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Siri charged through the halls of the not-so-much esteemed Temple now. Everything was in shambles, and to be honest, Siri kind of liked it. It looked not so up-tight. The colors didn't bring one mood; it brought along an array of them. Humor, joy, slyness. All moods that made one happy or feel a little devilish.
Obi-Wan hurtled after her, his thunderous foot falls echoing louder as he came closer to her. He was soon at her side, looking at her with questioning eyes.
Siri noticed.
"The integration rooms that we used for Cad Bane and the other Separatist scum. They are the only rooms that could contain Anakin if he didn't want to be there. My guess is that they put him in the top priority cell so that he certainly couldn't escape."
Obi-Wan kissed her on the lips for her smart thinking, then picked her up and began to run towards the rooms, using Force to quicken his pace.
Obi-Wan vividly remembered the interrogation himself, Anakin and Mace had carried out upon the blue skinned cowboy bounty hunter when they had been in desperate search for the holocrons and the younger and new generation of Jedi. He remembered the combined use of the Force they used to try and confuse the strong-minded bounty hunter to take them to the holocron.
In a matter of minutes they were outside of the interrogation rooms. Obi-Wan skidded to a halt, trying not to let his boots squeal too loudly against the marble floor. He leaned his right shoulder over and allowed Siri to dismount his back.
"I could have run there too, you know," Siri chastised him as she found her feet.
"Yes, but then you wouldn't have gotten to ride on my back, now would you? And then you would be cranky." He smiled a knowing smile at the Jedi he loved while she blushed a new shade of red, confirming Obi-Wan's statement.
He gently opened the door to the interrogation room to find Anakin sitting in a chair, head bent down so that it was facing his chest, with several bruises showing on the skin that was visible with his ripped clothing. The former Master ran over to his 'Padawan' and quickly got him out of the MagnaCuffs.
"Chicken boy?" He could hear Anakin stutter out with what seemed like the last bit of strength that he had.
"Chicken boy?" Obi-Wan's accented voice asked, confused.
Anakin's head shot upwards, only to groan in pain as the sharp jolt rewarded him with a pounding headache that felt like it would split his skull in half.
"Master!" He blurted, surprised. His eyes gleamed with relief. Then he noticed Siri standing just behind him, arms folded and a compassionate look on her face. The Chosen One quickly dove into the Force and felt something.
His Master felt... different. Happy. His eyes flickered back and forth between Obi-Wan and Siri, and his mind put two and two together.
He smiled slyly. He would taunt Obi-Wan later.
"How did you find me?" Anakin asked with a little more strength than before, even though his body felt like it was on fire from all of the electricity that had flown through it and the massive headache that he was experiencing.
"Siri, I mean, Master Tachi switched sides and figured that they would place you here."
Anakin started humming softly, "Kenobi and Tachi sitting by a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Siri with the-"
"ALRIGHT, ANAKIN!" Obi-Wan yelled, interrupting the Jedi Knight's teasing singing.
He heard Siri snicker behind him, though he was certain she was turning as red as him. His cheeks were flaming hot with embarrassment. He then proceeded to help his injured former Padawan up. "We'll talk about this later," He muttered in Anakin's ear.
"What? You need advice on women?" Anakin's witty remark earned him a harsh nudge through his mind, intensifying the headache. "OW!"
"I know how to treat a woman, Anakin," Obi-Wan grumbled, as he hoisted one arm over his shoulder and helped him out of the room, Siri in the lead, on look out.
"So if you know how to treat a woman, then there's nothing to talk about." The young knight said, trying to maneuver his way out of trouble with his usual charm.
Siri laughed as she overheard the conversation taking place between her love and his friend.
Obi-Wan heard the laugh and stared at Siri from behind with curious azure eyes.
Siri felt his penetrating stare from behind and turned to face him, a quizzical expression forming on her face.
Anakin watched with a smirk cleanly plastered on his face as his eyes flocked between the two Jedi.
