26 Unicorn Street [Friday afternoon]

It was Friday afternoon, and on Friday afternoons, Al knocked off a little early from work to go home and work in his garden, to mow the lawn in his cardigan and tie, and to smile and wave at the children as they rode past on their bicycles (and made sure they stayed off of his grass).

But today was different. First he had difficulty getting the lawnmower to start, and then there were birds everywhere. They were messing up his careful yard work!

Of someone else's lawn, but that hardly mattered right now, did it?

"GET OFF MY LAWN!" he finally bellowed, shaking his fist.

Anakin Skywalker had forgotten he was one of the great lightsaber duelists of all time. Shouting at birds was the limit of his skill right now.