Just A Little Ghost Story

by Scarlet Goldmine (jediapprenticeoli@hotmail.com)

Rating: PG, just a few itty bitty swear words.

Category: Humor, I hope.

Disclosure: The boys aint mine. I just like to borrow them from time to time as bait for those pesky plot bunnies. Plus, aren't they the most adorable Jedi you've ever seen? Who could resist them?

Summery: A ghost story, a devious Master, and a prank gone horribly wrong.

Warnings: Other then terrible writing, none. =P

Archive: Sure, why not. I dont see why you'd want it. Just tell me first, & I'd be happy to give it to ya. =)

Feedback: Yes, please. Praise is held in the highest of appreciation, and hurtful suggestions, and mildly suggested changes are never to be shunned. This is my first fan fic, so I'd love the advice.

The sound of stompling feet echoed through the high ceilinged chambers. Sweat ran down in tiny drops down Chakos' forhead as he trembled in the corner, hiding in the shadows. He knew what he would see if he opened his eyes, so he squeezed them shut tighter, listening to the Ghost Army coming closer. Chakos shrunk farther back, squeezing between a heavy marble arch and the cold stone wall. This had to be a nightmare. It couldn't be real! As if he had voiced his thoughts allowed, he felt a presence form behind him. Through a haze of terror, he smelt the putrid breath, felt others forming around him, though no sound was made other thne his weezing gasps between choked sobs. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He had to know. His eyes slowly opened and his jaw fell opened in a silent scream. It was......

"Padawan?" Obi-Wan jumped with a high pitched squeel Qui-Gon couldn't belive had come from his 14 year old Apprentice. "M-Master, forgive me, I didn't hear you come in." He worked quickly, picking up an assortment of data pads he had knocked over in his fright. "I didn't mean to startle you," Qui-Gon explained apologetically. "Why so, jumpy?" Obi-Wan forced a smile, looking up at his Master sheepishly. "It's this book, Attack of the Ghost Army From Correllia. It's quite scary. I havent been able to put it down." Qui-Gon chuckled. "Attack of the Ghost Army from Correllia? From the Haunted Universe series?" His Apprentice nodded, looking suprised that he knew what it was. "Mace and I used to read those when we were Padawans. Yoda used to confiscate them, telling us they'd give us nightmares. He was right, too. Though we would never admit it."

"They scared you, Master?" Obi-Wan asked astonished. The Jedi Master nodded. "Oh yes, very much so. I had to sleep with the lights on for weeks after I read The Mutant Slime Thing From Off Planet Courusant. I was just your age, too." His Apprentice brightened considerably. "I've never read that one. It was scary, huh? Bant has though. She has the entire series. They gave her nightmares too. but They wont make me have bad dreams. I'm older and a more experienced Padawan. It takes more then a book to scare me."

Qui-Gon nodded, trying not to burst out laughing at his Apprentice's large ego. He was going to give Obi-Wan the scare of his life.....

~Later That Evening~

Qui-Gon snuck silently around the grounds outside the quarters he and Obi-Wan shared. There was no moon, and it made it rather difficult for the big man to see where his large feet were going. By the Force, he thought to himself in frustration after tripping over his fourth garden hose. Can't the gardeners put their damn tools away? He sighed inwardly as he carried on, looking for his Padawan's dark window.

Obi-Wan had gone to sleep about an hour before. Qui-Gon had waited patiently until he'd heard his heavy, even breathing, before sneaking to his room, changing into a very unJedi like black onsomble and ski mask, them slipped out the door, down the hallway, and out to the Temple grounds. All he needed to do was climb up a few stories using the Force up to his Padawan's window, call his name a few times, and scratch on the glass. It would scare him to death once he saw the hockey masked stranger and his Master gone.

Qui-Gon chuckled. Yes, this would be good, and theres his window. Now it's time for Step B. He calmed his mind, pulling the Force around him and began to climb the first few stories to Obi-Wan's room. As he approached the dark glass, he could tell something was very wrong. But before he could disipher what it was, Qui-Gon felt himself being pushed by some unknown force. Right before he fell to the ground and leaped into unconciousness, he heard his Apprentice's voice yelling down, "Take that, you Ghost Army bastard!"

Qui-Gon woke with a start to the sound of choked back sobs, soft murmering and cold hands on his forhead. He opened his eyes and tried to sit up, but the hands pushes him back gently, and the murmering told him not to try to get up. As his eyes focused, he saw he was laying outside the Temple, surrounded by people and a crying Apprentice. But for the life of him he couldn't rememebr how he'd gotten here.........

With a groan it came back to him. The prank! Obi-Wan suddenly jumped at him and hugged him frantically. "Oh Master! I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was you. I thought it was a ghost....." He burst out in tears once again. "Shhhhh, it's ok, Padawan. I shouldnt have tried to scare you." Obi-Wan nodded as the cold hands, which Qui-Gon know realized belonged to Healer Hi'ron, probed him in every place imaginable, checking for broken bones and causing Qui-Gon to squeek in suprise when they got to personal for his tastes.

"Ok," Hi'ron said after what seemed to be hours, (though only minutes), to Qui-Gon. "You can go. There doesn't seem to be more but a few bruises and a sour keester. Nothing a goodnights sleep and a few days wont fix up." Qui-Gon nodded as he and his Apprentice stumbled back to their quarters. Once they had gotten through the door, Obi-Wan broke the silence which had been hovering between them. "You know, you really didn't scare m, Master." Qui-Gon rose an eyebrow. "I beg to differ, Padawan, but I saw the expression on your face when you pushed me from the window sill. You were terrified." He chuckled. "You know, seeing that look on your face makes tonight's hell so worth it."

Obi-wan glared. "I'm going to get you back, you know." Qui-Gon shook his head, still laughing. "Whatever you say, Obi-Wan. Whatever you say." Just then he walked into his room and felt his breath catch in his throat. Standing in front of his was the thing that had given him nightmares in his years as Yoda;s Protege. The thing that had caused him to check under his bed every night for nearly four months after reading the book. It was the Mutant Slime Thing From Off-Planet Courasant. He turned from the room, letting out a scream that even to his own ears sounded like that of a first year female student. As he dashed from the doorway, he came face to face with a grinning and much to smug Padawan. "Told you I'd get you back," he said in a sing song voice. The stillness of the night was suddenly filled with the sound of an Apprentice's laughter, followed by....... "I'll get you for this, Obi-Wan Kenobi!"

The End