Obi-Wan Kenobi, that was how he was known in a former life. The day the Empire rose, Obi-Wan stopped existing, and in place, Ben Kenobi was created - a refugee and hermit on Tatooine in place. Local people knew him as a weird person that appeared once in a while, preferring to keep to himself. That was a good thing as he wasn't approached by many people save for Owen, and those interactions were full of arguing and screams from Owens's side while he looked done.

In the meantime, he honed other skills – both Force related and outside of it, namely the one with mechanics. He may not be on par with his former apprentice's skills, but he wasn't half bad as he purchased an old and rusty R2-C4 unit for personal uses. It was close to R2's design and the way it works. He had to do some basic repairs and clean it from the dust.

After that was out of the way, he gave in to one of his desires. He wouldn't call it a desire exactly, but it was similar to one. Revenge would be overexaggerated. It would be more appropriate to be called payback. The payback would entail making his former apprentice taste his own medicine for the years he put him through pranks and more pranks, or else he wouldn't be Obi-Wan Kenobi – the king of trolling.

Kenobi remembered the first two weeks of his self-imposed exile or the time when the Empire was born. It was an exciting experience to see Tatooine so close, as the closest he was on Tatooine was being on that ship after their escapade from the Trade Federation. Sometimes Kenobi wondered if they managed to escape successfully and go to Coruscant as planned instead of landing on Tatooine with broken parts, would all of this have been avoided. Or better yet, switching places when his apprentice had to guard Padme after those assassination attempts. Even if he thought about it and the possibilities, what was done was done. Nothing could reverse it, and he had to accept the present circumstances.

The first month flew fast, especially when you evaded a whole Empire that wanted you dead. To entertain and keep himself sane, he decided to use what remained of his credit to purchase his current droid companion.

After that, he used the droid to "communicate" with the outside world outside his little hut, which was ironic if said out loud, but it was part of Kenobi's language.

One of those ways was by making an anonymous registration in a site on the Holonet via his droid. What the site was for lava lamps, something of the most ironic things ever given the circumstances. After his anonymous registration was confirmed, he used the Force to sense where Vader was. Kenobi never delved deeply into the Force those days, unlike before. When he sends the taunting object to his former apprentice, he always deletes his account and wipes traces of his activity out of the droid.

But in the end, it was worth it as with every single, he was getting back for all those years of his former apprentice's pranks and getting a free show once in a while from the Force, and he enjoyed it thoroughly with something from the cantina.

Here is the second chapter of this short fic. Hope you enjoyed it!