'The Pranking Padawan'
by Jasmine Larson
Title: The Pranking Padawan
Author: Jasmine Larson
Time Frame: About two years before The Phantom Menace. Obi Wan is 16 in the story.
Regarding: Obi Wan
Genre: Comedy
Rating: G
Summary: This story regards when Obi Wan was still in training. He, as I like to think, was a BRAT. He plays pranks, disobeys and doesn't listen to anyone. Especially not his conscience.
Qui Gon Jinn sighed and watched his clumsy apprentice try to control the force. "Obi Wan, reach out, control, don't let go!" he called to him.
Obi Wan rolled his eyes. "Hey, you're a poet and you didn't know it!"
Qui Gon sighed and turned off the shooting device. "How can you concentrate on hitting the target if you cannot stop cracking jokes!" he demanded and regarded his cocky padawan.
The young man shrugged. "I can't help it, I'm from the CA-RAZY generation!" he said and smiled.
Qui Gon sighed again. He remembered when he had been assigned to train this young man. It had been about ten years ago. He was chosen to train him he because he was the most powerful in the Force, and Obi Wan was the biggest brat ever. No one else was willing to train him, but he had to be trained. Apparently, he was to play an important part in bringing the force to balance. If the prophecy was true. And that was like hoping the Olsen twins would convert to Jedihood. That would be a nightmare. And with his luck, he would end up training them.
Anyway, he would have to teach this rebellious teenager that life was NOT all fun and jokes. But, that was NOT going to be easy. All this kid could do was wreak havoc. Well, he would learn different, in time. Qui Gon walked over to his padawan and folded his arms. He looked him in the eye and glowered. The padawan grinned and stared back, using the same expression. Qui Gon turned away and took out the shooting device again.
"Now, we are going to try a new line of attack. But this time, let go your conscious self, and act on instinct." he said and put a helmet on him, with the blast-shield down.
The padawan laughed. "What are you, NUTS? I can't even see how am I supposed to kick the bad guys butts?"
Qui Gon walked over and leaned on the wall. He folded his arms in front of himself. "Your eyes can deceive you, don't trust them."
The padawan chuckled. "Oh, is THAT why you're always running into walls?" he asked and turned on his lightsaber. Qui Gon didn't think he could take another comment like that. He hoped Obi Wan got shot in the butt.
The padawan concentrated and moved in the direction the device moved. It shot him in the butt. Ha Ha. Thought Qui Gon. He was getting quite talented in the Force. Obi Wan cussed and took the helmet off.
"You did that on purpose didn't you!" he yelled and glowered at Qui-Gon Jinn.
Qui Gon smiled. "And what if I did?" he asked and plucked at his mustache.
Obi Wan snorted and turned off his lightsaber. "Want me to short-sheet your bed again?" he asked spitefully.
Qui Gon stopped plucking. "Ok, you can do it without the blast-shield." he said and prayed he wouldn't find another rat in his vanity chest. Obi Wan smirked and began to battle the device again. Sigh. Why does he always manage to get his way?
Later...
Qui Gon was having tea with his best friend, Yogurt. Sorry, Yoda. They had been discussing the new donuts at their favorite restaurant when they hit a lull in the conversation. Yoda sipped his tea and regarded Qui Gon.
"So," he asked carefully, "how, doing is your apprentice?" he watched Qui Gon's expression change to something of depression and frustration.
"Oh, he is DOING alright. DOING everything he can to make my life terrible! And DOING and good job!" he exclaimed and sipped his tea again.
Yoda nodded and eyed the last donut. "Want that, do you?" he asked.
Qui Gon looked up. "Hmm? Oh, well, I---"
Yoda: "Good."
Yoda snatches the donut and gobbles in down.
Qui Gon: "----would like to split it."
Yoda: "Sucker, you are."
Qui Gon: "Yes, Master. Now, about my padawan--"
Yoda: "Shoot him, let's."
Qui Gon: "But the prophecy!"
Yoda: "Bah. The prophecy, smafasee."
Qui Gon: "I still don't like the idea, no matter how much I WOULD like to do it"
Yoda: "Fine. However, next prank pulls he, think about our talk, you shall."
Qui Gon: "Oh, I'm sure he will be much better behaved. I doubt I will have any more trouble with him."
Not long afterward. . .
Qui Gon stared at Obi Wan in disbelief.
"You dyed Windu's lightsaber purple? That is so WRONG. Funny, but WRONG." he could tell Obi Wan was having trouble not laughing. The pranking padawan nodded, obviously not able to talk. Qui Gon paced back and forth. When a padawan did something like this, he had to be punished. But, when a padawan did something like this, one can't help but ask,
"HOW DID YOU DO THAT!" he demanded of his hysterical padawan.
"Well," Obi Wan seemed to be enjoying himself immensely. "I stole his lightsaber out of his makeup case, THEN I took out the inner wires, then I simply dyed them purple. Ta-Da." he clasped his hands in front of himself and smiled widely.
Qui Gon thought about shooting him. No, that was really going too far. Maybe he could just nick him...then he could say it was Yoda's idea. Naw, he'd never get away with it.
He sighed. He was about to say something when they heard a loud shriek down the hall. They both went running to investigate. They ran into the training room, where the sound was coming from, and who would they see but Windu staring at his lightsaber in shock. All the younglings were using the Force to keep from laughing out loud. Qui Gon tried to apologize, but then he realized something. Windu was HAPPY.
He was smiling and waving it around and saying stuff like, "Cool! Purple! Just what I always wanted."
Obi Wan grinned. "It was a present for you, Master. I know how much you like that color." he said and winked at Qui Gon. Windu patted him on the shoulder and looked at Qui Gon.
"You have done a wonderful job, training this young man. I can see him becoming a great Jedi. Now, if you will excuse me, I am going off to play with my new toy!" with that Windu went hoping off in glee.
Qui Gon glowered at Obi Wan. All the younglings burst out laughing. Qui Gon continued to glower at Obi Wan.
"Come on, 'great Jedi', time you did some over time." Qui Gon snapped and grabbed Obi Wan's arm gruffily. Obi Wan grinned and ruffled one boy's hair. He whispered something in the boy's ear. The boy's eyes widened and he looked up at Qui Gon.
"Is that true!" he exclaimed.
Qui Gon: "What?"
Youngling: "That your favorite color is purple too and you're just jealous?"
Qui Gon: "Obi Wan, timeout."
End Of Chapter One