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Take Two!
The Naboo Ship
By Jemmiah

"Now stay out of trouble." Obi-Wan said briskly as he left Jar Jar in the hold with the droids. That
thing was beginning to get on his nerves. There was something strange about a creature that could that use its own tongue to lasso food from a plate. A neat trick, certainly, but not the sort of thing that Coruscant society would approve of. They thought the Jedi were weird enough without seeing them scale a building using lip suction only...

He was about to close the door behind him when he got an idea…

Qui-Gon frowned.

He could be wrong but he felt as if Obi-Wan wasn't really getting along with everyone else in the party. He just wasn't making the effort or pulling his weight: instead he was moping about miserably with a rather constipated expression on his face. The master decided that maybe he ought to have a word with his padawan on matters of politeness and unacceptable laziness. He couldn't afford to let him slip up now.

"Padawan." Qui-Gon said.

"Oh, It's you. What do you want?" Obi-Wan sulked.

"I wanted to have a little chat."

"We had that when I was thirteen." Kenobi pouted.

that one." Jinn sighed. "Look there's no easy way of saying this, padawan, but I can't help but feel as if you don't really like anyone else on the ship. Now why would that be?"

"That's not true, master!" Kenobi protested before his smile cracked into a devilish grin. "I think the queen's a right little raver!"

"Hmmm. I'm not sure that's quite how you address the monarch, even in these enlightened and liberal days." Qui-Gon mused. "What about Jar Jar?"

"Him?" Obi-Wan shrugged. "He's just a pathetic lifeform. Why should I care about that Gungan nonentity?"

"Padawan!" scolded Qui-Gon. "Show some respect!"

Obi-Wan pulled a face.

"You aren't doing your share around here. You've had the handmaidens…"

"I have

"…let me finish." Qui-Gon rolled his eyes. "You've had the handmaidens doing the maintenance on the ship!"

"There's no such thing as a free ride, not even for the queen of Naboo." Obi-Wan pronounced.

"I'm beginning to worry about you, padawan." Jinn pondered as they headed through to the kitchen prep unit. "I think you might be showing dark side tendencies."

Obi-Wan shrugged and picked up a tray.

"Look, I am sorry you think I'm not pulling my weight around here. And I am not going over to the darkside."

Qui-Gon nodded as he and Obi-Wan wandered through to speak with Panaka and Amidala.

"Where's Jar Jar?" The Queen asked imperious monotone.

"I've got no idea." Obi-Wan picked a glass of the tray and offered it to her.

"Orange goo, anyone?"
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