Title: Behind Closed Doors, Or Not

Rating: G

Summary: wow ummm…go to where you started reading for that one.

Disclaimer: I only own the plot.

A/N: sorry it took so long for this chapter to be posted! Enjoy!

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Master Qui-Gon Jinn was not mad. He was not mad at all; he was fuming, hysterically, and absolutely furious! He could just hear the stupid troll right now; "Fear leads anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering." The troll could go kick himself in the (you know where) for all he could care.

He needed a plan, and not just any kind of plan, but one never pulled off in history of all the time of Jedi lore. It would be big, clever, and wondrous. He began to grin, his grin getting wider and wider and would soon surpass his padawan's. He began to laugh and laugh a maniacal laugh…that is, until he heard the doorbell ring.

Qui-Gon stopped laughing immediately and forced the maniacal grin off his face as he went to the door. He opened it and standing in front of him was a Mon-Calamarian who he took in as Bant. Of course it's Bant you idiot! What other female mon-calamarian would it be?

"Good morning Master Jinn," Bant spoke, light dancing in her eyes and a smile forming at the corners of her mouth as she spoke.

"Good morning Bant," Qui-Gon said confused. He was starting to feel like a nervous wreck with the way Bant was looking at him. He would have to ask his padawan later about his friends; for some strange reason they seemed to creep him out every once in awhile, no, make that every few times he saw them.

"The Council would like to see you immediately," she said as Obi-Wan came up behind her.

"G'morning Master! Sleep well?" Obi-Wan asked cheerfully.

"Yes I did Padawan," he lied outright; he had been up all night thinking of how to get back at his padawan instead of sleeping. "And you?"

"Wonderfully Master," he replied. "But the Council really wants to see you immediately."

Qui-Gon looked from Bant to Obi-Wan and from Obi-Wan to Bant; Bant still looked like she was trying very hard not to laugh whilst Obi-Wan's face was as impassive as could be.

"Very well," he said as he left making another mental note inside of his head to ask about Bant later.

Obi-Wan and Bant watched as the Jedi Master left and once he was out of earshot they looked at each other and laughed and laughed and laughed. The two were hysterical and as young initiate came closer she stayed well away from the two padawans.

The Council Room-------------------------------------

"Masters, you asked me here?" Qui-Gon asked as he walked into the room. He saw that only a few masters were present; Master Yoda, Mace Windu, and Adi Gallia.

"Ask you here we didn't. Heard that you requested a presence with us we did," Master Yoda spoke. "Wonder more right now your choice of clothing you wear."

Qui-Gon Jinn's eyes began to grow as big and round as dinner plates as he realized what he was wearing for the first time. Last night he changed into his sleep clothes, stayed up all night ranting and then Bant came…and he never changed. The Jedi began to swear a string of curses that he had learned from the inner core to the outer rim worlds.

"Swear you will not! Such foul language you curse with, not fair to us it is."

Qui-Gon looked as if he was holding his breath and counting to turn to ten. His face turned from red, to blue, and to purple, and began to turn the deepest purple as Mace let out a huge laugh and he kept laughing and soon Adi Gallia began to snicker. Yoda did not laugh but had the mischievous glint in his eyes.

There was no stranger sight in all of Ancient Jedi Lore than that of Qui-Gon Jinn standing in the council room with fuzzy yellow pajamas with red hearts upon them and a face that was so purple it could be believed that it was nearly black.

Later-----------------------------------------------------

Qui-Gon had changed out of his fuzzy pajamas and into his robes. He knew that his padawan had been in on this joke too, whether or not it was his idea, he was going to get him back. He was going to get his revenge. He walked into the streets of Coruscant towards Didi's Diner; there, he hoped, he would be able to get props for his prank that he would pull.

He walked into the diner and looked for Didi and saw Astri instead.

"Astri, can I speak to your father?" Qui-Gon asked.

"Sure," she said. "Papa!" she yelled and Didi came running out.

"How nice it is to see you again! Is there something you need?"

"As a matter of fact, yes." Qui-Gon answered. "I need a bunch of spiders."

Didi looked insulted. "I can assure you that my place is not so unclean that there are ordinary run of the mill spiders just walking around."

"No," Astri cut in, "there's just great big, giant, hairy ones that aren't your run of the mill type of spiders."

"Well, yes we do have those," Didi answered with a sigh.

"And I swear that they're mutated! One time I even saw one with two heads and…"

"Astri," Didi said warningly.

"But it's true!"

"Astri," he said again.

"Those spiders that she is talking about will do quite nicely," Qui-Gon cut in before Astri could speak again.

"Well, umm, if you're sure than you can take as many as you want. In fact, please do, and you're welcome to take any more that you want in the future," Didi said.

Qui-Gon Jinn left Didi's Diner a very happy man.

Later That Night----------------------------------------------

Qui-Gon Jinn sat patiently on the couch; he wouldn't tell anyone but those spiders even gave him the creeps, especially the ones with two heads. He hadn't been quite sure that Astri was telling the truth but now he full heartedly believed her.

Soon Obi-Wan would wake to find three humongous spiders crawling on him; Qui-Gon had already made sure that they were not poisonous, but he could not wait to see the look on his padawan's face.

One minute ticked by…

Another….

And then…

"AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Get it off! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!" Obi-Wan ran screaming from his room and out the door. "GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF NOW!

I HATE YOU ALL!"

Qui-Gon followed his padawan out the door, who was still running and still screaming all the way until he had reached the Temple Fountains where he jumped in.

"DIE BLASTED SPIDERS! DIE STINKING FIEND! DIE!"

It was then when Master Yoda came out from behind the bushes and looked at the frantic padawan to the master who was laughing hysterically.

Obi-Wan crawled out of the fountain only to hear his master say "I think I see another one."

Obi-Wan jumped back into the water. "DIE BLASTED STINKING FIENDISH FIEND!" Obi-Wan began to rattle off a string of curses as he climbed out, unfortunately in front of not only his master and Master Yoda, but in front of a group of initiates who had come to see what was going on.

Obi-Wan stood there dripping wet in his once warm and dry fuzzy pajamas with spaceships on them. He looked over at Qui-Gon hoping, nearly pleading, but unfortunately the Jedi Master was wearing his everyday robes.

Obi-Wan glared a murderous glare at Qui-Gon. "So…whose hungry?"

"Oooh! I am!" Reeft called out from behind the group of initiates.

Qui-Gon knew he was going to definitely have a talk with his padawan in the morning regarding the sanity of him and his friends.

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