Chapter 5: Race to Riches
Obi-Wan stared wide eyed at all the jedi lying sprawled on the floor in front of him.
"Are you all- Ah!"
Accidentally stepping on a slice of pizza, Obi-Wan slipped and landed on a box with a satisfying 'crunch'.
"Oh no master!" Cried Anakin in horror.
"It's okay Anakin, I'm just fine."
"No, you just landed on your birthday cake," Anakin stated flatly.
Obi-Wan groaned and drew out the flattened cardboard box from underneath him. The box had collapsed under Obi-Wan's weight and the contents were probably in no better shape.
I was actually wondering where the cake was, he thought as he examined the dessert. It no longer looked like any cake Obi-Wan had ever seen, with the cream smeared all over the inside of the box and entire structure crumbled.
Obi-Wan sighed.
"Why me?"
"Oh well Obi-Wan," a female jedi giggled softly as she struggled to get off the floor. "At least you'll remember this birthday."
"Yes, Siri," agreed Obi-Wan. "Unfortunately, I will be remembering this for a very, very long time."
Staring sadly at the cake on his lap, Obi-Wan decided it was best to let go. He would have to move forward, instead of brooding on about a ruined birthday.
"Master, let me help you," Anakin said stepping forwards.
"It's okay Anakin, I-"
"Ooops!"
Slip. Crash. Splatter.
"So sorry master," Anakin cried as he jumped off Obi-Wan, who was lying sprawled on the floor.
"Well, there goes the remainder of my cake," sighed the jedi knight, as he watched Anakin unsuccessfully try to wipe the cream off his face.
All the jedi turned their heads as they heard Yoda laughing gleefully from inside the apartment.
"Forgot all your fortune cookie slips you have!" He shouted.
"It's all right, you can keep them," muttered Obi-Wan.
"Sat through and endured the boring council meetings I have for miserable seven hundred years," Yoda continued. "But with the power of the mighty cookies, free I will be."
All the jedi outside in the hallway appeared completely baffled as the watched Yoda bouncing out the apartment with the slips clutched in his hand.
"What is he doing master?" Anakin questioned.
"It seems the Master Yoda has grown senile from his old age," Obi-Wan replied, shaking his head.
All the jedi scrambled fearfully away from Yoda as he continued to bounce down the hallway, bellowing at the top of his voice.
"Learn the way of the fortune cookies I will," Yoda continued. "Use lottery numbers on back of cookies I must. Retire and live with money I would."
Yoda bounced down the hallway laughing crazily. He then crashed into the wall because he was too busy laughing to pay attention to where he was going.
THE END