Pranks 28
AN: I admit I have had a dry spell when it comes to thinking up more pranks. Hopefully I'll think up some good ones soon. In the meantime please enjoy this crazy idea…
Anakin sat in his bedroom munching on chocolate. He loved chocolate, not that his Master bought him chocolate, no. Well, not this kind anyway. He had been so busy since he got back from his last shopping trip to that strange place that he had forgotten all about the basket of chocolate the man had given him. Finally spotting it sitting on his dresser, he went over to investigate – and almost had a heart attack when the candy had actually hopped at him! He was shamed to admit it but he had really freaked out and had almost run to his Master in fear.
"But I didn't."
Instead he had watched the chocolate carefully from a safe distance on the other side of his room. It had hopped around on his bed for a short time and then had sat still. After waiting another five minutes, he had snuck over and poked at it. Nothing. The chocolate refused to stir and had just sat there as if it weren't alive.
Yet it had been hopping around a few minutes ago! He had seen it!
Snatching it off the bed with both hands, he quickly bit the frog's head off. Chocolate was NOT supposed to hop around! As he chewed the yummy treat, he scowled. "That guy tricked me! It's his revenge for me scamming him!"
Yes, it was so clear in Anakin's mind. He nibbled on more of the chocolate, this time letting it melt slowly in his mouth. An idea started to form in his head based on what he had seen. Then a smile crept over his lips. "Obi-Wan would really freak!"
Yes, his poor Master would really have some kind of fit…
It would be hilarious!
"I just have to do it!"
Jamming the rest of the chocolate into his pocket for later, Anakin dashed out of his room and out of the apartment. A new snack had been released recently on Coruscant and his Master loved them. Obi-Wan ever the health freak claimed they were made of whole grains and were actually good for you. Not that Anakin cared about that; he just liked how they tasted. The treats came in a tall round canister and were shaped similar to the chocolate frog he had eaten except they were bigger and fatter. The shape was based on a popular Hutt snack. Well, the Hutts ate the real frog-like creatures and didn't even bother to cook them. The thought twisted the boy's face. He just couldn't imagine anyone sticking a wet, slimy creature that was still alive into his or her mouth. It was just so disgusting! Yet he was pretty sure he remembered seeing one of the brogs around here… He had spotted it the other day in one of the gardens and had tried to catch the thing. But the brog had been too fast and all he ended up was covered in sweat and dirt on his knees. And instead of his Master being angry at the stained clothing, he had just smiled and said it had been good exercise! Exercise! Not that his Master had known about the brog…
Reaching the garden, Anakin crept in and listened carefully for the brog's song. Not hearing anything, he headed for the stream. Brogs came from a swamp world called Nal Hutta so it was probably near the water. Using all the Jedi skills he had learned so far, he silently slinked closer and closer until only a short space separated him from the burbling brook. Peering around the base of a tree with long dangling leaves, he was delighted to see the fat amphibian resting on a flat rock almost directly in front of him. Getting ready, he suddenly leaped out and his hands closed around its plump body. "Got you!"
The brog struggled but Anakin wasn't about to lose it. Nor was its skin slimy like he had expected. Instead it felt warm from the sun. "I'm not going to hurt you! I'm just going to introduce you to my Master…"
Hiding the creature within his robes, Anakin hurried back to the shared apartment. Yes, it was time to prepare the prank! After checking to see that his Master was once again busy with his computer, Anakin dashed into the kitchen and pulled down the container of Brog Bites. Peeling the plastic lid off the canister he was delighted to see only three snacks remained inside. Taking the snacks out with one hand, he quickly dropped the brog in. He paused, wondering if he should make some air holes so the creature could breath and wouldn't suffocate. Glancing at his chronometer, he saw it was just a few minutes until Obi-Wan got the munchies attack and headed for the kitchen. Deciding the amphibian should be OK for a few minutes, he closed up the canister, put it back on the shelf, closed the cabinet, grabbed the three snacks and ran to his room on tiptoe.
Just on schedule, Obi-Wan headed for the kitchen and opened the snack cabinet. Licking his lips, he reached for the canister of Brog Bites. He peeled the lid off and reached inside without looking.
"AAAHHHHH!" Obi-Wan shrieked when he felt his hand close around something that was warm and obviously alive. The container clattered to the floor and the brog hopped out.
