Disclaimer: I don't own SW or any recognizable characters. I won't permanently damage anyone. At least, not beyond fixing! LOL.
Author's Note: Thanks to young_padfoot, who made me get writing. Also, thanks for the Starburst HG. You know what I mean.
Silver, Anybody?
Part II
Qui-Gon is dragging Obi-Wan through the Temple from Bant's quarters to their own. Obi is still intoxicated with Silver and is not making much sense.
Obi: Master, will you marry me?
Qui: (So startled he almost drops the leash, uh, braid.) WHAT!?!?
Obi: I told Garen I wouldn't marry him because I love you.
(People stop and stare.)
Qui: (Beet red.) Obi! Shut up! Everyone in the hallway is staring at you. (Yanks Obi's braid to emphasize his point.)
Obi: (Wails) I knew you didn't love me! You really do hate me, don't you?
(If possible, more people are staring at the pair.)
Qui: (Yanks Obi's braid again.) Obi! We'll deal with this later!
Obi: I knew it! You hate me! You never give me hugs or hair ruffles!
Qui: Why should I give you hair ruffles if you insist on getting drunk?
Obi: I'm not as think as you drunk I am!
Qui: Huh?
Obi: Exactly. Besides, I'm not drunk. It's just SILVER!!!!!! (Shouts so loud that EVERYONE stops pretending to ignore them and just stares.)
Qui: Obi! Shut up and come on! (Yanks Obi's braid again, harder than the first few times.)
Obi: OOOWWWWWWWW!!!!! What was that for?
Qui: I felt like it.
(By now the pair has reached their shared quarters.)
Qui: Sit, Braid-Boy. We need to talk.
Obi: Talk? Talkey? OOHHHH BOY!!!!
Qui: Yes, a talk. We-
Obi: So you do like me? You aren't going to kick me out on the streets? YYYYYYYIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Qui: Of course not. I wouldn't kick you out onto the streets. I'd trade you in. Don't worry.
Obi: So were gonna have a talkey about doin' stuff together?
Qui: (Holding his head in his hands.) That's not exactly what I had in mind.
Obi: How come we don't do fun stuff together? Why don't you ever smile? Do you know how?
Qui: Yes, I know how to smile.
Obi: Bant and her Master had a makeover! Garen and his Master entered the Master/Padawan lightsaber tournament. Reeft and his Master were in a muja-eating contest.
Qui: If you really want a makeover, I think there are a few girls down the hall who would be happy to help you.
Obi: Really!? I think I'll go see them. (Gets up and heads for the door.)
Qui: Obi-Wan Kenobi! Get back here now!
Obi: Yessir, Master Jinny, sir!
Qui: Just go to your room! Now. Before I murder you.
Obi: (Acts cute and adorable.) You wouldn't really do that to me? Would you?
Qui: No. I'd get too much blood on the new carpet. The Council might not appreciate me replacing the carpet twice in two months.
Obi: But would you throw me off the balcony? Please? Pleeeaaassssseee?
Qui: No. Jump off yourself.
Obi: (Walks over and opens the screen.) Here goes! (Takes a running start and THUMP! Runs right into the see-through glass door.)
Qui: Obi? Are you all right?
Obi: Obi? Who's that?
Qui: You are. Remember, Padawan?
Obi: No. What's my name again?
Qui: (Face is suddenly lit by an evil grin.) Wobi-Ken Wekobi.
Obi: OK. Thanks. My Master would have killed me if I didn't come home with my name.
Qui: (Frowns.) Obi, I am your Master.
Obi: (Jumps up.) NO! You aren't my Master. SILVER IS MY MASTER!!!!!
Qui: Do I need to take you to the Healers?
Obi: NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! PPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSEEEEE!! I'm a good boy! Don't!!!!
Qui: Then go to bed.
Obi: But...but...I'm scared of the dark! It's not SILVER!! (Latches on to Qui so tightly that the Master is turning blue.) Please don't make me!! I'll sleep extra tomorrow! I promise, just don't make me sleep.
Qui: NO! Absolutely not! (Attempts to disentangle himself and fails.) Obi! Get off!
Obi: At least let me stay with you!
Qui: (Very exasperated.) Stop being a baby! If you're afraid of the dark, leave the lights on.
Obi: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! MASTER!! (Grabs Qui even tighter, if this is possible.)
Qui: (Sighs heavily.) All right. But you have to sleep.
Obi:
Obi: OK, Ok. I promise. I CAN do this. Sleep. Must sleep.
(Obi closes his eyes and is asleep almost instantly.)
Qui: (Very softly.) Good night Obi. (Carefully gets out from under Obi, turns the lights off and goes to his bed.)
(THE NEXT MORNING)
Qui: Up and at 'em! (Shakes Obi.)
Obi: (Whining, of course.) Master, I don't feel so good.
Qui: (Puts on a big, fake smile.) I'm sorry, but you still have to go to your classes.
Obi: Uuuugggggghhhhhhh. (Rolls off the couch and staggers to the bathroom. A minute later Qui hears him throwing up.)
Qui: (Snickers to himself.) Maybe I should tell him that it's Saturday.
(Qui-Gon thinks for a moment.)
Qui: Nah. That'll ruin my fun. And he thinks I have no sense of humor.
THE END!
Author's Note: (Again, I sure do like to blab, don't I?) Sorry about the r/n/r/n thing in the last chapter. I have no clue why the computer did that, other than the fact that it doesn't like me.
