Pranks 37
Anakin giggled as he snuck out of the bathroom at 5 in the morning. He had just set up another great prank on his poor Master, Obi-Wan. Creeping on silent tiptoes so he wouldn't disturb his still slumbering Master, he crept back to his bedroom. Hoping into bed, he pulled the covers over himself and pretended he was asleep. Soon the fun would start…
About an hour or so later, Obi-Wan woke up. Yawning, he stretched his hands high overhead. By the Force, why did Jedi have to get up so early? Because they were Jedi, that's why. His half-open eyes glanced towards the bedroom window. Except for a faint red trace on the distant horizon, the sky was still dark. Still, it was time to get up and moving. Smacking his dry mouth sleepily, he tossed the covers off and crawled out of bed. Swaying slightly for a moment, he steadied himself with a hand on the mattress. Once he was in control of his body again, he padded to the bathroom on bare feet.
Entering the bathroom, his hand automatically moved to the light switch. Finding it in the dark from sheer habit, he depressed the tiny button.
FLASH!
There was a brilliant flash of light and then utter darkness again.
"Drat!" Obi-Wan swore as the bulb burned out. Red and green afterimages danced before his eyes and he stumbled slightly. Leaning against the metal jamb, he blinked his eyes and waited for the odd colors to go away. "Now I'll have to change the bulb!"
The Jedi shook his head sadly. The Republic was going to Tartarus in a hand basket, fast. Hadn't the package the bulb came in promised ten years of use? "And I just changed that bulb last month!"
Not only were politicians crooked but manufactures, too!
"Well, am I Jedi or not? I don't need light to shower and dress really…" Removing his pajamas, he neatly hung them up on the convenient hook on the bathroom door. Stepping into the shower, he reached for the faucets to turn the water on. But instead of his hands meeting clean metal it encountered slippery goop!
"What the?" Obi-Wan uttered in disgust as he quickly jerked both hands away from the unexpected slime. Unknown to Obi-Wan, Anakin had carefully smeared petroleum jelly on the faucets! The bearded Jedi stood in the shower for a long moment, contemplating what he should do. Cautiously, he lifted a hand to his nose and sniffed. Recognizing the scent, he relaxed slightly. "Well, I just need to wash it off…"
Once again Obi-Wan reached out and gripped the shower faucets. His hands slid on the curved pieces of metal and he gritted his teeth. Tightening his grip, he tried yet again. "Drat thing, stop sliding in my hands!"
Deciding to grip only one faucet with both hands, he tightened all of his fingers around it and attempted to turn on the water. Loosing his grip on it, he fell forward and hit his head on the tile wall.
"Ouch!"
This left him in a kneeling position on the shower floor. Forgetting himself, he lifted a grease-smeared hand and touched the front of his head where he had bumped it. Carefully he probed the tender area with his fingertips and ascertained it wasn't serious at all. Then his blue eyes widened as he realized what he had just done. "Drat! Now I got it in my hair as well!"
Obi-Wan liked to think himself good at gathering information and finding solutions. He would put his mind to work and find a solution to get the goop off both his hands and the faucets. "A towel! I'll wipe the goop off into a towel!"
Smiling, he carefully rose to his feet and climbed out of the shower stall. There were several big fluffy bath towels hanging on a rack in the bathroom and he reached for one. Pulling one free of the rack, he started to wipe his hands and …
"AH – AH-AH-CHOO!"
A big cloud of loose lint went flying up into the air from the towel almost immediately. Sneezing wildly, Obi-Wan waved his grease-covered hands in the air in a vain attempt to push it away from his face. Unfortunately, he still held the towel in one hand and this only created more dust in the air.
Coughing now, he stumbled blindly in the dark over to the nearby wall. Upon touching it, he dropped the towel and reached out for the fan switch. If he turned it on, it should hopefully suck all the dust outside through a vent… Sliding his hand all over the wall he finally found what he was looking for. With a strangled cough, he flipped it to the on position.
HELLO EVERYBODY!
Startled, Obi-Wan jerked his head backward and blindly gawked up at the ceiling where the booming voice had come from. "Now what the heck is going on?"
The next moment some loud rock-and-roll music started playing, the floor boards thumping wildly under Obi-Wan's bare feet. Angry, Obi-Wan flipped the fan switch to the off position, sure that would shut the annoying music off. But instead of turning the awful racket off, a strobe light started flashing in the dark bathroom.