Anakin attempted to stand up, off of Obi-Wan's shoulder while the glaring contest was going on. He failed, and Obi-Wan was going to help him back up when Siri interrupted.
"What Obi? It's funny. You treat him like he's your son." She managed to say in between the disappearing giggles.
"He acts like a youngling, so I treat him like one. You should know how that feels." She gave her a more playful glare and then used Force to bring her close, brushing her hair the second she was next to him.
". Get a room you two." They could hear Anakin say as he tried to regain his balance, but failed again.
"Shut up," Siri commanded. Anakin seemed to listen to her first time, and obeyed.
"How is it you can get him to obey you but he won't listen to me!" Obi-Wan asked astounded.
"Because he doesn't know what I can do to him if he doesn't obey. You, he's not that afraid of because he knows that you wouldn't do anything to him." She smiled evilly at the silent Skywalker as he looked away from her. She looked back at Obi-Wan and continued to nuzzle into him.
Obi-Wan was extremely confused.
"Okay..." He said uncertainly, letting the confusion hang in the air around the three Jedi, but sincerely enjoyed having Siri in his arms, nuzzling him, her face pressed into his neck. "We should get back to the Padawans,"
"What of Ahsoka?" Siri asked as the cold air replaced Obi-Wan's breath on her neck.
"Yes, where is she?" Obi-Wan asked Anakin.
He just numbly shook his head, lips pressed tightly into a thin line. I don't know, Obi-Wan,"
"Can't you sense her?" Siri asked.
"I can try, though it'll be difficult since I'm already injured,"
The two Masters set back to watch the Jedi Knight locate Ahsoka's Force signature.
Anakin's eyes snapped open, fear glistening off his iris. "There! In the council chambers! She's surrounded by all the council members. They've fallen back into their last reserve. But that's where the plans executed. Ahsoka is an obstruction! If we execute the prank, she'll take the full brunt of it!"
"Then we distract them and get Ahsoka out," Siri said plainly, arms folded and eyes calculating.
"And how do you propose we do that?" Obi-Wan asked rather skeptically.
"Very carefully, Obi-Wan. Very carefully." She began running again, this time towards the Council Chambers. Obi-Wan only rolled his eyes as he picked up Anakin's weak and tired body while running after.
Siri crept up to the door to listen in on the conversation.
"We can't continue to hide in here while the Pranksters remain at large!" She could hear Mace Windu's voice booming out through the crack in the door.
"If you wanna be the victim of the prank of the century, oh high esteemed council member, and have that lightsaber changed from the already girly purple to hot pink, be my guest and stick your head right out of those doors now!" Ki-Adi-Mundi snarled.
"MY LIGHTSABER IS NOT PINK!" Mace roared, enraged at the Masters behavior. "You are all acting like a bunch of impudent Padawans!"
"Thanks, Mace," Siri heard Obi-Wan grumble as he staggered in with Anakin in tow. 'Remind me of my own Padawan days where you hated me,' He thought bitterly.
"Why don't you go out, Mundi?" Mace hissed. "Maybe your tall pyramid-like head will shield us temporarily from all the eggs and such whilst we attack!"
"Why you...!" Thunderous footfalls were heard crashing against the floor before a sharp crack and a yell of "OWWWWWW!" was displayed from within the chambers. "You... YOU BROKE MY NOSE YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING SLEEMO!" Mace roared. His own footfalls were heard crashing against the floor.
"OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW!" The same owner of the voice yelled again, as a "THAWK!" was heard.
"STOP HITTING ME WITH THAT GIMMER STICK OF YOURS YOU TROLL!"
The room was filled with harsh gasps, even the muffled ones of Siri, Obi-Wan and Anakin outside.
"Troll I am not," Yoda's ancient voice echoed through the silence, slicing whatever noise was taking place and cutting it dead. "No one sure of what I am, in the Star Wars universe. Why George Lucas hasn't said, I do not know. Master Windu. Control yourself!" Everyone, present and eavesdropping heard the 900 year old Grand Master mutter something about creators not naming a main characters species as his stick banged off the marble floor and he hobbled to his seat.
