(A/N: I'm sorry I wasn't able to update Friday or Saturday like I said I would. My cousins came over and they stayed two nights. As they're little boys, you have to give them constant attention, and so I didn't have time to sit and write this. Thank you again for all of the reviews! As I promised, I'm responding to each of them:

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To ALL of you: THANKS! Oh, and guess what? Yesterday I did my makeup like Queen Amidala, (our family had a picnic, and I felt like being weird) and my sister, (who thinks I'm a geek…which I find funny, by the way) gave me this REALLY weird look. Now, today, I did my hair like Princess Leia, and she gave me an even more weird of a look… it was completely hilarious… I still have my hair like that now. It looks pretty neat... lol. Okay, rambling done. Now the story…

Chapter Three: Not as Stupid as He Looks

That evening when Obi-Wan returned from his lessons, Qui-Gon was there waiting for him. "So, how were your classes today?" he asked, reclining on the couch.

"As boring as ever." Obi-Wan mumbled back, dropping his school stuff on the floor.

"Really?" Qui-Gon quirked an eyebrow. "I thought you said you liked your classes as much as you liked me. But then, I expect you were telling the truth, am I right?"

Obi-Wan gulped. Uh oh. Caught. "Well…I…no, not really…I mean, you're more fun than the classes, anyway. I just… don't really like chores…and I—" Obi-Wan stopped, and then decided to change the topic. "So, how was your council meeting?"

"Very…interesting." Qui-Gon said with a smile, "And very informative. Not quite as boring as I thought…hoped…it would be."

"Oh…" Obi-Wan shifted his feet, looking anywhere but at the Jedi. "So, what was it about?" He noticed vaguely that the Jedi had changed his outfit. If Qui-Gon knew that he put the itch powder in his clothing, he was so dead…

Qui-Gon debated on telling Obi-Wan what it was actually about, and then decided not to. "Jedi business. Probably not anything that you'd be interested in. Now, why don't you go make dinner?" Qui-Gon quickly added, "And this time, try not to confuse the sugar and the salt!"

Obi-Wan hesitated for a moment. Was that itWhen he was sure that Qui-Gon had nothing else to say, he headed off towards the kitchen. He still couldn't believe he was going to get away with it! Still, no complaints…Qui-Gon must be even more stupid than he looked!

Obi-Wan chuckled to himself and began planning ways to ruin Qui-Gon's dinner.

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Jedi don't take revenge.

Qui-Gon knew this as a fact… but what he had in mind wasn't exactly revenge. At least, he wouldn't call it revenge. No, it was more of a…learning experience. Yes, that was a good term for it…

As the young padawan began making dinner, Qui-Gon slipped off unnoticed to the side. He had taken the liberty of researching Obi-Wan's background, and had found just the thing to … help him learn a little bit better. Or, at the very least help him learn not to mess with a master Jedi! …Especially a master Jedi who didn't mind bending the rules just a touch.

Qui-Gon slid into the room he had given Obi-Wan for the time being, and headed straight over towards the holovision implanted into the left-hand wall. He knew quite well that Obi-Wan had already hooked up hundreds of his games to it. Qui-Gon began to sort through them, looking for just the right one.

Finally, he pulled out a game labeled "X-Wing Racers." With a smile, he carefully inserted the game and started to fiddle with it, tweaking it here and there. Then, when he was finished, he confiscated the rest of Obi-Wan's games, hiding them craftily in various places around his apartments. Who knew? Maybe he could get Obi-Wan to play treasure hunt for them later. The important thing now was that he played the game that Qui-Gon had fixed…

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By the time Obi-Wan finished dinner, Qui-Gon was back on the couch watching the holovision. With a huge angelic smile, Obi-Wan sat the plate down in front of him. "Here you go, Sir, I finished your dinner."

Qui-Gon looked up at him, then down at the plate, and then back, a confused look on his face. "What are you talking about?" When he saw Obi-Wan's puzzled face, he continued, "Oh! Didn't I tell you? I'm going out to eat tonight. You were making your own dinner."

This took a moment for Obi-Wan to register. When it did, though, the look on his face was almost enough to make Qui-Gon break out into laughter. He kept his cool however, and said, "As a matter of fact, I'd better be going right now. Enjoy your dinner! I'm sure that it will be every bit as good as my breakfast was."

With that, he got up and made his way out of the door, leaving a shocked and stuttering Obi-Wan behind him.

