These are just little random one-shots that I will be doing about the relationship between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan. They will be updated as often as I can, and if any wants me to expand on any of them or if you have a prompt for me, just say in the review :)
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Prompt by bluedragoninamber: Something back when Obi-Wan is still a padawan and a teenager. A Council scene in which Qui-Gon is called on the carpet by the Council for one of his "impulsive" decisions which nearly catastrophically sabotaged a delicate mission...if Obi-Wan hadn't saved the day. The Council praises Obi-Wan and berates Qui-Gon. The Council feels Qui-Gon needs to be taught a lesson...and leaves it up to Obi-Wan to decide how that lesson will be taught and to administer that lesson. Obi-Wan comes up with a creative way to do that, and Qui-Gon finally realizes just how much of a treasure Obi-Wan is to him...and tells and shows him. Fluff and cuddles follow...paternal Qui-Gon.
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"Years of good relations and peaceful trade agreements…ruined because you couldn't wait for specific orders on how to proceed."
Qui-Gon stared straight ahead, trying to drown out the scolding of the council. Standing by his side, was eight year old, Obi-Wan Kenobi…his new padawan who had been forced upon him in an attempt to tame the Master's rebellious nature and to help him forget about Xanatos.
"With all due respect Council I-"
"Respect you have not!" scolded Master Yoda, slamming his gimmer stick down onto the ground, "Your own methods, you have chosen. Conflict you have created!"
Qui-Gon winced. During trade negotiations with a nearby colony, there had been some misunderstandings about specific customs….which had then led to chaos. A young female had been isolated from the rest of the group, remaining silent with her face covered…Qui-Gon, upon witnessing this, assumed that she was being abused.
He called the council, who told him to wait for further evidence…but Qui-Gon couldn't accept that and tried to help, entering her tent in the middle of the night.
It turns out, that that was the tradition for engaged females...and no male was allowed inside her personal tent.
The leader of the colony had accused Qui-Gon of trying to place his claim on the young female, when she was already betrothed. It was all a misunderstanding of course, but the conflict and scandal had almost ruined the relationship between the Jedi and the colony.
Qui-Gon took a deep breath, "I know that the council are disappointed with me, however, at the time-"
Once again, he was interrupted by the banging of Master Yoda's stick against the floor. "Matters not, it does. Your punishment, we must decide on."
Glancing around the council room, Qui-Gon remained calm against the frowns and disappointed stares. The soft tugging on the edge of his robe was ignored as he awaited the council's decision. As the tugging continued, Qui-Gon noticed that Master Yoda's attention was drawn to his young padawan.
"Padawan Kenobi."
At the mention of his name, Obi-Wan instinctively straightened up and stared at a spot just over Master Yoda's head. Qui-Gon couldn't help but smile…whilst their relationship had been rocky lately, he had to admit that the eight year old had begun to worm his way into his heart.
"Your decision, this punishment will be."
Now this caught Qui-Gon's attention. With an incredulous look at the Jedi Master, he began to protest, "You can't be serious! My padawan does not have the authority to-"
He was interrupted by Master Yoda, who simply raised his hand, still staring at the young padawan. "Teach your padawan, you must….but teach you, he must as well. Your decision it is…Obi-Wan."
Nervously, Obi-Wan glanced between his Master and the council...not saying anything for several minutes. Taking pity on the young boy, Master Windu smiled…well as close to smiling as he could get. "How does Master Jinn punish you when you've been a bit naughty?"
This caused Obi-Wan to shake his head, his eyes wide in worry. "I haven't been naughty, honest!"
Qui-Gon couldn't help but come to his padawan's defence, "This is true. Obi-Wan has been nothing but perfect since I became his Master. Some issues with control, but nothing that he hasn't immediately tried to rectify."
Master Yoda held up a silencing hand, his eyes still focused on Obi-Wan. "Punishments, you have seen though hmmmm?"
A silent nod.
Yoda smiled, "Then your decision it is."
Obi-Wan mused to himself for a few moments, his face scrunching up in thought as he nervously glanced up at his Master every so often. Eventually, the young boy took a deep breath. "Well…we used to do extra katas that would make us really tired and then the instructor would make us stand in the corner until we truly understood what it is that we did wrong? It was really hard to stand up after all those katas, and if we moved, we had to start all over again!"
Qui-Gon felt as though his heart dropped into his chest as the council chuckled at this….they wouldn't….would they?
Master Windu smirked at him, "Obi-Wan…I think you may have something there."
"Now Mace, you can't be serious-"protested Qui-Gon, however, his friend (who soon may be his ex-friend) was quick to interrupt.