"Dude," The three Jedi outside heard the familiar voice of Ahsoka Tano through the doors. Anakin's head snapped up towards the source, eyes wide and desperate. "Master Windu. Dude; wipe yourself off, man. You're bleeding,"
Anakin couldn't contain himself any longer. The bright melodious sound of his laughter echoed throughout the hallway. Obi-Wan tried to muffle the sound with his hand, but was unsuccessful as the Council room became suddenly quiet.
"I think we should run now." Siri looked over at Obi-Wan.
"No. Really?" Obi-Wan asked sarcastically.
It was at that moment that the council doors swung open and there, blood running down his nose and tunic, was Mace Windu, a furious fire burning in his eyes, and all the other members of the council - excluding Master Fisto as he has not been discovered yet - staring at them all, their eyes full of steel.
"KRIFFING RUN FOR THE HILLS!" Siri yelled, as she spun on her heel, grabbed Anakin's other arm and darted off, half sprinting, half limping - due to Anakin's injuries - along with Obi-Wan.
"Run, Masters!" Ahsoka's call could be heard distantly, though it echoed like a thunder clap across the halls. "RUN!"
"Just leave me! I'm slowing you guys down!" Anakin screamed at the Masters.
"I'm never going to leave you behind." Obi-Wan replied as they turned a corner.
"Master, I have a plan!" He simply responded.
"Is this So-Called Plan where you storm the Council room through a secret passage way that only you know about, I follow then reprimand you, we rescue Ahsoka, then high-tail it back to the Secret Hideout?"
"Pretty Much. Let's go."
"How did you know that was my plan, by the way!" Anakin yelled in astonishment.
"Padawan, training you for the past ten years has told me a lot about myself and you. Did you honestly think I didn't know you or something?"
"Well..." Anakin mumbled, pausing to think of what to respond with. He saw Obi-Wan's gaze, daring him to say otherwise. "Err. Scratch that, Master!" He finished.
"Good." Was the older man's short reply, a smile curling his lips.
"The secret passage is the next left, behind the statue of Qui-Gon. Press his nose and a wall will appear."
"YOU MADE A SECRET PASSAGE OUT OF THE NOSE OF MY DEAD FORMER MASTER!"
"Honestly...You do act like a father to me." Anakin mumbled underneath his breath.
"How did you come up with this secret passage?" Obi-Wan asked, trying to bite back the growl he felt rumbling deep within is chest.
"Well... errr." Anakin's face turned beetroot red, and his eyes looked at anything but him, lowering to stare at the floor with a fixated look of a child discovering something of keen interest. "I erm.. Was curious about the statues nose and err.."
"Oh no," Obi-Wan interrupted, already concluding where this might end. "You didn't actually think-"
"I thought that I could... you know.. I thought I could pick its nose..."
"YOU KRIFFING WHAT!" Obi-Wan roared at him, his temper flaring like that of the solar explosions around the sun.
"IT'S MADE OF GOLD! AND I WAS NINE!" Anakin defended. "I thought that if I dug in there, I would find gold!"
Anakin, at the age of nine, would believe the saying that if you picked your nose you'd probably dig out some gold.
Obi-Wan sighed and shook his head, whilst Siri burst out laughing. Images his mind conjured of a nine year old Anakin picking the nose of his former dead Master's statue for gold would forever haunt him.
Anakin went over and pressed Qui-Gon Jinn's nose. Obi-Wan had a feeling that the Force Ghost of Qui-Gon was standing there, giving a disapproving glare at the three of them.
The wall instantly transformed into a secret passage way and the second that they were safely inside, it closed back up.
The passageway was very dark gloomy. The only source of light and illumination was the violet hue of Siri's thrumming lightsaber that echoed tunelessly off the cemented walls.
"Where does this take us again, Anakin?" Siri asked over her shoulder, before continuing to lead the other two through the simple and narrow passage.
The passage way was becoming smaller and soon the team had to crawl, Siri first, Anakin second, and Obi-Wan at the end.
