Blanket Fort
"Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon called, gathering chairs from the kitchen table.
"Yes, Qui?" The ten year old, sitting on the couch in Qui's quarters, stood.
"Do you want to do something fun?"
Obi nodded excitedly, bouncing on his toes.
"Alright, go grab the blankets from bed in the spare bedroom and the ones off of mine, okay?"
"Okay. Why?"
"Just do it, then I'll show you." Qui smiled at the boy's curiosity. He ran off to his bedroom. Qui set up two chairs behind the couch, making sure they were an equal distance apart. Obi emerged from Qui's bedroom, arms full of material. He dropped the blankets on the floor near the chairs.
"What are we gonna do with 'em?" He asked, peering suspiciously at the chairs.
"We're going to make a blanket fort!" Qui exclaimed, tossing his charge a blanket. "Climb over the couch and kneel on it, taking two corners of it in your hand. I'll take the other two, and we'll drape it over the back of the couch and chair. Then we'll do the same with the other chair and another blanket."
"Okay!" Obi shouted eagerly, grasping a blanket in small fists. Together, they fixed the first and second blankets like Qui had explained.
"Now what?" The small child asked, picking up a third blanket.
"Now, we take that one and hang it over one of the open spaces, making a wall."
Obi stood on tiptoes and tossed the blanket up on the roof, allowing half of it to hang down and cover the hole. Qui helped him straighten it.
"See? Now we have a wall."
"Do we do that with the other side now?" Obi asked, bending down to pick up the last blanket.
"Nope."
Obi looked confused. "What do we do with it then?"
"We make a floor in the fort. The open side is the door."
"Ohh! I get it now." The small child dove into the fort and spread out the blanket, creating a sort of carpet over the carpet of the quarters' floor. "It's finished, Qui!" Obi-Wan proudly proclaimed, poking his head out.
"Good job!" Qui got down on his hands and knees, crawling into the fort beside the boy "What do you say we have a camp out?"
Obi giggled. "We're in your living room."
"That makes it all the more fun! We'll get the portable holo player out, and get some snacks, then go to sleep late?"
"Yeah!" Obi exclaimed. "Can I pick the holo?"
"That sounds great! The holo player and holos are in the drawer on my nightstand. I'll go find some snacks." Both departed the fort, making their separate ways to the kitchen and Qui's bedroom.
Soon, both were snuggled together with extra blankets, lying on their stomachs, elbows propped on pillows in the fort, a bowl of popcorn between them. Qui started the holo and settled in, tousling the boy's hair when Obi smiled eagerly at the movie.
By the time the end credits rolled, Obi-Wan was asleep and Qui was nearly there. He was barely awake enough to turn the holo player off and move the empty popcorn bowl aside. He covered Obi-Wan with a blanket, brushing the hair of his forehead with a tender hand. Then, he fell asleep.