Disclaimer:I do NOT own Star Wars. It belongs to George Lucas. The Great Man in Flannel. The Man Responsible For Everything. Ok? I am not him. I am not responsible for the characters in this story. Ok. now that we've got that taken care of...
Obi-Wan and Anakin stopped just outside a door in the Jedi Temple. It was the doors to Yoda's quarters. And there were loud moans and soft groans and plenty of grunts coming from within. And they weren't just from Yoda. They were, it sounded like, from Yaddle as well.
Anakin and Obi-Wan both became rather ill, dashing off to their quarters, having a very good idea as to what was going on. After making it back to the safety of their quarters, Anakin sank to the floor just inside the door while Obi-Wan made it to the couch. "Well, I guess we won't be going in there any time soon to pull any pranks," Obi-Wan said.
"No kidding," Anakin said. "I don't think I'll ever be able to face either one of them again without becoming violently ill." Obi-Wan nodded in agreement, and they both had to lay down to stem off the feeling of sickness rising in both of them.
Meanwhile, back in Yoda's quarters, two diminutive little green Jedi Masters sat laughing very hard indeed. "Try to prank me again, Obi-Wan and Anakin will not," Yoda said. "After this, right you are," Yaddle agreed. For the two had known Obi-Wan and Anakin to be on their way, and had been faking it the entire time.
The moral of this story is, of course, is that it doesn't matter what species or gender you are, you can still fake it!
Finis
Well? Good? Bad? You tell me. *winks*