Warning: This is pretty immature. The plot and all, I mean (It doesn't really have one…)
I don't own Jedi Apprentice.
"Say it."
"No, you. I told you first."
"So?"
"Quiggy..."
"No."
"Why are you being shy?"
"I am not."
"Whatever you say..."
"I am not shy!"
"Okay...then answer the question."
"What question?"
"Quiggy, come on..." Tahl begged.
Qui-Gon's neck turned red. "Alright."
"Good," Tahl giggled. "Now, boxers or briefs?"
"Neither."
"What?" Tahl shrieked.
"Neither."
"You're joking."
"I dare you to see for yourself."
"No."
"I dared you first..."
"I am not looking down your pants!" Tahl screamed.
Everybody's heads turned. Padawans jeered at Qui-Gon and snickered at Tahl. Knights and Masters shook their heads in dismay at both of them. Qui-Gon's entire face blushed deep red. "Thanks, thanks a lot."
"Heh, so I guess it's over..."
"What, our relationship?"
"No, I meant truth or dare."
"It is?"
"Ok, truth. Why did you want me to look down your..."
"Pants? Master Windu dared me."
"You mean..." Tahl looked slightly crestfallen. "You didn't want me to...not really?"
"Not really." Qui-Gon began walking away, and then turned back. "But for your information, I wear briefs-"
"Thank goodness."
"-every other friday."
"Qui-Gon!"
Immature, no? Qui-Gon and Tahl have to really grow up.
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