The Jedi Padawan walked forward. He had a gentle smile on his face, an almost dreamy look in his eyes. He knew how important this day was. Having passed the trials the Padawan was about to be knighted.
Yoda stepped up, his green lightsaber forward. "In the name of the Force, knight you, I do-" suddenly Yoda sneezed, the loud sound smashing through the previous silence in the Council Chamber. His lightsaber slipped from his hand and onto the apprentice's shoulder as he instinctively reached to cover the waste that had been released from the sneeze. The Padawan cried out in pain as his master rushed forward to help his Padawan to the healers.
"The most dangerous part of the Trials, this is," sighed Yoda in a melancholy way, as the Masters around him mentally introduced their palms to their faces.
"At least behead this one, I did not."