Title: Younglings
Characters: Obi-wan Kenobi and Padawan Skywalker
Period: Shortly after TPM
Type: Humor
Summary: Obi-wan gets a taste of what the next ten years are going to be like for him.
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
Of all the lifeforms his master had to pick up, why did it have to be a child? At least the Gungan knew when to be quiet when it was told to be quiet, but this young boy, half way to being a grown man, was too much. Oh he had made the promise to his master to train the boy and he would keep that promise, but there was no way in the Seven Hells of Andando could he remain sane with the same question being repeated over and over again.
"Are we there yet?"
"No." Obi-wan Kenobi answered for the umpteenth time on the return trip from Naboo to Coruscant. He could not fault the boy, however. Prior to the victory parade on Naboo, Kenobi had been given the permission to keep his promise to train the boy. Now they were returning back to the Temple so he could begin that training and Anakin had been wired ever since.
"Are. We. There. Yet?" the young padawan demanded again in a most annoying way a few minutes later.
"Anakin," Kenobi said as patiently as he could and wondered if Qui-Gon was watching, smiling in amusement at his predicament. No doubt he would say this is good for me. "Asking again will not change the answer."
"But it will eventually," replied the boy innocently.
Obi-wan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. What did he do to deserve this?
"Are we there..."
"NO!"