This one was inspired by the folks on the chat this afternoon.
=) Blame it on them, especially gila. <g>
Along with this story, I'm issuing a challenge! =) Write a
story, whether it be silliness like this one or not, in which
Qui-Gon ends up laughing. Really, honestly, laughing.
Archive: master_apprentice
Category: Humor/Parody
Rating: G
Warnings: gratuitous silliness ahead =)
Spoilers: none
Summary: Green Goo. Yes, Green Goo.
Feedback: yes, please =) On list or private is fine.
The sky was a brilliant blue, dusted faintly with puffy white
clouds that were just barely hazed with the pink of approaching
sunset. The day was coming to a close, and the evening breeze
was cool.
Ambling slowly through the gardens, two cloaked figures stopped
occasionally to admire one flower or another, to discuss the
medicinal uses of some herb or another, or just to simply rest
and enjoy the evening.
"And what is this one for, Master Qui-Gon?" the younger,
smaller of the two figures asked, lightly touching one small
herb with tiny yellow flowers.
"That one is ynnibus, a common cure for many stomach and
digestive ailments, Obi-Wan. A good thing to keep with you when
traveling." The taller man pointed to another plant, with long,
slender blades in place of leaves. "Now this one you should
know."
Obi-Wan nodded. "Of course, that one is..."
He stopped speaking and both men threw back their hoods as a
shadow was cast over them from above. They stared, speechless,
for a moment before Qui-Gon spoke.
"Obi-Wan, what is that monstrosity looming overhead?"
Obi-Wan shook his head, still gaping at the... thing. "I
don't know..."
As soon as he spoke, a deluge of green, slimy goo landed on his
upturned face, coating his hair and his shoulders, running down
his cloak to drip onto the ferrocrete beneath his feet.
Again, for just a moment, both men were stunned speechless. For
another moment, the only sound was a muted choking noise that
appeared to be coming from Qui-Gon. Obi-Wan merely blinked at
him, face completely expressionless beneath the green goo.
"Master? I need a towel."
That was all Qui-Gon could handle. The normally dignified,
almost stoic Jedi Master dissolved into a nearly hysterical
ball of laughter, curled in on himself, shoulders shaking.
Tears streamed down his cheeks. Several passers-by started to
stop and offer assistance, but when they realized what had
happened, they quickly moved on, stifling their own amusement.
Obi-Wan simply stood quietly, dripping, waiting for Qui-Gon to
reassert control over himself. Finally, after several long
minutes, the belly laughs became giggles, then tapered off to
occasional chuckles in between gasping breaths.
"Are you quite through, Master?" Obi-Wan asked calmly.
Qui-Gon leaned back against the garden retaining wall and
heaved a huge sigh, then wiped tears from his face with his
robe. "Oh my..." he muttered, glancing up at the large cause of
Obi-Wan's current situation, which had moved quite a ways down
over the gardens. "I didn't know Hutts could fly..."
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