Thank you for the fantatsic reviews. :D Sorry for the delay. Here is chapter 4 of the huge Obi-challenge. Hope you guys like it as you guys did with the first three chapters. Enjoy. :)
Chapter 4
"I think blond hair is so not your color," he snerked. "And Obi-Wan brought me, Master Windu. What brought you?"
"Drinking again," Mace crossed his arms. "I told Obi-Wan you couldn't handle a drink."
"Are you - with respect - insinuating that you are not standing before me with a blond wig and a purple boa? That I'm seeing things?"
Mace took Anakin by the shoulders and spun him around. "Hmm, I think I am seeing things. Twinkling lightsabers - calling attention to your profession or advertising your - ahem - availability on the party circuit?"
"Neither, in fact. And if Obi-Wan hadn't been drinking, I wouldn't be in this situation. Now, please, for the love of the Force, tell me you're undercover." Anakin folded his arms across his chest, not quite able to keep from smirking at the Jedi Master.
"*That* is none of your concern," Mace told him in his stern manner. "And if you'll excuse me," he said looking over Anakin's shoulder, "I see my 'contact' now."
"Fine," Anakin answered but Mace had already left. Anakin didn't bother turning around to look, he really didn't want to know. Shaking his head, he strode away in the direction of Dex's establishment.
"Neither, in fact. And if Obi-Wan hadn't been drinking, I wouldn't be in this situation. Now, please, for the love of the Force, tell me you're undercover." Anakin folded his arms across his chest, not quite able to keep from smirking at the Jedi Master.
"*That* is none of your concern," Mace told him in his stern manner.
"Master..." Anakin hissed at Obi-Wan, who (had swished and swaggered his way back and) appeared to be enjoying this interchange far too much. "Get me outta this, would you?"
The Jedi master's brows rose. "That would constitute indecent exposure, my friend."
Mace snorted softly, setting the feathers of his purple boa fluttering. "We're already there, in my opinion. Skywalker - get back to the Temple and put on some regulation chonies. Before Yoda arrives, with his gimer stick."
Anakin clutched at his neon-spangled assets, looking a bit pale.
"And if you'll excuse me," Mace said looking over Anakin's shoulder, "I see my 'contact' now."
"Fine," Anakin answered but Mace had already left. Anakin didn't bother turning around to look, he really didn't want to know. And now Obi-Wan had disappeared, too. Shaking his head, Anakin strode away in the direction of Dex's establishment.
TBC