"If I'm right, it should lead us right to-" He was cut off by Siri's slight scream as she fell out of the vent inside of the Council room. "The vents."
Obi-Wan made sure that Siri was out of the way before nudging his former Padawan out of the vent, causing him to land on the floor as well.
"Owwwwww! Master!" He could hear Anakin loudly whisper as he landed on his rear.
"Sorry, Anakin," He apologized quietly, as he proceeded to haul himself off of Anakin and help him up, before making sure Siri was ok.
"What took you so long?" Ahsoka butted in. Even though she was tied to a steel chair in the middle of the council chambers, her face was still plastered with a cheeky expression.
"You ok, Snips?" Anakin asked, as he hobbled over and untied Ahsoka.
The Togrutan sighed with relief as the bonds were freed from her wrists and ankles, and she stood, jumping slightly and shaking her arms to get feeling back in them.
"I didn't give anything away to 'em, Master," She said proudly.
"What did you do?" He asked.
"What you told me to," She simply replied in a casual tone. "Rule one: Lie, lie, deny. And rule two: Deny, deny, never comply."
Obi-Wan just shook his head. "I should have never given you a Padawan to corrupt."
Anakin only smiled as he hobbled over and locked the door to the Chambers from the inside. With the threat of the Council Members coming back evaded, Anakin turned around, fatigue expressed all over his face. Obi-Wan quickly went over to the young man as he almost collapsed to the ground in exhaustion.
"I think you should rest," Obi-Wan advised. "We'll take care of the rest," He gestured to Siri and Ahsoka who were quickly chatting in worried tones to each other.
"Yeah..." Anakin replied sleepily, his fatigue overpowering him. "You do that... I'll come back to it later." With that, his head lolled forward, and he was out, his mind free to wonder in his dreams.
Obi-Wan gently laid him to the floor, smoothing over some stray hairs that had gotten in his former Padawans eyes fatherly. His azure eyes sparkled with fatherly pride at the unconscious young man who he had considered his brother.
Siri ran over to Obi-Wan. "I've been conversing with Ahsoka. Apparently, the prank is going to go off in an hour. We need to get the Council Members back in here by that time. Where is Kit Fisto by the way? I haven't seen him and he wasn't chasing after us."
Both the Master and Padawan shrugged as just outside of the window, the struggling Nautolan Master was finally let go of his binds by his love. Aayla brought him close, after learning it was just a rumor, and was kissing him gently.
The four Jedi stared in absolute shock. Their feet were as if glued to the floor, bodies frozen as if turned to solid granite. They all stared at the tender moment between the two Jedi, eyes wide and unblinking, and mouths agape. Anakin was beginning to drool saliva from not closing his mouth, to which Ahsoka gently cupped her hand under his chin and slid his gaping mouth shut as if it was a rusty garage door that wouldn't shut - due to Anakin's rebuking.
"Oh. My. Stars." Siri, the only person who found her voice, said, shell-shocked.
Obi-Wan had one hand around Siri while stroking his beard with the other. "Well, that's not something you see every day."
Ahsoka just stared bewildered until Anakin let out an extremely loud snore.
At the sound of the grizzly snore, both of the Master's locked lips parted, and they turned to stare at the four with wide eyes, betraying their surprise and embarrassment.
"Oh, snap!" Anakin said, once he saw the two's faces change from shock and surprise to anger and annoyance.
"Running again, are we?" Siri rhetorically asked, turning to face Obi-Wan who stared back at her, equally as shocked as the two glaring Master's.
"Yeah," He pronounced, before they each dashed from the room.
"We need to get all of the council members in the chambers within the next fifty five minutes!" Ahsoka announced to the band of fugitive Jedi.
"We'll have to lure them in," Obi-Wan said, his eyes narrowed and focused intently in front of him. "We need to find each of them and lure them all in together."
"A wild bantha chase," Siri and Anakin concluded at the same time, sharing a mischievous glance.