"CROAK! CROAK!" the brog said loudly.
Pale faced, Obi-Wan clung to his throat with one hand. There had been a real brog in the container, the same container he had been eating snacks out of…it was sickening! His snacks had touched its body…it had lived in there for who knows how long? Long enough to contaminate his snacks! He could get sick… Obi-Wan's stomach rolled and bubbled dangerously and he felt like he was going to be sick. Leaning against the counter he took several deep breaths to calm himself, his Jedi discipline running through his mind. He had seen much worst stuff than a brog of course…
Determination gripped his face and he snatched up the com. Bending down, he picked up the empty container of Brog Bites and read the tiny number way on the bottom. He was going to complain to the manufacturer! His fingers danced over the com as he punched in the correct number.
"Hello and thank you for calling the Omega Snack Company. How may I help you?"
"Hello. I found a brog in my Brog Bites." Obi-Wan complained.
"There's supposed to be brogs in Brog Bites."
"No, I mean a real brog!" Obi-Wan explained as he eyed the plump green creature as it hopped around his kitchen floor.
"You must be mistaken."
"No! Really! I'm serious!" He insisted.
"CROAK! CROAK! CROAK!" The brog said as it sat on the floor. A puddle began to form underneath it.
"AAHHHHH! It just leaked all over my floor!" Obi-Wan shrieked in horror.
The brog leaped onto his boot and then tried to cling to his pant leg.
"AHHHHHH! Get off! Get off! You're getting my clothes wet and stinky!" Obi-Wan shook his leg frantically.
"Sir? Sir?"
The brog clung stubbornly as it had little claws on its feet. The black claws dug into the material of his pant leg and started to climb up his leg.
Obi-Wan shook his leg harder to no avail. He started to hop around the kitchen on one foot while shaking his other leg in the air. "Your brog is attacking me!"
"That's impossible, sir. Our snacks are made of wholesome grains…"
"And I told you this is a REAL brog! Fat and green with evil eyes…how could you DO such a horrible thing, putting a real brog in with your snacks?"
"Sir? Are you on any medications?"
The brog climbed up past Obi-Wan's hips and dug its little black claws into the material over his stomach. After resting a moment, it quickly dashed up to his neck and crawled into his tunic.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH! It went inside my shirt!" Obi-Wan shrieked and started to pound on his chest with the hand that was not holding the com. Panicked, he started running around and around his kitchen. He could feel the thing inside his shirt moving against his skin. "Your filthy brog is inside my shirt!"
"Sir…."
Obi-Wan started to tear off his robe, tunics and shirts. The pile of clothing fell to the floor and the brog landed on top of the warm, soft material. Obi-Wan's blue eyes bugged out in absolute shock.
"IT HAD BABIES!"
"Sir, wholegrain snacks can not have babies…"
"IT DID! IT DID! IT DID! THEY'RE HOPPING ALL OVER MY KITCHEN!"
"Sir, if you insist on keeping this up I'll be forced to report you. This line is for real complaints…"
"AAAAHHHHHH! BABIES!"
"Goodbye, sir. I suggest you take your medicine."
CLICK.
"CROAK! CROAK! CROAK!" said the mother grog.
"Croak croak croak!" said the baby grogs.
Desperate to get rid of the nasty creatures, Obi-Wan quickly scooped them all up in his robe and gently wrapped them up. Hunched over with the bundle pressed against his chest, he snuck out into the hallway. Relieved that no one was in sight, he dashed down the hallway. He had to ditch the awful things before Mace started complaining about all the sounds they were making. He knew just where to put them…
A few hours later Master Yoda returned to his dark quarters after a hectic day. It had taken the barbershop the entire day just to shave all the white hair off over and over as it had kept growing back just as fast as it was removed!
"CROAK! CROAK!"
Master Yoda paused and turned on a light. To his utter surprise, his quarters were filled with little green creatures! Horrified, Yoda ran down the corridor screaming.
"AAAAHHHHHH! A mother I am! Had babies I did! Boy I thought I was! AAHHHHHHH!"
To be continued…
Author's Note: I have no idea what the frog-like creature Jabba eats in ROTJ is really called so I made up the name of brog. Hope that is OK.
