Chapter: Four. At the Clothes' Fitters
Author: Taulaes
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars or any of the associated characters. I am not George Lucas and I do not profit from this fanfic.
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Quietly, Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan entered the waiting room of the clothes' fitters. upon their arrival, they were greeted by a protocol droid. "Good day," the droid said in a feminine robotic drone, "I am Q-4P3. I have been programed to act as a secretary for Quick Stitch, the clothes' fitters for the Jedi Temple. You are twenty minutes late for your appointment."
"Well, you see, my Padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi, had to," Qui-Gon began to explain.
"I had to go pee, Q-4P3," Obi-Wan said as-a-matter-of-factly.
The droid seemed taken a back by Obi-Wan's statement. "Oh, my. I didn't need to know that, sir," Q-4P3 said shocked.
"I told you, Obi-Wan. People don't need to know what it is you're going to do in the refresher. It's just too much information," Qui-Gon stated.
"Well, you may now enter," the droid motioned to the office door.
Qui-Gon bowed and opened the door. He entered and Obi-Wan followed. A short, alien-like creature was running around with needles in hand. "BY THE FORCE! Needles! Save me, Master!" Obi-Wan yelled.
"Obi. Obi-Wan. Calm down. The needles aren't healer's needles. You're not getting shots. It's okay," Qui-Gon wrapped Obi-Wan in a hug.
"Okay, Master. I think it's good now. Thanks for the hug, by the by. So, now it's time to get new robes. What do I need to do?" Obi-Wan asked.
The short, alien-like creature looked at Obi-Wan. "I'm Reda. I'm the chief seamstress at Quick Stitch. the first thing you need to do is get out of your clothes. You need to strip down to your underwear," Read said very seriously.
"WHAT! It's cold out. I'm not going to stand around in nothing, but my underwear," Obi-Wan stuttered.
Slowly, Reda pulled out some needles from behind her back and inspected them threateningly. "Or maybe I will stand around in nothing, but my underwear in the cold," Obi-Wan said panicked.
Quickly, Obi-Wan undressed down to his underwear. Qui-Gon almost choked on his spit. Not only was Obi-Wan extremely pale and skinny, but... "Obi-Wan! You where tighty-whities? Wow! How embarrassing. Why do you where tighty-whities? It's not like you've got anything to hold in place. If I were you, I'd switch to boxers," Qui-Gon laughed.
"Hey! I like my underwear. It's comfortable," Obi-Wan pranced around in his undies.
"Okay. I think I deserve a few extra credits for having to see Mr.Tighty-Whitey in his underwear," Reda stated. Other than the tightly-whitey fiasco, the visit to the clothes' fitters was relatively normal. Obi-Wan got his robes and they left. Over the com-link, Qui-Gon received a message that he and Obi-Wan were to attend a Council meeting the next day. "Do you know what this means?" Qui-Gon asked, "This means that you get to wear your new robes!"
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes and sighed.
END OF CHAPTER FOUR