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A little while after Qui-Gon had left, Obi-Wan tried making himself something else to eat. He soon found, however, that the cabinets that held the food were sealed shut. Downhearted, he returned to the meal that he had thought he had made for Qui-Gon. He was starving, and at least it was edible, right?

After one bite of bantha meat marinated (though more like soaked) in vinegar and pickle juice, however, Obi-Wan found the edible part highly debatable. This time it was him with his head in the trash can.

Desperate, he had gone back to the kitchen and tried to cut open the cabinets with his lightsaber. This hadn't worked, however, and Obi-Wan had a sneaking suspicion that Qui-Gon had somehow made his cabinets lightsaber-proof. He had to admitt to himself at last that perhaps Qui-Gon wasn't as stupid as he looked.

Obi-Wan finally gave up, and, after throwing the rest of the dinner into the garbage, headed for his room. At least he could get his mind off of the hunger by playing video games!

To his horror, however, all of his games were missing. Instead, in the drawer where he had kept them, there was a note that read, "DO YOUR HOMEWORK."

Obi-Wan groaned and slammed the door shut. He was beginning to really dislike Qui-Gon. It was too bad that Jedi couldn't hate…

Sulky, the young padawan collapsed on his bed, only to feel something hard underneath him. Cautiously, he got up and pulled the thing out from beneath him. For a moment, he just stared in disbelief. Then a grin lit up his face. Qui-Gon had missed one of his video games! "X-Wing Racers"… it wasn't his favorite, but it was one of the better ones!

Obi-Wan happily inserted it into the holovision and began to play. It was a racing game, as one would assume from the title, and the objective was to crash all of the other peoples' racers and come in first place. The race wasn't over until all of the other peoples' racers were crashed, or until you crashed.

Obi-Wan gazed at the screen intently, picking his first prey. Finally, he decided on a flashy gold ship to crash. He got in line behind it, and began shooting. As soon as he was about to land the blow that would crash the ship, however, the game froze.

A little pop up came up onto the screen. Frowning, Obi-Wan read it.

To be able to crash this racer, you must first answer the following question:

Who was the Senator from Alderaan in 5994, and what was he/she famous for?

Obi-Wan stared at the message for a moment, horror washing over him. Qui-Gon had fiddled with this program and he had turned it into every child's worst nightmare… an educational video game!

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Qui-Gon finished meeting with a few of his more rebellious Jedi friends, and they had agreed to his plan. In fact, many of them were looking forward to it. After they parted, Qui-Gon grabbed something to eat and headed back home.

Obi-Wan was sitting at the table waiting for him when he returned, and gave him a heavy glare when he entered. Qui-Gon sat down across from him at the table, and for a moment the two just looked at each other.

Finally, Qui-Gon passed a package over the table. "Here, I thought you might be hungry, so I picked something up for you."

Obi-Wan unwrapped the food and, after examining it, determined that it was normal and gulped it down.

When he was finished, Qui-Gon smiled and said, "What, no thank you?" Obi-Wan glowered and didn't say anything. Qui-Gon sighed heavily. "Look, Obi-Wan, I feel bad about ruining your game, so I decided to make it up to you."

The twelve-year-old perked up at this. "Did you buy me new video games?"

"No, it's better than that. Much better." The Jedi smiled.

"So… you aren't upset about the itching powder?" Obi-Wan asked slowly.

"Me? Upset that you made me look like an idiot in front of the entire Jedi council? No, of course not!" Obi-Wan deducted that Qui-Gon's grin wasn't quite a hundred percent sincere, and he began to grow nervous. When the Jedi passed him a bigger package over the table, he stared at it as if it were a bomb about to explode.

"Go on, open it." Qui-Gon urged.

Hesitantly, Obi-Wan unwrapped the parcel. He blinked several times when he saw it, and then gave the Jedi Master a very bewildered look. "A helmet?"

Qui-Gon's smile grew, "Oh yes, young padawan, a helmet. I've been thinking, you spend so much time playing those video games… you must really enjoy them. Am I right?" When Obi-Wan nodded, the Jedi Knight continued, "Therefore, I figured that you would enjoy them a million times more in real life."

As Obi-Wan's face drained of color, Qui-Gon continued, eyes sparkling, "That's right my young friend…Tomorrow, we're going racing."

(A/N: Sorry it took me so long to write this chapter! I started it on Monday, and finished it today! I usually would sit down, type a paragraph, and then get distracted. Lol! Sorry again!

PLEASE review if you enjoyed this! I would seriously appreciate it! The review doesn't have to be long, just something to give me an idea of how many people are reading (and of how scared I should be of people coming after me if I don't update) Thank you!)

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