Title: Double Master and Padawan Mushy Stuff
Author: Obis_Girl
Rating: PG((author has a cussing problem))
Summary: Humor, POV fic, 10 years PTM, ((Quiggy, Obit, and Obi are 15))Romance is brewing between the Masters.....Or is it the padawans ?
Feedback: YAY! Hopefully... If anyone ever decides to read it -.-;;;
DISCLAIMER: *sighs* Any idiot who would like to sue me for this fic...go right on ahead....I don't give a fuck. Quite frankly, if you actually believe I think I own Obi, Qui, and whoever else is in Star Wars your insane. Obit isn't mine...she's my best friend's. Hmmm... Quiggy and Brianna are mine.... Brianna is modeled after the guy I like's little sister.... I don't own her either o.O GOD! I HATE DISCLAIMERS!
Notes: I'd like to thank Obi the Kid for giving me the courage to make my own characters... She is a truly genius Humor writer.... U MUST READ HER FICS!!!On with the story...
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Double Master and Padawan Mushy Stuff
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((Our setting is a very junked up transporter that Brianna refers to as her "baby." The two unsuspecting main characters are Master Brianna Milan and her rebellious padawan, Quiggy Zlein.))
Brian: Padawan can you stop complaining? We're almost there, and then you can go watch a holo-vid at the cineplex with the kid.
Quiggy: Oh right, as soon as we get to your boyfriends house, you ditch me with Obi-Wan! Yo're so mean Master.
Brian: But I thought you liked Kid. . .
Quiggy:(flustered) That's beside the point!
Briann: Alright, we're here, can you shut up now ?
Quiggy: Yes, Master.
((Meanwhile, in the kitchen of Jinn and Kenobi, a large blast shook the complex to the foundation.))
Obi: I told you, Master, it said please do not add b-a-k-i-n-g s-o-d-a to the vineger solution. You're going to get us both killed, not to mention giving Brenn and Quiggy food poisoning.
Qui: Padawan, I know what I am doing. Besides, even Jedi masters can screw up in a fight. It's the same right here in the kitchen. See how I do it Obi-Wan, I am a true one.
Obi: True what? Failure?
Qui: NO! MASTER!
Obi: Oh. . . well how am I supposed to know this. . . Geeze. I think you're under stress.
Qui: Obi-Wan... I am perfectly fine. I think you should do the rest of the cooking.
Obi: Master... you know I hate to cook. How can you be so cruel?
Qui: Are you whining, Padawan?
Obi: Yes! I mean no.... I'm sorry Master!
((A doorbell sounded from the living room, and Qui started to panic.))
Qui: AlrightfinishthecakewhileIgetthedoorandkeepBriennaentertained!
Obi: Okiday... I heard the words 'finish' and 'cake' so I assume that you just ordered me to take the cake out of the oven.
AN-- I'm going to be very queer, and start rhyming here. This is the end of this chapter, Reveiw you must after. More on the way, so please don't dismay.I know this is short, but I want to put it on fanfiction port. Ideas I'm open to, With that I bid you adue.
((be gentle on the spelling))
Author: Obis_Girl
Rating: PG((author has a cussing problem))
Summary: Humor, POV fic, 10 years PTM, ((Quiggy, Obit, and Obi are 15))Romance is brewing between the Masters.....Or is it the padawans ?
Feedback: YAY! Hopefully... If anyone ever decides to read it -.-;;;
DISCLAIMER: *sighs* Any idiot who would like to sue me for this fic...go right on ahead....I don't give a fuck. Quite frankly, if you actually believe I think I own Obi, Qui, and whoever else is in Star Wars your insane. Obit isn't mine...she's my best friend's. Hmmm... Quiggy and Brianna are mine.... Brianna is modeled after the guy I like's little sister.... I don't own her either o.O GOD! I HATE DISCLAIMERS!
Notes: I'd like to thank Obi the Kid for giving me the courage to make my own characters... She is a truly genius Humor writer.... U MUST READ HER FICS!!!On with the story...
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Double Master and Padawan Mushy Stuff
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((Our setting is a very junked up transporter that Brianna refers to as her "baby." The two unsuspecting main characters are Master Brianna Milan and her rebellious padawan, Quiggy Zlein.))
Brian: Padawan can you stop complaining? We're almost there, and then you can go watch a holo-vid at the cineplex with the kid.
Quiggy: Oh right, as soon as we get to your boyfriends house, you ditch me with Obi-Wan! Yo're so mean Master.
Brian: But I thought you liked Kid. . .
Quiggy:(flustered) That's beside the point!
Briann: Alright, we're here, can you shut up now ?
Quiggy: Yes, Master.
((Meanwhile, in the kitchen of Jinn and Kenobi, a large blast shook the complex to the foundation.))
Obi: I told you, Master, it said please do not add b-a-k-i-n-g s-o-d-a to the vineger solution. You're going to get us both killed, not to mention giving Brenn and Quiggy food poisoning.
Qui: Padawan, I know what I am doing. Besides, even Jedi masters can screw up in a fight. It's the same right here in the kitchen. See how I do it Obi-Wan, I am a true one.
Obi: True what? Failure?
Qui: NO! MASTER!
Obi: Oh. . . well how am I supposed to know this. . . Geeze. I think you're under stress.
Qui: Obi-Wan... I am perfectly fine. I think you should do the rest of the cooking.
Obi: Master... you know I hate to cook. How can you be so cruel?
Qui: Are you whining, Padawan?
Obi: Yes! I mean no.... I'm sorry Master!
((A doorbell sounded from the living room, and Qui started to panic.))
Qui: AlrightfinishthecakewhileIgetthedoorandkeepBriennaentertained!
Obi: Okiday... I heard the words 'finish' and 'cake' so I assume that you just ordered me to take the cake out of the oven.
AN-- I'm going to be very queer, and start rhyming here. This is the end of this chapter, Reveiw you must after. More on the way, so please don't dismay.I know this is short, but I want to put it on fanfiction port. Ideas I'm open to, With that I bid you adue.
((be gentle on the spelling))