This is the first oneshot of a series of one shots titled "The Adventures of Qui-Gon" about his Padawan years. They're pretty random. This first one is sort of a bunch of my obsessions, and basically what happens when me (or Qui-Gon) get to bored...
I don't own Star Wars.
"Master? Your hair looks lovely today, as it always does. May I go on the computer?" Qui-Gon asked in his most polite voice.
"Thirty minutes," Dooku sighed.
"Forty?" Qui-Gon begged, pushing his luck.
"Twenty five," Dooku amended.
"Thirty, got it, thanks!" Qui-Gon said, running over to his black flat screen bundle of joy to check his email and read fanfiction.
Thirty minutes later, Dooku called, "Thirty minutes is up!"
"Wait, I'm typing a story!" Qui-Gon whined.
"Qui-Gon, don't make me say it again!"
"Fine! I'm off! Gosh, have you no heart?"
"Apparently not."
"Can I go outside now?"
"No! It's almost dinner time!"
"Please!"
"No!" Dooku shrieked. "Now come and eat."
After dinner, Qui-Gon asked, "Can I go outside now?"
"It's dark and raining!" Dooku said with an exasperated sigh.
"So?"
"You're not going outside!
"Fine," Qui-Gon sulked. "Can I check my email for five minutes?"
"Five minutes only. It's nearly your bedtime," Dooku sighed.
Five minutes later Dooku called, "Five minutes is up!"
"But I'm playing a game!"
"You said you where checking your email!"
"I am! Five more minutes! Please!!!" Qui-Gon begged, getting down on his knees.
"No! That's it! I'm tired of this! You're grounded for a week!" Dooku yelled.
"No! Please!" Qui-Gon cried.
"Two weeks!"
Please review! I'll write more soon!