŒCourse, given her present state, we'd all be better off."

She continued flipping through the book.

Her new companion meowed and pounced on a page.

"Wha?" Dor jumped back. "What is it?"

She looked down at the page the kitten had landed on: "Reintegrating Wench/Ho Personalities"

"It's PERFECT!" she shrieked causing the kitten to spook and scamper out of the library.

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Kendra shuddered as she walked into the bar. The cheery atmosphere had become too much to take, especially on a daily basis. But she owed it to her Master to keep an eye on her. Even if it did hurt to look at her.

Judy hummed quietly to herself as she bustled around the cafe, depositing tea cups here and tea cakes there. The bartender was wearing a frothy, pastel dress that seemed to flow around her. Her dark hair was pulled up with ringlets curling around her face. She looked just like the Jane Austen heroine she had planned to be for Halloween. Only more so.

It was a sad sight, Kendra thought as she reluctantly picked up her frilly apron. Dammit, my Trials better be coming up soon, she grumbled.

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Later that day in the cafe:

BOOM!

Ho's scattered and dove for cover. Dande fainted delicately. The General shoved Judy to the ground.

Cappuchino spewed everywhere. Cappuchino maker parts flew everywhere.

Quiet descended over the cafe.

Once everyone realized it was all over, heads began peeking out from cover. Most grimaced at the sight. The bar which was covered in coffee residue. The floor was a mess as were the yellow curtains. Tables were overturned and chairs were broken. Delicate tea cups were smashed. The place was a disaster area.

Kendra and Tara looked at each other, then saw the ruined RainRoom plans.

"Noooooooooo!" they both cried out.

Emmy, wiping cappuchino grime off her face, corraled a barking Lasher who had treed the kitten on top of a curtain rod. The kitten was howling piteously.

Dor, flinging slop off her arms and hands, turned on Emmy. "Get that mutt out of here! I'll never get her down now."

Emmy smiled evilly and held Lasher there.

"I'll curse you," Dor threatened.

"You're here, aren't you?" Emmy smirked. "Curse enough, I'd say."

"Why you b." Dor snarled. The two Ho's were about to go at it when Laure marched between them.

"Oh no you don't! I'm not in the mood to mediate right now. So save it for later!"

The General was helping Dande to her feet. Concered was etched in his face. "Are you okay?"

Dande blinked and took a deep breath. "Why, yes, I think so."

"Qui-Gon is on his way."

Dande let out a sigh of relief.

No one had noticed the bartender in all the confusion. After the General had ascertained she was all right, he had gone to help the pregnant and *showing* Dande. Judy had gotten to her feet and was walking around the ruined cafe in a daze.

She stopped in front of the bar. Its once pristine finish now soiled and stained and scratched. Bits of cappuchino maker stuck out of the top where the explosion had jammed them.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY BAR!!!!"

Everyone gaped at Judy, who then proceeded to faint.

The End (for now)