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Master Jinn, Windu, and Yoda walked through the Jedi temple halls after a quiet talk in the gardens. Master Yoda had wanted the other two Jedi to see his new thorn-free rose bush he had been hybrid breeding.
In front of them, two little boys ran chasing one another through the halls; Definitely not allowed in the narrow temple halls. Yoda reached out with one of his little snarled hands and caught the only one he could, Obi-Wan Kenobi. The other unknown padawan kept running to stay away from *Yoda* trouble.
"Stop that running you will. Against the temple rules it is to run the halls. Master never teach you that did he?"
Obi hung his head to mimic humility and quiet compliance of Master Yoda's command but knew his grand master wasn't really going to do much to him. He never did. Just as Obi-Wan had wormed his way into his father's heart, Grandmaster Yoda and Uncle Mace felt equally as loving toward the little one.
He was quickly becoming the most loved but most stubborn little padawan in the Jedi order. One thing that helped push him into notoriety was that he was truly the youngest padawan and smallest in size to reach apprenticeship in the Jedi order history. Most children his age were still in the crèche. He stayed with his master in their little flat along with Damien, when he wasn't away at school.
"Master Yoda you know master taught me all the rules. You can't blame him for all my mistakes. I knew I shouldn't be running but I did it anyway."
Qui-Gon smiled. He was proud of the way Obi-Wan rightfully excepted the blame and tried to keep him out of trouble too.. Nothing Obi-Wan did failed to please his master and father.
"Good it is admit your mistake you do. Come to my apartment today you will. Cabinets in kitchens need cleaning they do. Right punishment it is for a little one who ignores our Jedi rules."
Mace and Qui-Gon both had to hide their smiles.
"Master Yoda isn't that a stiff punishment for a little one? I have seen those overstuffed cabinets of yours."
Yoda reached out and tapped Mace on one of his shins to let Mace know what he thought of his interference..
"Stay out my business of you will. Obi-Wan come with me you will. When finished you are, make peanut butter chocolate block fudge we will. Share it with Uncle Mace and father we certainly will not."
Yoda stuck out his hand and Obi-Wan gladly took it. Master Yoda had a way of making punishment seem fun. Of course he got his cabinets cleaned in the meantime.
Qui-Gon watched his imp go with Master Yoda.
"This is his *real* family now, myself and the Jedi. I think Obi-Wan finally feels wanted."
"Yes, I don't know a master or knight in-residence here at the temple that doesn't dote on your little one. Probably because they are not used to seeing one so little running all over the temple. Normally the little ones are in the crèche."
"Better not let my son here you call him *little*. He thinks he is equal to the older padawans and I have to admit he can hold his own with his saber training with the older apprentices. His arm reach is a bit shorter, but he compensates that with his sincere desire to be the best in his class. Yes, I am a lucky master and luckier father."
"I am glad things have worked out. If I am not being too nosy how did things go with your mother. Is she speaking too you yet?"
"Well you know Master Riddon gave her a permanent job at the little temple I use to run. I mean it is on her home planet and everything. She really hasn't talked to me. She used to comm Damien but they seemed to have grown apart. That was not my intent to put a wedge between them. However after Damien got away from her he saw what she had done, how she twisted his perception of life its self. My mother tried to turn him into the same vindictive person she is. No, I don't think Amos would want his son to feed off of anger the rest of his life. He had to let go of how his father was killed. Yes, it was unfair but Damien has made great strides in changing his attitude and outlook on life. Look at it this way, he can even tolerate Obi-Wan when he comes to temple during his school breaks."
"I guess that is a feat. I don't think I can be around him for over an hour or two. He makes me nervous with his own nervousness and hyperactivity. Although since the healers put him on the medicine for his anxieties and hyper ness he is doing better."
"Oh yes quite a bit better. The healers said that was why he had such a hard time reconnecting the bond and keeping his shields under control. They say he will out grow it with age."
"I hope so. We will have to use him to battle the Hutts if he doesn't. He wouldn't be able to sit through all the negotiations of others. The Hutts like to battle and talk very little in solving diplomatic things."
" I have all the faith in the world *my* Obi-Wan will become a great knight one day. I only hope that soon his grandmother will she the wrong she has done to both boys and come to her senses. I really think she and they would benefit with a loving relationship between the three. Until then though I am quite satisfied with my little family and my life as a Jedi master around all my friends, even you…. Mace…….."