"You heard your padawan Qui-Gon…I believe a trip to the training room may be in order?"
Glancing at his padawan, who seemed more nervous than ever, Qui-Gon shook his head. "No…isn't there the option to ban me from going on missions for a while?!"
"There was once…" sighed Mace, "…But it doesn't seem to have had an affect on you. You still continue to disobey us and rush ahead without thinking of the consequences. No…this has to happen."
Qui-Gon opened his mouth to protest once again, however, Master Yoda slammed his stick against the ground. "Decided it is. To the training room, we shall go."
As the council rose, Qui-Gon frowned. "Everyone? B-but-"He was ignored as the council moved past him, with Mace prompting him to follow.
Slowly the group made their way to where the training rooms were, and entered an empty one. Spinning around to face Qui-Gon, Mace drew his lightsabre. "Maybe we should make our way through the katas of all the forms. That should wear you out."
Resisting the urge to glare at his padawan (who had been moved to one side by Master Yoda), Qui-Gon drew his own lightsabre and moved into the first position.
"Begin!"
…It took over three hours for Qui-Gon to make his way through every kata, and by that point he was ready to collapse to his knees and beg for forgiveness. Sweat poured down his face as he panted heavily, his eyes unfocused as he desperately tried to catch his breath.
Mace glanced over at Obi-Wan, who looked as though he was going to leap up from his seat and help his Master. Silently, he gestured for the boy to wait where he was as he strode up to Qui-Gon. "Qui-Gon…come on, the punishment's not quite over."
Qui-Gon resisted the urge to whine, slowly limping over to the corner, where he rested his head against the wall and tried to catch his breath…every part of his body ached.
"Away, you must stay, hmmmm Obi-Wan?"
"Y-Yes Master Yoda….."
Qui-Gon smiled at the guilty sound in his padawan's voice.
"Now…" began Master Yoda, "…your own training, you are missing out on hmmmm?"
"Y-yes Master Yoda."
"Teach you, I will."
"Really?!"
Qui-Gon heard Yoda chuckle warmly, making him smile. Master Yoda always did enjoy spending time with the younglings, often arguing that the sense of innocence and peace that children gave off soothed him and made meditation easier.
Over the next hour, Qui-Gon listened to the sounds of his padawan giggling as Mace and Yoda 'argued' over what Form they should teach Obi-Wan. It was all an act of course, to keep Obi-Wan's mind away from his (humiliated) master in the corner…but it caused Qui-Gon to think.
When was the last time he heard Obi-Wan laugh like that?
…Has he ever heard his padawan laugh like that?
Qui-Gon sighed wearily, his legs aching as he forced all thoughts of pain and tiredness to the back of his head. When two senior Council members were more successful at making your padawan happy than you were…then it was time to change.
Once his time was up, Qui-Gon heard Master Yoda's cane slam against the ground. "Out you may come Qui-Gon."
Wearily, Qui-Gon pushed himself away from the wall and limped over to the two masters and his young padawan.
Mace bit back a smirk at the sight, schooling his face into something sterner. "What have you learnt from this experience?"
Qui-Gon resisted the urge to glare at his friend, nodding as he bowed slightly….wincing as his back tensed in pain. "T-to listen to the council before making any rash decisions…" *Even if it seemed like the best course of action was to act immediately* he thought rebelliously.
Seemingly satisfied with this, Master Yoda and Master Windu moved to one side and allowed Qui-Gon to leave the training room. Keeping his head up and his back straight, Qui-Gon limped out of the room, closely followed by his padawan….who remained silent.
It felt like hours when they finally reached their rooms, and as soon as they entered, Qui-Gon collapsed onto the sofa and groaned in pain.
"I-I'm sorry…" he heard a voice whisper.
Qui-Gon glanced over to Obi-Wan and frowned slightly at the upset look on his face. "Pardon little one?"
Obi-Wan took a shuddering breath, "I-I'm sorry. I didn't think they'd actually make you go through with it…."
Chuckling softly, Qui-Gon raised his arm as an invitation for Obi-Wan to come closer…which the eight year old was quick to do. Pulling the young child into a hug, Qui-Gon chuckled again. "You have no need to be sorry little one. If you hadn't have spoken up, then I can guarantee that the council would have thought up a worse punishment for me…I'll take a few sore muscles and a bit of humiliation over suspension any day."
Obi-Wan nodded, shuffling closer to his Master. "So…I'm not in trouble then?"
"Oh yes…you are. I believe some lines on respecting your Master are in order"
"B-but-"
"And maybe an extra training session tomorrow…."
"Master!"