"You could say that," Obi-Wan replied in a low, snickering tone, his azure orbs sparkling with mischief.
"Is someone back to their old Padawan days?" Siri asked teasingly.
Obi-Wan looked at her and winked. "I just might be, Siri,"
"Good. Cause I'm back to mine." Her face showed no trace of seriousness at all. She was much like a wild reek, as she ran out of the hallway screaming "Adi, Adi, Adi, Adi! You can't catch me!"
Anakin just laughed as he too, ran down the hallway, in pursuit of Chicken boy.
'I never thought I'd see two master's so immature. Aren't they supposed to be setting the example?' Anakin thought wryly, as he treaded on their heels hotly.
Once they reached the training rooms, they observed the council members, who were conversing in hushed and worried tones about the escapee Padawan learners.
In the middle of this group, was none other than Chicken boy. Mace Windu. "This is the work of Kenobi and Tachi!" He barked, is voice thunderously reverberating off the walls.
Anakin's eyes widened and glistened with mischief. Before anyone else could contribute to Mace's words, they heard the howl of Anakin's shout:
"CHICKEN BOY! BUCK, BUCK, BUCK... BUUUUUUCK!" Anakin was standing in the open, doing a chicken impression, clucking and planting his hands at his hips and sticking his elbows out, forming turkey wings. He was surrounded by Obi-Wan, Siri and Ahsoka, who all howled with uncontrollable laughter.
Everyone could see the vein that popped out of Mace Windu's head as the Chosen One continued taunting him. He grabbed his lightsaber from his belt and began chasing the boy.
"Oooooo! Chicken Boy's got a purple lightsaber! Girly girl Chicken BOY!" Anakin screamed as he ran in circles in the hall of a thousand fountains.
Mace joined the circle and pursued the Chosen One, his eyes blazing with a burning rage, and his face set on a permanent snarl. "I'll cut you, Skywalker!"
"Not if you want me to save your sorry tail feathers!" The Chosen One rebuked, only making the Korun Master's anger flare that much further.
"By the Force, he's gone Sithly!" Siri yelled through her laughter, pointing at Mace, who was too enraged to hear.
"Sithly!" Shaak Ti repeated, shocked and a little fearful, flicking her eyes between Siri and Mace who was still pursuing Anakin in circles as the Knight continued to yell taunts and do chick impressions. She faintly heard him scream, "If you get scared, do you jump a foot in the air, squawk, and lay an egg? Oh! Have you ever laid a golden egg!"
"Sith!" Shaak yelled, pointing an accusing finger at Mace. "He's gone Sith and is attacking the Chosen One! Get him!" She threw herself towards the unsuspecting Jedi Master and collided into him with the force of a wrecking ball. The Korun Master had never saw it coming, as he felt the weight of the Togrutan female smash into his side. His lightsaber fell away from his hand and deactivated.
"Help me subdue him!" Shaak yelled as she tackled Mace. "C'mon!" She now had him in a head lock, and he was trying desperately to break free, his face turning a deep purple.
"Hey!" Anakin said, pointing at his face, a maniacal laugh erupting from deep within his chest. "Your face matches the color of your lightsaber!"
Shaak gave him a look that would silence a multitude as she easily picked up the Korun Master and rushed him to the Council room. Some of the other Members followed suit.
Adi Gallia, having found out that the whole Kit Fisto/her thing had been a prank set up by Siri, started running towards her former apprentice. "Siri TACHI!"
"That's my exit!" The wily blonde said as she ran from her love.
Obi-Wan stared at her in bewilderment, before Adi whirled past him with blinding speed, making him stagger back and brushing his hair back. He blinked rapidly as he stared after the petite blonde Jedi Knight and tall, dark skinned Jedi Master chase her down.
He looked around to find that he was the only one still standing there. Catching onto to plan for the council members, he raced, like a bullet from a gun, after them all.
