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Category: Humor/Parody, Holiday story.
Rating: G, light flirting
Spoilers: None
Summary: Obi-Wan faces the greatest test of his Jedi abilities,
which involves pink fur and bunnyears.
Disclaimer: Everything you recognize belongs to GL, story line
belongs to me; cash not received nor asked.
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Author's Note: Partially inspired by Mac's first-line challenge
"No one is going to believe we're lovers" but taken to a
different level. In this universe, there is such a thing as
Easter on Coruscant. Accompanying picture found at
http://Ms_Elektra.tripod.com/Obibunny.jpg
"Qui-Gon, no one is going to believe I'm the Easter bunny,"
Obi-Wan whined as he tossed a long ear over his shoulder in
much the same way he would have tossed his braid, had it not be
covered by thick pink fur.
Qui-Gon Jinn repositioned the errant ear back over young
Kenobi's head, manipulating the thin metal within so that it
would stand up straight as any good bunnyear should. "They will
believe it if you believe it, my Padawan. Feel the Force
flowing within you and around you, and repeat to yourself 'I am
the Easter Bunny. I am the Easter Bunny.'" Qui-Gon closed his
eyes, breathing deeply while repeating the phrase over and over
to his apprentice.
'This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever done. This is the
most ridiculous thing I've ever done,' Obi repeated to himself
in cadence to Qui's mantra. "I am the Easter--Master! I feel
ridiculous! I can't go through with it."
Qui-Gon held one fuzzy-mitt covered hand in between his. "I
wore the suit last year. This is something every Jedi must go
through to be initiated into the Easter Jedi Celebrations." His
wide grin spread wider. "Besides, I hear that it's Yoda's turn
next year. Won't it be worth it just to see him in pink fur?"
Obi-Wan couldn't resist his master when he was smiling. "Yes,
Master," he agreed, giggling sweetly. His eyes danced around
the room at the thought of Yoda in the costume, his green skin
contrasting horribly with the neon-pink of the traditional
costume.
"Good." Qui-Gon tweaked his padawan's nose, foregoing the usual
hair-mussing since it was hidden beneath the costume. "Now,
pick up your basket of eggs and hop to it."
Obi-Wan groaned at the pun and bent down to scoop up his large
basket of chocolate JediBunnies and brightly decorated
Corellian eggs. As he stood, Obi squeaked at the feeling of
someone pinching his fluffy-tailed butt. "Master!" he shouted,
incredulous.
Jinn looked mischievous for a moment before returning to his
infuriatingly calm-Master exterior. "It was crooked," he
explained, his cheeks burning bright red.
Obi-Wan reached behind him, making sure the pompom was indeed
on straight. With a quick hand to smooth back his ears, he got
into position and began to hop towards the door, using his
concentration to keep the basket of goodies from being jostled
all over the floor. Qui-Gon watched the impressive display of
reflexes, Force-strength, concentration, and youthful vigor for
a few paces, then strode to catch up with him.
"You know, Padabunny," Qui-Gon ignored the unJedi glare from
his apprentice at the nickname, "pink really is your color."
"Thank you, Master. And may I say, you make a terrific Bunny's
Assistant. I've never seen a Master look so...manly in purple
tights and butterfly wings."
Jinn adjusted the wings on his back; glitter cascaded off the
gossamer fabric. Glitter also flaked off his hair, his beard,
his face, his tights, and his entire purple spandex-covered
body. He stiffened his chin and looked as regal as he could in
the Spring Fairy costume. "We'll talk about this later,
Padabunny."
"Yes, FairyMaster," Kenobi snickered behind a paw.
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