A/N: And another short one.
Chapter Nine:
Many parsecs away, Qui-gon Jinn was happily oblivious to the Masters' worries.
At the moment he was sitting on the stream bank with Kit, thinking about Trip and trying not to.
"What does she want from me Kit? I've taught her things she'd have never learned on her own, been nice to her, and yet she continues to torment me at every oppurtunity. It's like being around some little kid."
Kit growled in a fashion that said he knew a lot more than the Jedi did and thought he was an idiot for not knowing.
"Mayby it's just a girl thing."
If tigers could laugh, Kit would have.
"And why am I talking to you, of all beings? Ahg." he got up. "Mayby I should just go talk to her. Tell her I don't appreciate being on the end of all her practical jokes and.... yeah, I'll do that."
Findind her was the problem. And Kit wasn't much help. He just followed the Jedi arround, purring as loudly as he could and in general making a nuisance of himself.
Qui-gon sighed. "I bet you know exactly were she is don't you?"
The big cat stretched lazily.
"Ah, go away. I can find her on my own."
Kit sniffed indignantly but didn't go anywere.
They finally found her, walking along and chatting quite animatedly with another girl Qui-gon had frequently seen her with.
He was about to go away and wait for a better oppertunity when he heard something that caught his interest. He slowed his pace, listening.
"So, how long is that Qui-gon fellow going to say with you?"
"Quiggy?" Trip shrugged. "No idea. I'm in no hurry to be rid of him. He's quite a good helper."
Her friend smirked. "Oh really? That's why you let him hang around then? I think it's more than that."
"What ever do you mean?"
Qui-gon was suddenly begining to question whether or not he should be eavesdropping on this conversation. But the obvious embarassment in Trip's voice intrigued him.
"You know good and well what I mean. I've seen the way you look at him You like him don't you?"
"Like him? Yeah sure, he's a nice guy. Why wouldn't I like him?"
"Oh come one Trip, not that kind of like."
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
She sounded a little angry now.
"I let him stay because my father asked me to. Other wise I asure you he'd be long gone."
"Sure. Whatever you say."
"Urrrr! Why do you have to so damned insistant?! I don't care about him in the slightest! Quite the contrary!" she turned and stormed off. Right towards Qui-gon.
He tried to get out of her way, but he didn't react quickly enough and she collided right into him.
Trip looked.... angry. And upset. And very unhappy to see him.
"ARRRR!" she ran off in the other direction, her friend laughing in amusement.
Qui-gon was once again very very confused.
Chapter Nine:
Many parsecs away, Qui-gon Jinn was happily oblivious to the Masters' worries.
At the moment he was sitting on the stream bank with Kit, thinking about Trip and trying not to.
"What does she want from me Kit? I've taught her things she'd have never learned on her own, been nice to her, and yet she continues to torment me at every oppurtunity. It's like being around some little kid."
Kit growled in a fashion that said he knew a lot more than the Jedi did and thought he was an idiot for not knowing.
"Mayby it's just a girl thing."
If tigers could laugh, Kit would have.
"And why am I talking to you, of all beings? Ahg." he got up. "Mayby I should just go talk to her. Tell her I don't appreciate being on the end of all her practical jokes and.... yeah, I'll do that."
Findind her was the problem. And Kit wasn't much help. He just followed the Jedi arround, purring as loudly as he could and in general making a nuisance of himself.
Qui-gon sighed. "I bet you know exactly were she is don't you?"
The big cat stretched lazily.
"Ah, go away. I can find her on my own."
Kit sniffed indignantly but didn't go anywere.
They finally found her, walking along and chatting quite animatedly with another girl Qui-gon had frequently seen her with.
He was about to go away and wait for a better oppertunity when he heard something that caught his interest. He slowed his pace, listening.
"So, how long is that Qui-gon fellow going to say with you?"
"Quiggy?" Trip shrugged. "No idea. I'm in no hurry to be rid of him. He's quite a good helper."
Her friend smirked. "Oh really? That's why you let him hang around then? I think it's more than that."
"What ever do you mean?"
Qui-gon was suddenly begining to question whether or not he should be eavesdropping on this conversation. But the obvious embarassment in Trip's voice intrigued him.
"You know good and well what I mean. I've seen the way you look at him You like him don't you?"
"Like him? Yeah sure, he's a nice guy. Why wouldn't I like him?"
"Oh come one Trip, not that kind of like."
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
She sounded a little angry now.
"I let him stay because my father asked me to. Other wise I asure you he'd be long gone."
"Sure. Whatever you say."
"Urrrr! Why do you have to so damned insistant?! I don't care about him in the slightest! Quite the contrary!" she turned and stormed off. Right towards Qui-gon.
He tried to get out of her way, but he didn't react quickly enough and she collided right into him.
Trip looked.... angry. And upset. And very unhappy to see him.
"ARRRR!" she ran off in the other direction, her friend laughing in amusement.
Qui-gon was once again very very confused.