Anakin loved leading the charge. Even if it meant that he was most likely going to die for it, it was the most exhilarating thing that he could do. In a sick sort of way, he was glad that the Clone Wars was happening. If it wasn't, he would be cooped up in the Temple for the rest of his life. And that did not agree with Anakin Skywalker in any form. Also, he wouldn't have a Padawan to corrupt. That was pretty Wizard too.
Shaak Ti's yelling brought him back to reality as he realized that the Council room was up ahead and he still didn't have a plan of how he was going to get out in time for the prank to happen. Then it hit him.
"Master! Fall back!"
"What?"
"You heard me!"
Obi-Wan stopped running after the reckless knight just as they reached the Council doors. Anakin quickly Force Jumped over the Jedi and closed the doors behind him.
Anakin waltzed up to his former Master with a smug look on his face. "Job done," He simply declared, standing proud and listening to the screams and shouts of the Master's and their fists pounding off the doors.
"Now we just need to get Fisto off the roof, Adi away from Siri, and The Green Runt." Ahsoka said as she ran over to her Master's side. "I'll go get Fisto. I got him to believe that I was switching sides while I was in the Council Chambers, so he'll believe me if I say there's trouble." With that the Togrutan Padawan set off for the roof.
"You go get your girlfriend. I got the Runt." Anakin said as he spirited off.
"Right. Wait-Anakin! She's not my-Great." He shook his head, rubbing his temples, then continued after Siri.
The young Jedi Master whizzed past the fallen columns and statues of great Jedi, all the whiles his senses stretching out to find Siri's Force signature.
He sensed the excitement radiating off of her in heaps. "Adi, Adi, Adi... YOU CAN'T CATCH ME!" He shook his head, a small smile playing his lips. His love could never stop teasing. And this he'd have to live with everyday. But he didn't mind, because at the end of the day, it was her. And she mattered the most to him, as well as Anakin.
"Siri, I'm not afraid to deal with you like I did when you were a Padawan!" He could hear the frustrated Master yell after the Prankster.
"No you won't!" Siri smugly looked back and stuck her tongue out at Adi, when she ran dead flat into Obi-Wan's strong chest.
Obi-Wan grunted and stumbled back from the force of Siri smashing into him, full force, but managed to regain his balance.
"As much as I would love to stand here like this, with me holding onto you forever," Obi-Wan began, looking tenderly down at her. "I believe that we should run now,"
"For once I'm not going to argue with you," His love replied, shaking her head slightly.
"Just wait till I get my hands on the both of you!" They heard the frustrated Adi Gallia yell at them, as she rapidly approached them.
"Let's go!" The two loves shouted in unison, before taking off like a rocket down the halls and towards the council chambers.
Ahsoka crept up onto the roof with the skill of a cat. "Master Fisto! Master Fisto! Something terrible has happened!"
The Nautolan Master quickly quit his kissing with Aayla and looked at the troubled Padawan. "What is it?"
"The Pranksters! They've attacked! We have to stop them from getting the rest of the Council!"
"Where are they heading!" Kit asked in an urgent tone, releasing his hold on Aayla and walking over to the Togrutan Padawan learner.
Ahsoka was still panting from the hike up to the Temple roof. "They... are heading.. t - to the council... chambers!2 She gasped, huffing huge gulps of air into her lungs.
The Nautolan Master nodded in answer, a set look of stone on his face, before inclining his head for her and Aayla to follow him as he ran down the stairs, back into the Temple.
"No..." Ahsoka groaned. "I just ran all the way up those things!" She continued complaining in a hushed tone to herself as she followed the two Jedi Masters down the stairs and led them towards the trap. They would surely hold a grudge against her for life.
Anakin crept up slowly and surely behind the meditating figure of the Grand Master. 'This is too easy.' The Knight thought to himself. And he was right. The second that Anakin had made it about ten feet away from Yoda, the Runt stuck back. He instantly jumped up and started attacking Anakin from all angles.
"HAAAAAAH!" The Grand Master of the Jedi Order yelled, as he flipped over Anakin's head and swung his saber at him, only for his green blade to smash against Anakin's brilliant blue. The two blades locked and hissed together, as the two Jedi fought for dominance.
