Title: The Very Bad Day
Authoress: Ebbtide
Rating: G
Note: I do not own these characters and never …ever…will. Very sad.
The day started out almost normal for Obi-Wan Kenobi. However, that had been 6 hours before…
Obi-Wan stood amidst a tumultuous crowd of people and temporary animal cages. He searched desperately for an escape. His padawan braid flopped against his shoulder in shameful disarray. The 17 year old's breath came in short gasps and sweat stung at his eyes. Obi-Wan had to find a way out before he became completely overwhelmed. Reaching out to the force he attempted to sooth his nerves.
"Black and gold Dymel Dragons." The large room's wired sound system blared to life.
The Jedi apprentice grimaced at the announcer's words. With a deep breath he turned to the cage beside him. Inside was his very own gold Dymel Dragon.
"Obi-Wan Kenobi. Your Dragon is required at table three."
Obi-Wan reached into the cage and grabbed onto the Dragon's soft scaly neck dragging the reluctant animal forward towards him.
Obi-Wan had been so excited when the papered Dragon had been given to him. It had been a birthday present from his best friend, Bant. She had known of his weakness for the miniature Dymel breed of Dragon. Now, the Jedi padawan would have given anything to be out of the noisy, humid show room.
He got his Dymel – which he had lovingly named Daisy – into it's designated slot on the table three. The judge, a middle aged Rodian woman, began. As he watched with nervous anticipation the padawan sore to himself never to go to another show. He didn't understand how anyone could enjoy this.
The Rodian seemed to take a very long time looking over each of the Dragons, complimenting and pointing out faults. By the time she reached his Dragon, Obi-Wan's back hurt and his feet screamed at him to get off the hard concrete floor.
"This animal is beautiful."
The Jedi perked up as the judge looked over Daisy with an appreciative eye. Obi-Wan felt his earlier dislike for the Dymel show melt away. He grinned in satisfaction and even managed to give himself a force pat on the back. At least he would get something out of this experience. He might even win something.
The judge froze abruptly. "This animal is disqualified." She shrieked.
Obi-Wan gaped. "Wh…wha…what?" he stammered in shock.
The Rodian handed him the Dragon with a grunt of disgust. "A discolored toenail. Unacceptable."
She moved on to the next animal, leaving Obi-Wan clutching Daisy in stunned disbelief. In a daze he made his way back to the cage and carefully put Daisy inside of it. This was turning out to be a very, very bad day after all.
THE END.
Anyone who shows rabbits should know how poor Obi-Wan feels right now.
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