Summary: These were originally comic strips that I had drawn, but decided they'd make a good fun story. Its really just silly stuff. Have fun!
Disclaimer: I do not own this!
"Okay Obi-wan, this is just a practice round." Qui-gon explained, throwing aside his robe.
Obi-wan arched his eyebrow, why did his master always have to explain things as if he were a drooling two year old, but all he said was, "Okay."
Qui-gon nodded, satisfied, and took out his lightsaber, "Remember to use that technique I just taught you. When I say so, we'll start."
Obi-wan wasn't really paying attention, he was imaging little two-year-old babies with lightsabers doing flips and fighting each other.
"Go!"
"Wha-?" Obi-wan's eyes landed on his master charging at him like a donkey with his emerald saber ignited. Obi-wan quickly switched on his lightsaber and didn't even think when he flipped over his master and took a swipe. His saber made a sort of vzzzzz swoosh sound. In the split second he had, Obi-wan saw, as if in slow-mo, his lightsaber cut half of his Master's hair off. Obi-wan was so astonished that he forgot that he was falling and consequently, fell. Along with him came a mound of Qui-gon's hair.
"Oops," escaped Obi-wan's lips and he knew he had to do something quick. "Oh, uh – Master? I just forgot that I had plans to do something with someone right now, I'll be back in half and hour. 'K? Bye!"
Before Qui-gon could reply, Obi-wan was out the door and down the hall. "Obi-wan wait-" just then a mound of hair caught his eye, he recognized it as his own. Slowly he raised his hand to the back of his head, his eyes bulged. My hair!
"OBI-WAN KENOBI!"
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