~Garen~
"You have to go back to that clay dust ball to oversee building? Oh, man, those villagers are going to ruin your life forever," Quin-lan smacks sympathetically.
"And two masters are going with you? You'd better believe you're in for a guilt-fest now," Siri adds, her azure eyes are actually worried this time. Obi-wan, though, only smiles tactfully at us and shrugs.
He seems to be taking this mighty well. Poor overconfident barve doesn't know what's coming. "It isn't fair that they've only decided to punish you," Bant harrumphs. "Yeah, we were all a part of it," I agree.
Master Qui-gon, sitting thoughtfully in his bed, cocks a slightly annoyed brow at us. "Since I was unconscious for a majority of this trip, could someone kindly summarize just what my apprentice is getting punished for?" he asks.
We are all packed into his tiny cubicle of a room. Obi-wan sit's besides his master in the chair, one ankle flung over his other leg and arms crossed plaintively.
His eyes are sparkling with secrets I'm pretty sure he'll never tell. You know what? Kenobi does like his secrets because I think he likes knowing more than everyone else. He's insecure that way.
Whatever. Let him have his stupid secrets. This punishment is poodoo. "He blew up an entire town," Siri explains, bluntly. "But it was for the greater good!" Bant hurries to elaborate when the master stares at his pupil in horror. "It was to save all their lives, and ours!" She says.
"So you blew up the town?" Qui-gon demands; and his voice is just a little too high for the calm on his face. He looks as if he half wants to deny our claims and half wants to strangle his apprentice. Obi-wan nods. "It's…Complicated, master," he sighs.
"We might as well tell him the whole story, guys," I point out. "We're giving him a heart attack with these short answers," Bant perks up where she stands, but upon seeing that I was only using a figure of speech, calms back down.
"I already told my master the whole thing," she tells us wisely. "He couldn't believe that I bit a worm! Or led the villagers to safety!" she laughs.
"Before this I wouldn't have believed it either, Bant. My master found endless joy in the Princess's antics," Siri chuckles, shaking her head.
"I don't even know how you'll explain about your new girlfriend to your master, Garen," Quin-lan quips, with a malicious smile my way.
I glare at him. "I was planning on leaving that part out, thanks Quin-lan," I growl back. He laughs; obnoxious chosski. Master Jinn looks rather pale.
"From what I've heard thus far, these past few days sound like quite the journey," he raises his brows, inquisitively. "Does this…Um…Er… Always happen when you five are put together?" he inquires. We all look at one another curiously.
When we were younglings….? Not counting the times we trapped our classmates in trees or broke into the archives…?
Obi-wan clears his throat, memories evident on his expression. "Sometimes ignorance is the best shield master," he says sensibly. "Especially where we're concerned," Siri agrees with a nod. "With that said, how should we begin the story?" Bant asks, rubbing her scaled hands together giddily. This will be quite the fun tale. I look around at my friends, and grin.
A Jedi is used to saying goodbye, and we say it more than hello, but somehow I suspect that with us five, goodbyes are no longer an option. We've spent too long at each other's sides for that. This is just one adventure among the many yet to come. I can't wait.
"How about we start with the one word none of us know but that accompanied every pivotal moment these past three days?" I suggest.
The others turn to stare at me curiously, wondering what it could be. I grin my lopsided grin and raise my brows. You guy's know what I mean.
"Oh!" They say in eager unison. "You mean….?" Obi-wan leans forward, eyes twinkling. "AAARRRGGHHH!" We all scream in our best imitation.
The look on Master Jinn's face is enough to keep us all laughing for a very, very long time.
THE END