Obi-Wan's New Droid

For Padme A

"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you," a quiet voice sang in the just turned fourteen-year-old's sleeping ear. Obi-Wan squirmed as the beard tickled where his Master pressed a kiss to his temple.

"Mmm, go 'way," Obi said, swatting a hand at his Master. "Wait, birthday?"

"It's your birthday today. You didn't remember?" Qui-Gon asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"No. How old 'm I now?"

Qui chuckled. "Fourteen."

"Mm, thas nice," the boy slurred, rolling over and looking at his Master with bleary eyes.

"Time to get up, Padawan. I already let you sleep in."

"Do I havto?"

"Yes."

Obi groaned but sat up with a yawn, scrubbing a hand over his eyes.

"Come on and get dressed. Breakfast is waiting," Qui said, standing and walking out of the room. Obi grudgingly obeyed, pulling his pajamas off and throwing them on the floor. He pulled on a pair of clean trousers, then went out to the kitchen.

"Obi-Wan, where is your tunic?" Qui asked with a smirk, his eyes twinkling in amusement.

"Mm, wha?" Obi asked tiredly, still not awake. He glanced down at his bare torso. "Oh." He walked back to his room and found a tunic. He reemerged and Qui laughed.

"It's on backward," he said.

"Wha?" Obi looked down, shrugged, and sat at the table. His Master placed a plate of French Toast in front of the boy. Obi looked up in confusion. "Why is breakfast special?"

"It's your birthday!"

"Oh, yeah." Obi picked up his fork and began to eat. This was how it was every day. Obi wouldn't be awake for a full half hour after he had gotten out of bed. It was quite funny.

"Once you finish, we'll go find your present."

"It's na here?"

"No."

"Where's it?"

"Somewhere else."

"Ohhhh." The half-awake boy finished his breakfast and went to brush his teeth while Qui rinsed the dishes, then they got ready to go. Obi-Wan put his boots on the wrong feet, but Qui-Gon didn't press the matter. They took the turbolift down to the hangar, where Obi's present awaited them. Obi-Wan yawned and tripped over his own feet because of his boots as he stepped off the turbolift. Qui-Gon caught him just in time before he face-planted.

"Okay, kid, wake up." Qui-Gon gripped Obi-Wan's cheeks between thumb and forefinger. "Look. At. Me. Wake. Up. Obi. Wan."

"Huh?"

Qui-Gon rolled his eyes. "Arfour!" he called. A small red and white astromech rolled to him. "Wake him up, please." The droid brandished her electro-prod, turned down to low power. Qui-Gon laughed deviously. "You wouldn't."

"Yes, I would," R4 replied in binary. She zapped the boy in the leg. Obi-Wan yelped and jumped three feet in the air.

"Yeowch! What was that for?" He glared at the droid, rubbing his leg.

"Obi-Wan, meet Arfour-Peeseventeen. Called Arfour for short. She's your birthday present." The boy's eyes widened in shock.

"Really?! She's mine?!"

"Yep."

"Thank you, Master! Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" Obi-Wan knelt and hugged the droid, resting his cheek against her dome. Then he jumped up and squeezed his Master as hard as he could.

"O-okay, Ob-bi. I have to *cough* breathe now," Qui-Gon rasped. Obi let go of his Master and hugged the droid again.

"Come on, Arfour. Let's go!" Obi-Wan ran down the hangar, R4 following.

"Now, Mister Kenobi, don't cause too much trouble!" Qui-Gon called after him.

"I won't!" He called back. And then he tripped and fell.

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Hope you enjoyed! Sorry, it's been a while! Jsyk, I have the rest of the story planned out on my outline. (Yes, I make outlines for stories on ACTUAL paper! I'm weird like that.) I think there will be around 8-10 chapters more before I start the sequel 'The Adventures of Obi and Ani'. For those of you who enjoy The Clone Wars, check out my new story 'A New Start'. Also, check out the new poll in my profile?

And a random side note: Listening to the Spirit soundtrack is so inspiring to listen to while writing. You guys should try it! (You can't take me, I'm FREE!)

Next chapter: First Real Mission

11/29/18