MEMORIES part one
Timeline: Post-ROTJ
Genre: Humor
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Jedi Master Luke Skywalker shoved the large wooden box against the wall with the others. He had decided that his task for the day would be sorting and cleaning out Ben's old home. He really hoped that he would be able to keep the house as it had been, but vandals and thieves would plunder the place once they found out no one lived there. Hence, Luke began placing things in piles for storage. Also, the young Master was hoping that perhaps he could find something from Ben's past- anything that would give him insight to the man, and the Jedi, he once was. Yet, with moving the last box, Luke finished the house and found nothing.
Sighing, the young man stood and promptly smacked his head on the hollow ceiling. His first reaction was- "OUCH!", but his second was- "It's hollow?" Wasting no time, Luke probed with his fingers and soon found a small release button. With anticipation, the Master hit the button and found all sorts of things tumbling down to his feet.
Luke looked over the various items: holovids, parcels of paper, and other belongs littered the floor. With a smile, the young man realized that he found what he had been hoping to find; he found the key to Ben's, or rather Obi-Wan's, past.
The Master took a seat and began to sort the objects not yet feeling like he was intruding.
Unbeknownst to him, however, someone did feel like he was intruding.
"Master," came the indignant squawk. "Those are my things!"
The older man shook his head. "Really, Obi-Wan, let the boy look at them. He deserves that much."
Obi-Wan crossed his arms. "Just wait until he sees the holo of your 40th birthday party." He muttered.
"WHAT?!?!" Now it was Qui-Gon's turn to be indignant. "Why that nosy little brat."
"Tisk, tisk Master." Obi-Wan reproached. "Let the boy look." He sent his Master's words back at him with a smile.
Qui-Gon turned to the younger Jedi. "You won't be so happy when he finds that holo of you and a certain female Padawan."
Obi-Wan paled as Qui-Gon looked back at Luke.
The young Master had sorted the items and began to look at a small collection of hand written notes.
"Dearest Obi-" He read to himself.
"Dearest Obi?" Qui-Gon raised an eyebrow at his Padawan. Obi-Wan buried his hands in his face.
"I will wait for you in our spot until you come." Luke continued. "I hope your Master doesn't find you missing. We'll have to watch our backs if this is to continue. Till then. Yours, Ala." The young man smiled as he looked over the rest of the letters from Ala. Most of them were short and confirmed the fact of their meetings.
"Appears you did do a good job of getting away from your Master." He commented as he put the letter back in order.
Obi-Wan held his hands out in front of him in a defensive gesture. "I only went out like ten times!"
Qui-Gon stared at his apprentice. "That would be ten times too many."
"Well maybe if you had let me see her more I wouldn't have done it." The young Jedi commented as he turned back to Luke.
The young man had found a small collection of holovids and was activating them. The first one contained a picture of Obi-Wan looking roughly fourteen. He was standing next to a large Jedi whom Luck assumed was his Master after Yoda. The older man had his hands on the boy's shoulder and Obi-Wan's face held a goofy smile.
"First time you won the Padawan lightsaber constant." Qui-Gon commented.
The holo faded and was replaced by another one that had to occur only minutes after the first. In this picture, Obi-Wan was being attacked by a Calamari female that had her arms around his neck. The Master was similarly being attacked, but by a lovely female human. She had her arms slung over his shoulder giving him a gentle hug.
Obi-Wan chuckled. "I think Bant and Tahl were more excited by the win then you and I."
Luke moved the picture aside and brought up another one. This one had a picture of an older Obi-Wan, probably twenty, with a female Jedi giving him a kiss on the cheek. The young Jedi's face was a bright pink and he appeared to be trying to get the female away from him.
"I never did understand why you didn't like Padawan Fiona."
Obi-Wan raised his eyebrows at Qui-Gon. "Master, she smelled like a bantha!"
"Hmmph, that's not a nice thing to say."
"It's the truth, though."