"By the Force!" Obi-Wan shut his stinging eyes tightly and angrily started flipping the fan switch on and off frantically, hoping that would stop the strobe and the too-loud music. Even with his eyelids closed he could see the brilliant flashes of white light. And then a new sound assaulted his tender eardrums. Tilting his head sideways, he attempted to hear it better.
"KENOBI! SHUT THAT RACKET OFF! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!"
Oh No! It was Mace!
Deciding he had better leave the bathroom and deal with Mace, Obi-Wan reached for the doorknob…
"KENOBI! DO YOU HEAR ME?"
The knob came off in Obi-Wan's greasy hand. "Uh oh!"
"I'M WARNING YOU! IF YOU DON'T SHUT THAT RACKET OFF…"
Obi-Wan poked the knob blindly at the door, hoping against hope it would slide back into the tiny hole it had come from. But he couldn't see the hole and his guess was way off. Panicking, he jammed the knob against the metal door too hardly and it slipped from his greasy hand. It clattered to the floor and rolled off who knows where. The Jedi stepped backward and found it the hard way, the tender arch of his right foot coming down on it. Yelping in pain, he lost his balance and fell to the floor.
"THERE ARE A THOUSAND JEDI IN THIS TEMPLE AND YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT MAKES RACKET!"
"Ooohhhhhh…." Obi-Wan moaned. He had to get out of this bathroom. The entire placed was rigged with booby traps! Crawling to his feet once again, the Jedi moved towards the bathroom's only window. Luckily, it was just big enough for a person to crawl out of…
"I just hope it opens…" he moaned to himself. His head was aching from the awful music, Mace screaming and the too annoying flashing light. "And it used to be such a nice bathroom…"
"KENOBI!"
"Shut up already!" Obi-Wan yelled back at Mace, his patience wearing thin. "I'm doing all I can!"
Maybe if he were lucky, Mace would get hauled away in a straight jacket…
Yes that sounded good…
"And they could put this blaring music and flashing light in Mace's private rubber room…"
Obi-Wan pushed against the window and felt it move outward. Without warning, the whole thing crashed to the ground far below. "Oops!"
The Jedi stuck his head out the window and glanced down. The grass was far below, broken shards of glass and bits of window frame littering it. Not that he cared about that, no. He had to escape! With freedom so close, he leaped out the window headfirst. Doing a flip to turn himself around, he then used the Force to lower himself to the ground. His feet touched down a bit harder than he liked, but he could live with that. He had also narrowly avoided the debris from his smashed window.
A cool breeze blew past and it made him realize something, something very important. He glanced down at himself and frowned. He had forgotten his clothes up in the bathroom! "Drat!"
He stood there for a moment, staring up at the dark windows of the Temple. Apparently everyone was still asleep so he needn't worry about anyone spotting him in such an embarrassing situation. A blush crept up into his face, most of it hidden by his facial hair. "I'll kill that Padawan for this!"
Not that he really meant it. He was just very, very annoyed. But Anakin would be hearing from him!
"This isn't funny at all!" Obi-Wan grumbled as he stalked across the thick grass towards the Temple's nearest door. The sky to the east was growing brighter by the moment and he had to hurry. Increasing his pace, his heel came down on a sharp stone and he howled in pain. Hopping on one foot, his injured foot held in both hands, he struggled to keep his balance. But it wasn't to be so and he tumbled to the grass. Picking the hated stone up, he flung it as hard as he could. The rock sailed through the air and…
CRASH!
Obi-Wan's blue eyes opened wide and all pain in his heel was instantly forgotten. Leaping to his feet, he streaked across the grass at full speed and skittered around the nearby corner. Pressing his back against the cold building, he struggled to catch his breath. "Did I just do what I thought I did?"
"HEY!" A disgruntled voice called. "Who broke my window!"
Obi-Wan crept into some nearby bushes and huddled low. He had to get back inside the Temple! Creeping in the narrow gap between the Temple and the row of shrubs, he finally reached the door. Pushing it inward, he silently crept inside. Nervously his eyes darted in all directions; sure that someone would see him. A sigh escaped his lips when he realized the hall was still deserted. "What a relief!"
Of course, Obi-Wan had forgotten about the security cameras stationed all over the Temple. And it was those cameras that later picked up the image of one Jedi sneaking down the hallway with several rope mops strategically placed, held in place by a few more strands of rope he had torn off another mop!
To be continued…
Hope that was funny.