This is for Maren Skywalker - the Forgotten, because she requested this. Hope it's good!

I Must be the Worst Master in the Order

"Anakin? Anakin? Sith, where has he gotten to? I must be the worst master in the order. I don't even know where my own Padawan is!" Obi-Wan ground his teeth inwardly and sighed.

His Padawan was always getting into trouble and they together were always getting called to the council to get reprimanded. The council meted out horrible punishments. Like the time that they had to take kitchen duty, or the time that they had to wash the council room windows-from the outside. The council never listened to him when he protested that he had vertigo... Anakin had promised not to get into trouble again. Not like he had believed it, though.

WHERE was his Padawan? WHAT was he doing now? WHAT kind of trouble was he getting into?

The last escapade had been to mess with the kitchen droids, and the only reason he knew it was Anakin was because what other Padawan would-much less could-do what he did to make the droids malfunction? He grumbled under his breath as he went on a search for his errant Padawan.

He finally found Anakin, to his relief, in the flying simulator room. He waited impatiently until Anakin had finished, and together they walked towards their quarters.

Anakin was chatting happily about his day when Obi-Wan suddenly realized something. Today was Earth day on Coruscant! He and Master Qui-Gon had always celebrated it together...

He turned towards his Padawan. "Anakin, how would you like to go for a walk outside the temple today?"

Anakin's eyes lit up. "Really master?"

"Yes, Padawan, really."

"Wizard!"

So they went out for the walk. They had walked a little ways away from the temple when Anakin suddenly frowned and paused, eyebrows scrunched. "Master?"

"Yes, Padawan."

"Why does something smell weird?"

Obi-Wan paused as well, searching for the aforesaid smell, and scrunched his nose. He smelled it too, now, and it smelled strangely like vomit...

"Well, Padawan, let's walk on and see if it doesn't go away."

He failed to notice the look in Anakin's eyes that always spelled trouble, and he also failed to notice that his Padawan was seemingly trying not to laugh or show any amusement...

As they walked along, he noticed with steadily-growing unease that the smell didn't go away, but kept on, nodding from time to time at Anakin's chattering and vaguely listening to his comments. He DIDNT fail to notice that other children who passed them in the streets were pointing and giggling at him.

They finally made it back to the temple, and while walking through the halls, they suddenly met one of Obi-Wan's friends, Garen Mulen. Garen stared at him, then said, "Obi-Wan? Do you want to take up that nickname of Opee-Wan again?"

Now baffled, he replied, "No. What do you mean?"

Garen just gave him a funny look, then hurried on the temple halls. He stared after his friend, and suddenly his eyes narrowed. His head whipped down to look at his shirt front... There was a stain there. It looked yellow and smelled of vomit. "Anakin!" The yell rang through the hallways and he whipped around, only to see his Padawan running down the hallway. He gave chase.

"I'm sorry Master! Garen told me about the joke and I just had a great idea for a prank... I just wanted to see if it would work!"

They finally ended up in their quarters and Anakin ran into his room, screeching, as the door locked behind him.

"Padawan! Get out here now!"

"Promise you won't hurt me, Master?" Came the whimper.

"If you come out now, maybe."

Anakin sidled out sheepishly.

"WHY do you choose me for EVERY prank that you do?"

"Because... Well, Master Qui-Gon told me that he always tried to make you laugh... So... I thought..."

"Well, it doesn't work- wait, did you say master Qui-Gon told you?"

"Yes. And like the one time he called you Obi-Wubbles."

Obi-Wan turned red. "I-I see. Next time, Padawan, test it on someone else... Like Bant."

Anakin's eyes lit up at the look on his Master's face. "You mean you'll help me?"

"If you don't play any more on me, if you don't tell anyone that I helped you, and if you don't tell anyone about the nicknames."

"Deal! Wizard!"

...

Screams and yells came from the Kenobi/Skywalker quarters and faintly floated out the door. If one would have looked in, they would have been traumatized for life at the sight of the once-known-as "perfect Padawan" Obi-Wan Kenobi throwing pillows at his Padawan who was ducking behind random furniture and chucking them back with a good will. And the dialogue would have ruined your mental image of the Jedi forever.

"You got us caught Master, not me!"

"You were the one who came up with the prank on master Windu!"

"But master, you suggested it in the first place!"

"I have the most horrible Padawan in the order!"

"I have the weirdest master in the order!"

And so on... And somewhere in the netherworld of the force, Qui-Gon Jinn is congratulating himself on pairing the two together... If only for his own amusement's sake as his shoulders shake with laughter. I bet the force is laughing too, somewhere.