Luke moved over a couple holos and decided to activated a vid. The first one he grabbed soon came to life.
"Get that away from me now, Padawan." The face of the Jedi Master in the picture with Obi-Wan came into view. From what Luke could see, the Master appeared to have been woken up by the camera in his face. He, also, didn't seem happy about it.
"Master, smile!"
"I'm warning you, Obi-Wan Kenobi, if you want to live to Knighthood leave this instant."
The camera moved around in a circle that made Luke dizzy, but finally came to rest right in front of Obi-Wan's young face. "It appears that the dormant Master Qui-Gon Jinn has been awaken. I shall attempt to remove myself from his den without causing myself any harm."
"PADAWAN!"
The camera quickly swirled around again to the full figure of Qui-Gon. The Master had his hand on his hips and was not looking pleased.
"Give me the camera, now."
"But, Master-"
The argument fell on deaf ears as the Master put his hand over the lens. "Ow! Not the braid, Master!" Was the last comment before the vid cut out.
Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon looked at each other and simultaneously broke out in uncontrolled laughter.
Luke shook his head oddly and moved to the next vid. If the first one had been different, this one was unexplainable. The Jedi Master, who he now knew was Qui-Gon, stood with a great big party hat on his head atop of a table. He appeared to be dancing, though Luke couldn't be sure what type of dance. In the background, he could hear laughter from various people.
"Qui, you look like an idiot!" Someone yelled from the background and the camera swung around to the voice. A tall, dark skinned Jedi was waving his arm towards Qui-Gon on the table.
"You're just jealous you don't have the moves like I do, Mace!" The Dancing Master retorted.
Suddenly, the camera moved around the room stopped at various Master and Knights. Each one gave the camera a wave and smile.
A loud noise, though, brought the vid back to Qui-Gon. The tall Master had somehow misstepped on the table and landed ungracefully on his bottom on the floor. Unfortunately, he had somehow also, landed half on Yoda.
"Off me you will get!"
Quick as a flash, Qui-Gon jumped to his feet while laughter from the Jedi irrupted throughout the small room. Yoda turned to the camera.
"Off now!" And it did so.
Qui-Gon covered his face with his hands while Obi-Wan took a seat on the ground from laughing so hard. "I had forgotten that you landed on Master Yoda!" A few gulps of air later and the young Jedi rose to his feet. "And that dancing! What were you thinking?"
The older man shook his head. "Okay, I might have had a few drinks."
"A few?!?!"
"A lot." Qui-Gon corrected.
"That's what I thought."
Luke continued to stare at the vid in his hands wondering what on earth he had just seen. Realizing he'd never know, he moved on.
The next holo was activated and quickly shut down once he got a good idea of what the picture was of.
Obi-Wan dropped on signs of humor as he noticed that holo. Qui-Gon elbowed his Padawan, "That was quiet a compromising position, wasn't it?"
The young man let off a moan type sound, but said nothing. His Master spoke, however. "I would have thought you would have gotten rid of that one, Obi-Wan. Seriously, why would you record that and save it?"
Obi-Wan looked up with a sheepish smile. "Posterity?"
"There's a word for what you made."
"Memories?" Obi-Wan supplied.
"Porn." Qui-Gon answered.
Luke moved to a small bound book and opened the cover.
"Oh great, now my journal! Will he ever stop?" Obi-Wan commented.
The young Master flipped through the pages and began to read one at random.
"Everyday I miss him more than the one before. I still don't know how or why he entrusted this boy- the Chosen One- to me. I'm not ready or worthy of this task. He would have been such a better Master than I. He would have raised the boy to be the greatest Knight ever. Me, I'll be lucky if he becomes a Knight." Luke's voice trailed off, but Qui-Gon had heard enough to know exactly what his Padawan had been writing about.
Obi-Wan's face turned red, from what he didn't know, though. Qui-Gon put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it gently. "You did better than I ever would have."
"Yeah, sure. Was that before or after he turned to the Dark Side?"