Anakin pressed down, brining the blades closer to the older Jedi's face. Just as it looked like a victory for the Chosen One, the devious, little green troll leapt over Anakin's head, deactivating his lightsaber and landed on his back, perching himself on him and grasping the Jedi's tunic.
"ARGH! GET OFF ME!" The Knight yelled as he ran around the room, his arms flailing and hands scrambling to get the little troll of him. Yoda grabbed Anakin's hand and bit down on his finger, nibbling on the skin and making him bleed.
Anakin yelped and yanked his hand away. "You disgusting little runt!" He cursed.
"Little runt, I am not! Nor, disgusting, am I! Devious little green Jedi Master, I am!" He chuckled delightfully as Anakin ran around the room in circles, trying to shake the diminutive Jedi Master off his back.
"You are disgusting! You bit me! I'm going to die of rabies because of you!" Anakin succeeded in pushing the Runt up against a wall, then quickly knocked him out with the force of his push. He threw the RUNT up in the air, tossed him over his shoulder, then made his way down to the Council room, where Ahsoka was already herding Kit and Aayla in. He just tossed the small Master in and helped his Padawan close the doors.
Ahsoka immediately noticed the bleeding on Anakin's hand.
"What happened?" She asked curiously, her eyes focused on the bleeding hand.
"That little runt bit me!" He snarled, looking disgustedly at his hands. "I'm gonna die of rabies now!"
Just then, Obi-Wan and Siri exploded into the halls, an angry female Jedi Master trailing them. "OPEN THE DOORS!" They both bellowed simultaneously.
Anakin opened the doors and quickly dodged the running Jedi team. They both, at the last minute, leapt into the air and Force pushed the surprised Master into the room, knocking over the other Masters who attempted to escape. Anakin slammed the doors closed.
He then walked over to Obi-Wan and Siri who were panting, hands on knees, but looking at each other admiringly. "If you two love birds are done with the 'gaze intensely into each other's eyes' moment. Obi-Wan. Would you do the honor, of pushing this detonator... and setting off the prank of the millennia?"
Obi-Wan smiled at his former Padawan, the latter smiling back with equal mischief. He took the device. "Of course, Master prankster," He bowed.
"General," Anakin acknowledged, bowing back to his master.
Obi-Wan smiled, a devilish gleam sparkling in his azure irises... and pushed the button.
Sam ran up to them, paint ball gun at the ready and war paint spread all over his face. "The troops are ready when you are Generals! Phase One has already been activated and We are ready to commence phase two." He said as he nudged at his paint ball gun.
Anakin got down on one knee and whispered something into Sam's ear. "I want you to go in there, and not only fight for the Pranksters, but for your brother. You got it?"
The little boy put on one of the bravest faces that Obi-Wan had ever seen, then with the charisma of a Skywalker, opened the doors and began his full fledged attack.
"ARHHH! EAT THIS SUCKERS!" Sam yelled thunderously, as he stormed into the council chambers, splattering anything that moved with the pant ball gun. The boy was getting bulls eyes! As if shooting fish in a barrel. Obi-Wan thought the kid was a perfect marksmen. A prodigy.
The Masters yelled in panic and orders, as well as trying to evade the fire from all the Padawans, diving left and right.
Paint was splattered everywhere. One master. Master Gallia, was unfortunate to have all the Padawans stalk up to her and corner her right into the farthest end of the chambers. Siri casually walked up to her former master, a sly and devilish smile of delight highlighting her face. Something red, circular and loaded was in her hand.
Adi snarled. "You'll pay for this Padawan," She growled furiously.
Siri smirked, tossing whatever was in her hand casually, watching with an evil eye as her master's eyes followed the object rising and falling in her hand fearfully.
"I know," She said, averting her eyes from her master's temporarily. She glanced at the chaos that ensued around her, then turned her eyes back to her former master. "But it'll be so worth it."
