Title: Behind Closed Doors, or Not

Rating: G

Summary: What is it really like being a Jedi master and a Jedi padawan? Or is the problem Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon? Includes fuzzy pajamas, needles, mud, and more!

Dont own SW of JA

A/N: This used to be called Of Needles, but I decided to write more in the story, therefore I needed to change the title and summary. Happy Reading!

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Obi-Wan Kenobi sat on the couch fuming; he had been embarrassed in front of the whole temple and then he had to be poked and prodded at by a healer. He could hear the whole mantra that had been recited from day one; Fear leads to anger, Anger leads to hate, Hate leads to suffering. Right now, it didn't sound all that bad. Suddenly a plan struck Obi-Wan and he nearly jumped up off the couch, well actually, he did.

His master had gone to the market and told Obi-Wan that he would be back in about two hours. That was one hour ago, and Obi-Wan had one hour to pull this off if he wanted it to get done today. The first thing on his list was to see Mace Windu.

Mace pulled pranks on Qui-Gon like a fish swam underwater; he would be the prime choice to help this go smoothly. Obi-Wan grinned as he walked out of the room and to Mace's room and knocked on his door. When Mace opened the door he saw a grinning Obi-Wan with a malevolent look in his eye.

"Padawan Kenobi, are you alright?" he asked suspiciously.

Obi-Wan grinned even wider, any wider and it would have been a smile, but not quite. "Master Windu, how would you like to get back at Master Qui-Gon for that last prank he played on you?"

While Mace pulled pranks on Qui-Gon, Qui-Gon also retaliated. The most recent one was where he dyed Mace's baldhead a neon green that did not go away for two weeks, even with washing it continually. By the end of the two weeks, everyone in the temple had seen Mace's new look.

Mace grinned as he thought about getting Qui-Gon back, and soon he had a grin that matched Obi-Wan's. A padawan initiate walked by and looked up at the Master and padawan and without saying a word, she ran away from them as fast as her feet could carry her; her blonde hair flying behind her; the two didn't even notice that she was there.

"So what do you need me to do?" asked Mace.

"I need you to stall Qui-Gon, and when I give you the signal you need to bring him to the cafeteria and make sure he doesn't suspect a thing."

"That's all?" Mace whined.

"Don't worry, there'll be plenty of other chances that we'll have. And anyway, you're an integral part of this prank and you can cloud his mind," Obi-Wan reassured the Jedi Master.

"I'm on my way," said Mace has he tried to go out the door.

"Master Windu, I understand that it is early morning and that it is not my place to question a Jedi Master, but wearing pajamas with fuzzy yellow ducks on them is not the way to go."

Mace Windu turned bright red and mumbled quick thanks as he went back in and changed into his robes and left quickly.

Obi-Wan walked quickly to the Temple Gardens where it was raining heavily. At least he had put his robe on even though it did little to keep him dry. As he looked around he saw that no one was there and he went to the farthest side of the garden. He knelt down and realized he had forgotten a bucket and shovel. With a sigh and some curse words he went back into the temple and retrieved the two objects.

Once again he went to the furthest side of the garden and knelt down. He shoveled the dirt and mud into the bucket. Unfortunately, he had forgotten to check for anyone and was too absorbed in what he was doing to sense someone come up behind him.

"A very wet day it is," came the sound of Master Yoda's voice.

"Hello Master Yoda," came Obi-Wan's humble voice.

"Ask you what you are doing I should, but know I do."

"Do you believe that I am making a mud castle?"

"Fun, being a Jedi is not always there, you go ahead. Many laughs, I foresee."

Obi-Wan grinned. "Thank you Master Yoda."

"What for? Making mud castles you are. No need to explain!" he shouted.

Obi-Wan knew that Master Yoda knew what he was planning and when he stood up with the bucket of mud in his hand the tiny master turned away, pretending to admire the flowers.

Obi-Wan ran to the cafeteria and saw a ledge of which he could put the bucket on and in his hand was some string, sealer, and some bits of odds and ends. When he was finished, he sat down and admired his work.

Taking out the comlink he set to Mace, he made a sound akin to a dying cat.

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"Qui-Gon, wouldn't you like to come to the flower vendor with me?" Mace asked Qui-Gon in an effort to keep him away from the temple.

"Mace, I went with you to three other places, Obi-Wan is waiting for me, I told him I would be back nearly an hour ago. I don't even know why you're here?"

"Please," Mace pleaded and then his comlink went off a strange noise came through.

"What was that?" Qui-Gon asked. "I swear I heard a dying cat."

"Maybe you need something to eat, we can go to the cafeteria and get something to eat."

"For the last time, I said, oh wait. Okay."

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Obi-Wan wondered exactly how far away from the market Mace and Qui-Gon strayed; it was getting rather tiring telling people that they should go through the other doors. Then with a vast relief he saw the two masters coming down the hall.

"Master! I was about to get something to eat, would you like to join me? And also you, Master Windu?"

"Why yes, we would love to join you," Mace said. "I do believe that Master Qui-Gon needs to eat, he's been hearing weird sounds that nobody else is hearing."

"Come master," Obi-Wan said as he opened his door for his master.

"Thank you, padawan."

As soon as soon as Qui-Gon was in reach Obi-Wan pulled the string dangling near him and the bucket of mud came crashing down on Qui-Gon in front of everyone in the cafeteria, which was nearly the whole temple including Master Yoda.

"Mace!" Qui-Gon yelled after he took the bucket off his head.

"Don't look at me, your padawan asked me to stall!"

"Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi," he began.

"Master Yoda let me do it!"

Qui-Gon Jinn turned to Yoda. "You let him do this!"

"Merely thought I that making mud castles he was," said Yoda as he tried to creep away.

The Master's face must have surely been red underneath all the mud and dirt that was upon him.

"Get back here you miserable little troll!"

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A/N: Please review, and I thank all who reviewed last chapter and hope that you are kind enough to review again. Hope you liked it!