"That was unavoidable, sadly. But look," He pointed to Luke. "You did save the Jedi and you brought back balance. Even Anakin was saved in the end."
"Actually, Luke did that."
"But you gave him the direction."
Obi-Wan shrugged. "That was just luck."
Qui-Gon sighed. "No, that was not luck. That was your power and talent that saved the Jedi and guided Luke." The Master looked back at Luke who had pushed aside the journal and went back to the more entertaining holos. He activated it and Qui-Gon stared at the picture that came up.
"Oh, WON-derful." He heard Obi-Wan exclaim next to him.
The picture suddenly came into focus to the Master. "Is that y-you?"
"I swear, I'm going to kill him!" The younger man yelled while shaking his fists.
Qui-Gon's laughter soon joined Luke's as the younger Master realized the picture.
The holo, which Obi-Wan wish he had destroyed, was that of him red-faced with lipstick and eye shadow on. Off to the side, Bant was holding her sides from laughing and Garen was pointing with a look of pure entertainment on his face.
"I can't believe they did that while I was sleeping," Obi-Wan muttered.
"I think the color looks nice on you." Qui-Gon attempted to say the comment with a straight face, but failed miserably.
"I swear, when that kid becomes one with the Force, he's going to get it!" Obi-Wan threatened.
"Don't be a sore sport, Padawan. I mean really you do look nice with that pink lipstick."
"AUGH!" Was the answer to that statement.
Luke rummaged through more pictures and vids, until a lovely silver holovid caught his eye. He looked it over, admiring the beautiful cravings.
"NOT THAT ONE!" Obi-Wan cried.
"Why?" Qui-Gon questioned.
Before the young man could answer, another presence joined the two Jedi. "What's my son doing now?"
"ANAKIN!" Obi-Wan screeched. Another person moved next to Anakin. "AMIDALA!" He screeched again.
The two newest additions looked at the young Jedi oddly as did his Master.
"Are you okay?"
As if to answer the question, Luke activated the holovid, a picture of Obi-Wan and a woman kissing came to life.
"Oh, Force." Obi-Wan put his had to his mouth.
"Hey, Obi, who's the girl?"
Amidala looked closer at the holo and gasped. Qui-Gon looked closer and smiled. Anakin looked closer and his mouth dropped open.
"Is t-th-that m-my Amidala?"
Obi-Wan swallowed and faced his friend. "It wasn't like that!"
Anakin lunged for the Jedi and the two tumbled to the ground. Amidala looked at Qui-Gon, "It actually was a dare that Rabe told him to do and she happened to take a picture."
The Master nodded and watched the two on the ground as they tumbled about. "Perhaps you should tell him that."
Amidala shook her head. "He won't listen, but I can do one better." The one time Queen cleared her throat. "Anakin Skywalker! You leave Obi-Wan alone this instant or you will be sleeping on the floor."
The fighting stopped instantly and Anakin moved next to his loves side. "Sorry, dear."
She patted him on the head, "Good boy." The two walked away just as Obi-Wan rose to his feet.
Qui-Gon dusted off a few stray piece of dirt on Obi-Wan robe. "Well, that was interesting."
The younger man just shook his head.
Luke deactivated the holo and with a smile. He had only begun to go through the pictures and wondered what else laid in store for him. He never, in a millions years, would have thought Ben's pictures would be so entertaining- so unlike the man he knew.
The young man quickly grabbed a sofa cushion and sat back on the ground. As the sun slowly faded, the young Master continued to search into Ben's past and with each new picture, vid, letter or entry, he found himself getting to know that man he barely met, but instantly trusted, a bit more.
He, as he looked over the items, wished he had known the person that Obi-Wan was before everything had changed so suddenly for him staring with his Master's death.
And Obi-Wan, as he watched Luke look over the items, suddenly wished he had foresight to burn the embarrassing moments because he knew he would never be living most of them down.
"I can't believe you kissed Obi-Wan!!!" Or never heard the end of some of them.
The End.