Obi's Oops
Jedi Master Obi-wan Kenobi was happy, for once his former apprentice hadn't stolen his lightsaber or put assassin droids in the fresher. Obi-wan was sitting in his quarters' lounge room, feet propped up on the coffee table, a mug of tea in one hand, and a box in another. Recently the Jedi Master's HoloMobile plan had ended, and he had to get a new phone, after all, the military comlinks that came standard issue for all Jedi had limited frequencies.
He had just gotten back from the HoloMobile store where he had bought the new hPhone, an extra cool and functional phone. With a sigh of content he put his mug down on the table and began to unpack the new device. The box had a lot of padding, and even a small inertial compensator. This thing must be fragile indeed. Finally he got to the centre; in a slab of plasteel were several indentations in the form of the phone, the charger, the headset and a datacard with the user manual.
Force-pulling his datapad from across the room he activated it and inserted the manual.
"Ok, so unpacking… tth, tth, tth. Getting started, ah, that's what I need!" he mumbled to himself. "Ok, pick up the device, check. Hold with screen facing you and round control button facing down, check. Activate the device by hitting the button on the top right side, eh where is it, ah here, check. In about thirty seconds the phone will start up and you will be able to use the on-board manual. Thanks for tedadeda…."
The hPhone powered up in Obi-wan's hand, showing a picture of a mobile phone on a black background. A few seconds later the screen changed to show the lock screen and a female voice came on. "Hello user. Thanks for buying the hPhone, please say what language you would prefer me to speak in."
"Ah, Basic please." Obi-wan said, only half surprised, after all many devices in the galaxy had a verbal interface.
"Thank you sir. By the way, how should I address you?"
"Eh, Obi-wan please."
"Obi-wan? Jedi Master/General Obi-wan Kenobi? I've heard a lot about you!"
"Thanks and how do I address you, certainly not 'phone'?"
"My name is Siri."
"Oh Siri! Dear, how good to see you again!" Obi-wan said in a dreamy voice.
"Huh?" replied the phone.
"Sure is Obi-wan!" said a deferent voice from across the room.
"AHHH!" Obi-wan screamed and jumped a metre in the air turning to the source of the noise and drawing his lightsaber.
"Put that thing away Obi-wan! Who do you think I am?"
"Siri? Siri Tachi?"
"Well, yeah, who did you think you were talking to?"
"Oh, it's this new smartphone…" here Obi-wan gestured to the phone he'd dropped, "It called itself Siri." The real person laughed,
"Hahaha, Obi-wan, you've gotta be kidding me!" his friend chuckled, "They asked me to voice the new interface for the hPhone, that's all! I can't believe to actually—"
"I'm gonna get Anakin for this!" Obi-wan thundered, "He was the one who said this model was better!"
"Oh calm down, revenge isn't the Jedi way is it?" here Obi-wan joined in laughing.
The End
I don't know how well this went, being my first humor fanfic.
I came up with the idea thinking about the new iPhone 4S and the Siri interface and thought that if OB1 was stupid I could write a story ;)