With that, she threw the projectile. It made contact and splattered water all over Adi's face and hair, drenching her. "Fire at will, children," Siri commanded.
The Padawans did so, blasting Adi right into a window. Her face squished against the window, and as various paint balls splattered all over the place, dotting her back and the window, Adi slowly slid down, the paint on her face smearing the glass.
Sam walked right over to Ki-Audi Mundi. "This is for Ben!" He pummeled the Jedi Master with deathly red paint balls covering all of his body, especially the top of his pointy head.
Most of the younger Younglings were throwing balloons full of glue at Mace Windu. At the command of Anakin, they let the feathers fly. A young girl named Kay grabbed a giant paper beak and put it on the Korun Master's nose. While the rest of them ran around yelling Chicken boy, she went over to Kit Fisto and helped him hide.
The aquatic Master was confused. "Master Ani-Kin says that you are too nice for this part. He wanteded you and your pretty lady to hide." The girl's bright hazel eyes shown with pure love for the Jedi Master.
The aquatic Master nodded and stayed low for what was good for him.
"CHICKEN BOY!" Anakin yelled at the top of his lungs, the voice reverberating off the walls. "LAY US AN EGG!"
Mace stood there dazed, whilst the Padawans and pranksters cheered with glee.
They then pulled out several cartons of eggs at threw them at the Master, while some of the younglings were hiding the good Jedi Masters on the Council before the Finale of the Prank would start. Siri went over and scrapped Adi off of the window. She was still breathing, just knocked out. Hoping that she wouldn't wake up until the blonde was on a mission in the Outer Rim, she gently laid her Former Master down next to Kit and Aayla.
Soon, there was only Yoda, Ki-Audi Mundi, Mace Windu, and Saesee Tiin standing in the Center of the room, with the Pranksters standing around them. The other Jedi Masters laid on the floor, curious to what was going to happen next.
Anakin and Obi-Wan walked towards the glaring Masters, though since Mace had a paper beak stuck to him and looked ridiculously like a chicken, he wasn't so menacing, as were any of the Master's, for they all looked ridiculous being victims of the prank.
"Master?" Anakin said, looking at the auburn haired man. "Would you lie to say the words?"
"By all means, Anakin, I did the first command. This is all yours,"
"Thank you." He turned to his troops. "ATTENTION!"
They all lined up in a perfect circle around their General. The Padawans' eyes shined brighter than Tatooine's shining twin suns put together. This was it. The moment that they had been waiting for. They all ignited their practice lightsabers and waited.
Anakin walked smugly over to Obi-Wan's Council Chair, where Siri was making herself rather comfortable. He leaned over and pressed a button that was hidden on the arm rest. The thick green goo that had been brewing in the secret room fell from the sky, drenching the Masters in the middle of the room, but not affecting any of the rest of the room's occupants.
The goo drizzled and set on the Master's clothing and hair - and for Mace gave him a sickish look that accompanied the array of white and black feathers covering him. Just then, two pillows swung down on canopies and smashing straight into Mace, one from behind and the other from the front. They exploded upon impact and covered Mace with even more feathers, residue feathers flocked onto the other Master's and stuck to them.
To add the finishing touch to the stern council member, who could do nothing but stand in complete shock and silence, two female Jedi, Jedi Padawan Kay and Master Ani-Kin waltzed over to the Korun Master and pulled out a rubber hat. The top had three balloon type air pockets that looked like fingers sticking upwards. They reached up and attached it to the tall Jedi's head and stood back to admire their work.
Mace Windu looked like... a chicken.
Just then, the entire room, save for the Master's all planted their hands on their hips and stuck their elbows out. Bending their backs forwards, the all pretended to peck at the ground and circle Mace, all the while shouting "CHICKEN BOY!"
Obi-Wan, Siri, Anakin, Ahsoka and Sam walked over the Mace and the others.
"You have officially been pranked by the notorious Prank Masters!"
You may think that this is all over, yes? You're wrong! Chapter 4 will be coming soon! Once more we are sorry for the long wait. Thank you for being patient with us.