THE END
Master Jinn, Windu, and Yoda walked through the Jedi temple halls after a quiet talk in the gardens. Master Yoda had wanted the other two Jedi to see his new thorn-free rose bush he had been hybrid breeding.
In front of them, two little boys ran chasing one another through the halls; Definitely not allowed in the narrow temple halls. Yoda reached out with one of his little snarled hands and caught the only one he could, Obi-Wan Kenobi. The other unknown padawan kept running to stay away from *Yoda* trouble.
"Stop that running you will. Against the temple rules it is to run the halls. Master never teach you that did he?"
Obi hung his head to mimic humility and quiet compliance of Master Yoda's command but knew his grand master wasn't really going to do much to him. He never did. Just as Obi-Wan had wormed his way into his father's heart, Grandmaster Yoda and Uncle Mace felt equally as loving toward the little one.
He was quickly becoming the most loved but most stubborn little padawan in the Jedi order. One thing that helped push him into notoriety was that he was truly the youngest padawan and smallest in size to reach apprenticeship in the Jedi order history. Most children his age were still in the crèche. He stayed with his master in their little flat along with Damien, when he wasn't away at school.
"Master Yoda you know master taught me all the rules. You can't blame him for all my mistakes. I knew I shouldn't be running but I did it anyway."
Qui-Gon smiled. He was proud of the way Obi-Wan rightfully excepted the blame and tried to keep him out of trouble too.. Nothing Obi-Wan did failed to please his master and father.
"Good it is admit your mistake you do. Come to my apartment today you will. Cabinets in kitchens need cleaning they do. Right punishment it is for a little one who ignores our Jedi rules."
Mace and Qui-Gon both had to hide their smiles.
"Master Yoda isn't that a stiff punishment for a little one? I have seen those overstuffed cabinets of yours."
Yoda reached out and tapped Mace on one of his shins to let Mace know what he thought of his interference..
"Stay out my business of you will. Obi-Wan come with me you will. When finished you are, make peanut butter chocolate block fudge we will. Share it with Uncle Mace and father we certainly will not."
Yoda stuck out his hand and Obi-Wan gladly took it. Master Yoda had a way of making punishment seem fun. Of course he got his cabinets cleaned in the meantime.
Qui-Gon watched his imp go with Master Yoda.
"This is his *real* family now, myself and the Jedi. I think Obi-Wan finally feels wanted."
"Yes, I don't know a master or knight in-residence here at the temple that doesn't dote on your little one. Probably because they are not used to seeing one so little running all over the temple. Normally the little ones are in the crèche."
"Better not let my son here you call him *little*. He thinks he is equal to the older padawans and I have to admit he can hold his own with his saber training with the older apprentices. His arm reach is a bit shorter, but he compensates that with his sincere desire to be the best in his class. Yes, I am a lucky master and luckier father."
"I am glad things have worked out. If I am not being too nosy how did things go with your mother. Is she speaking too you yet?"
"Well you know Master Riddon gave her a permanent job at the little temple I use to run. I mean it is on her home planet and everything. She really hasn't talked to me. She used to comm Damien but they seemed to have grown apart. That was not my intent to put a wedge between them. However after Damien got away from her he saw what she had done, how she twisted his perception of life its self. My mother tried to turn him into the same vindictive person she is. No, I don't think Amos would want his son to feed off of anger the rest of his life. He had to let go of how his father was killed. Yes, it was unfair but Damien has made great strides in changing his attitude and outlook on life. Look at it this way, he can even tolerate Obi-Wan when he comes to temple during his school breaks."
"I guess that is a feat. I don't think I can be around him for over an hour or two. He makes me nervous with his own nervousness and hyperactivity. Although since the healers put him on the medicine for his anxieties and hyper ness he is doing better."
"Oh yes quite a bit better. The healers said that was why he had such a hard time reconnecting the bond and keeping his shields under control. They say he will out grow it with age."
"I hope so. We will have to use him to battle the Hutts if he doesn't. He wouldn't be able to sit through all the negotiations of others. The Hutts like to battle and talk very little in solving diplomatic things."
" I have all the faith in the world *my* Obi-Wan will become a great knight one day. I only hope that soon his grandmother will she the wrong she has done to both boys and come to her senses. I really think she and they would benefit with a loving relationship between the three. Until then though I am quite satisfied with my little family and my life as a Jedi master around all my friends, even you…. Mace…….."
THE END