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Chapter 6

"Language, young one, language." But there was no real heat in Obi-Wan's retort. He casually wiggled his fingers and the security droid swerved into a wall, sparking and falling to pieces.

"Hey," Anakin protested, "that was supposed to be my kill."

"Supposed to, yes, but as usual, you were delaying too much for my tastes."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey - did you just mind trick a droid - cool trick, teach me."

"Well," Obi-Wan began, hand lifting to his beard as he looked down to consider it. "It's a simple matter of redirecting the electrical impulses in the circuitry - Anakin, you already know this," Obi-Wan stopped himself, glancing up again. "Hey!" he shouted, for Anakin had taken off down the neon-lighted street, twin miniature lightsabers twinkling merrily on his rear.

Obi-Wan pelted after his padawan and Anakin turned returning to pick up his droid-parts.

Obi-Wan continued his lecture "I did padawan and now you cannot rile me with your 'I saved you ten times since Cato Neimoida' statement. And cool trick? It was just a bit of Force-manipulation and do what Master Yoda always taught me."

"I see, like this." Anakin lifted the messy droidparts and zoomed them around Obi-Wan.

"Frivolous use of the Force." Obi-Wan was able to sway the parts away when one or two came too near to his linking "You know I don't approve of..."

"Master you are so predictable," Anakin roared with laughter.

"ANAKIN! How many times have I told you not to run with your lightsaber lit!" Obi-Wan bellowed, then hid a smile.

"Nine times not counting Cato Neimoida."

"That was when you saved me with your lightsaber and... " Obi-Wan folded his arms in a very Obi-Wan Kenobi posture.

"Lost it," Anakin smirked. "Don't lecture me."

Obi-Wan's eyebrow rose challengingly. "When you need one, you'll get one, but this display of yours is quite unseemly. Do you wish your lightsabers splashed all over the Holonet? Master Windu will surely 'lecture' you more than I could ever hope to."

"With his purple lightsaber?"

"Perhaps - and perhaps a month's fresher cleaning in the creche."

Anakin gulped and trudged back to Obi-Wan. "Fine, then," he groused. "So, how do I fix my pants?"

Obi-Wan affixed his padawan with a stern eye, then unexpectedly laughed. "How about this?" He reached forward and tugged at Anakin's tunic which was riding high. Now properly in place, it hid the unseemly open seam. "There. The benefit of being always properly groomed and neatly dressed."

"Why didn't I think of that?" Anakin groused.

"Your mind is never on your grooming, that's why."

"Is that such a bad thing, Master?" Anakin retorted with a smirk. "My thoughts are always centered around the Force. Isn't that more important than anything else?"

"Not when your behind is flashing all of Coruscant. Balancemy young friend."

Anakin very nearly stuck his tongue out at the Master. "Better than you. I'm beginning to wonder if all you think about is diplomacy."

"Diplomacy is the grease of life, my young mechanical friend. And the Force itself guides me, always, you know that."

"And what guided Master Windu to a blond wig and purple boa?"

Obi-Wan's mouth opened, then closed with a snap. He crossed his arms.

TBC