They were all currently what the Jedi Masters called grounded. They could not even do any training or drills for the day!

And Anakin was included in this. Rex got the least - everyone did call him the favourite.

So naturally, they were bored out of their minds. All the clones were sat in their barracks with very little to do. Banned from pranks or leaving the building, it put up to be a very dull day.

"Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?" Fives started to sing to himself. He could not stand the silence that had fallen over them.

"Caught in a landslide.
No escape from reality-." The rest of the clones decided to join in. They too hated the silence.

"Open your eyes-.
Look up to the skies– and see-," the clones laughed as they pulled Anakin into the room. He was somewhat reluctant to enter the place of singing clones. Even if he was bored, this seemed to be a huge flashing warning sign - as usual; he chose to ignore it.

"I'm just a poor– boy-; I need no sympathy," Anakin sang reluctantly. He saw their looks, and he knew why they got him in here.

"Because I'm easy come, easy go.
Little high, little low," the clones butted in. They could not let Anakin steal all their thunder—could they?

"Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me-," they all sang together. They are always told to work together.

"To me-," Anakin sang softly, dragging it out.

"Captain-, just killed a droid-," Anakin sang as he saw Rex approach, curious as to what the commotion was about. That was Rex's first mistake.

"Put my sabre against his head.
Pushed the trigger, I think he's dead-," Anakin sang to Rex. Rex stood almost stationary as he tried to take everything in. "Captain-, life had just– begun-.
But now we've gone– and thrown it all away-."

"Captain–, ooh–.
Didn't mean to make you cry-.
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow-.
Carry on-, carry on– as if nothing really matters-," Anakin sang as Rex finally got into the room. Rex thought, 'when you can't beat them, join them. We're brothers, and we can beat boredom.' That was his next mistake.

"Too late-, the dark has come-.
Sends shivers down my spine.
Body's aching all the time-.
Goodbye-, everybody-, I've got to go-.
Gotta leave you all behind– and face the truth-," Anakin sang darkly, his fists clenched.

"Captain-," Anakin dragged it out.

"Ooh-," Anakin and some of the clones sang.

"Any way the wind blows," the rest of the clones continued.

"I don't want to die.
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all-," Anakin sang.

They sang the guitar - as they should. It's not singing until you've made guitar noises.

"I see a little silhouette of a man," Anakin sang, his eyes almost glazed over like he saw something far off.

"Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?" The clones chorused.

"Thunderbolt and lightning very, very frightening me," Anakin sang along with the rest of the clones.

"Galileo," Echo sang.

"Galileo," Fives sang as well.

"Galileo," Echo went higher.

"Galileo," Fives went lower.

"Galileo Figaro," both Echo and Fives sang together.

"Magnifico-o-o-o-o-," all the clones sang, joining in at different stages of 'o'.

"I'm just a poor boy; nobody loves me," Anakin sang out, his voice portraying his memory of being a slave boy.

"He's just a poor boy from a poor family," Rex sang as he came into the circle the singers had formed.

"Spare him his life from this monstrosity," all the clones finally sang together.

"Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?" Anakin sang towards the clones.

"Bismillah! No-, we will not let you go," the clones sang as Rex moved to stand next to Anakin.

"Let him go-!" Rex sang.

"Bismillah! We will not let you go," the clones sang back.

"Let him go-!" Rex sang again.

"Bismillah! We will not let you go," the clones sang again.

"Let me go-!" Anakin sang this time.

"Will not let you go," the clones sang back, smirking at the Jedi.

"Let me go!" Anakin sang back.

"Never let you go," the clones sang towards him.

"Never, never, never, never let me go-," Anakin and Rex sang.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh," the clones sang in phase.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no," they all sang together.

"Oh, mama mia, mama mia," Anakin sang.

"Mama mia, let me go," they all sang together. "Beelzebub– has a devil put aside for me-."

"For me-," they all sang again as Rex caught the glint in Anakin's eyes. 

"For me–!" They all sang again together as Anakin's voice continued to raise.

They all started bobbing around. Their boredom was officially beaten.

"So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die-?
Oh-, baby-, can't do this to me, baby-.
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here-," Anakin sang as they all mimed the instruments.

Together they started to try and mimic the sounds.

"Ooooh-, ooh yeah, ooh yeah," together they sang.

"Nothing really matters-.
Anyone can see-.
Nothing really matters-.
Nothing really matters– to me–," Anakin sang as he pulled the clones all in for a huddle. "Any way the wind blows–"

In the end, they all collapsed in laughs. At that moment, the Jedi Masters decided to make their presence clear. A joint cough rang through the metal room, stilling those in the middle to silence.

"Are we done yet?" They asked.

Most of the room felt their cheeks blush as they mumbled that they were, avoiding eye contact with the men in robes.

"You have a mission, after that mission you will either be grounded again or released from being grounded," a Jedi Master stated. "Don't fail us this time."

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