Summary: Obi-Wan overhears Qui-Gon and Mace having a little
problem.
Obi-Wan came home from sparring with Bant and paused outside
the door to his quarters. For the first time he was hesitant to
go inside. Even when he had done something wrong and knew
Qui-Gon was going to punish him for it, he had not been this
hesitant to see the man.
He was still reeling from the little talk his master had
given him the other day. He could not believe the man had
actually told him to make sure to taste Trevor thoroughly. And
that line about virgins tasting better...
Taking a deep breath, he reached up to palm the door when the
sound of voices stopped him.
"Damn it, Mace, hold still," he heard his master say.
"Look, Qui, there's no way you're getting that in there. It
just won't fit," came Mace Windu's voice.
"Sure it will," Qui-Gon said. "All we have to do is use the
proper amount of force. I assure you, Mace, it will fit. I've
fit it in tighter holes than this."
"Yeah, if you use a gallon of lube and a shoehorn maybe," the
Council member said.
"Very funny. Now hold still and let me just..."
A scream came from the other side of the door followed quickly
by a thud and the sound of cursing. Obi-Wan guessed that the
scream came from Master Windu since the cursing was definitely
coming from his master.
The Jedi apprentice stood there and gaped at the door. He did
not want to know what was going on in there. He really did not.
Whatever his master and Master Windu were doing was there
business. He did not want to know what his master was trying to
get into where with a shoehorn. Nope. No way.
He turned to leave again. He was sure Bant would not mind
putting up with him for a few hours. The sound of voices
stopped him once again.
"No way, Qui-Gon Jinn," he heard Master Windu's voice clearly
say. "You can not put that thing in there."
"Want to bet on that?" came Qui-Gon's reply.
"Not in that end, Qui!" Mace said frantically.
"Ahhh!" Qui-Gon cried out.
"The teeth got you, didn't they," Mace asked, concerned.
"Yes," Qui-Gon resigned.
"I told you not to try and put it in that end," Mace smirked.
Shaking his head, Obi-Wan Kenobi walked away. There was no way
in hell he was entering those quarters now. Not with those two
in there. He did NOT want to know what his master had just
tried to stick where to produce that reaction.
"Well, Qui, I told you a crystal of that size was never going
to fit in there," Mace said as they surveyed the burned out
light saber in front of them. "And you always catch your
fingers on the teeth when you try to stick it in the other
side."
"I know," Qui-Gon said. "But I really thought it would fit."
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