Obi-Wan, Quinn, Reesha, and Tabu were enjoying a quiet meal in
the cafeteria after a particularly strenuous training session.
Tabu rested his chin in his hands. Jet black hair flopped in an
asymmetrical cut.
"Whoo. I don't think I could take another session like that.
Those aburkki mantras are the worst."
Reesha ate her fruit. "Tell me about it. I thought level three
was relatively easy. Not!"
Obi-Wan laughed. "Just goes to show you can't assume-"
Plop!!
A chunk of jello bounced off the table. Quinn looked around,
huge grey eyes keen.
"Okay. Who's the wise ass?"
Plup!!
A bigger chunk this time, the size of a grapefruit. The friends
ducked as it flew between them.
Obi-Wan spun around. "Two guesses. I'll bet it's Jerrod again."
"Right you are, oh-knight in waiting" a sarcastic voice.
The friends turned. A rail thin young man with pale silver hair
stalked their way.
Reesha snorted. "Aren't you a little old for this nonsense,
Jerrod?"
He grinned. "What's wrong, Reesha? Not getting enough
attention?"
"Idiot!"
"Tsk, tsk. I know you love me."
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. "You two want to take this to the
conference room or something?"
Quinn grinned. "That's okay, Obi. I like comedy shows-"
Plupp!!
Another jelly glob hit him squarely in the head. Quinn leaped
to his feet.
"Okay, that's it, clown" he wiped his hair.
Jerrod shrugged. "How could that be me?! I'm standing in
front of you!"
Obi-Wan and the others stared about in confusion.
"I don't get it-" Tabu scratched his head.
Whupp!
A syrupy pancake hit him in the face. Obi-Wan stood quickly.
"We've got a prankster. Turn this table over!"
That was the beginning of the end, as far as Obi-Wan was
concerned. There wasn't even time to think. An avalanche of
flying food came their way.
"Heads up!!" Quinn shouted as they were sprayed again.
The table provided a good shield.
"I don't get it. How'd all this get started?!" Reesha peeped
around the table edge.
Quinn still had jelly residue on his face. "I don't know. But
that knucklehead Jerrod is long gone."
"Who cares, Quinn? Look at what's happening now!!" Tabu pointed
around the table.
Total chaos. The air was filled with flying food. Padawans and
knights alike had joined in on the insanity. Walls of furniture
were used as fortresses against edible missiles.
Obi-Wan ducked as a cream puff nearly hit him. "Well, if they
want to play rough-"
He stacked a circle of chairs around the group. His friends
grinned in conspiracy, pulling the table up as a front shield.
Tabu picked up a large soda cup. "This is war!!" he shouted,
hurling it across the room.
"You should have stayed out of this, fool!!" someone shouted. A
spray of french fries bounced on the floor in front of them.
"Fire two!!" Tabu yelled, flinging potato balls from a
fork.
A thickset knight couldn't duck in time as one bounced off her
forehead.
"You're in for it now, Tabu!!" she shouted over the din. She
heaved a pizza.
Obi-Wan's group took cover as the missile splattered and stuck
on a nearby wall.
Reesha flung an apple into the melee. A cry and loud clop
indicated she scored a direct hit.
/Everyone's gone crazy./ Obi-Wan glanced at his friends.
/Yeah. But what started the food fight?/ Tabu looked askance.
Quinn still couldn't clear his eyes of jelly. "What difference
does it make now? Oh oh-" he pointed.
Reesha stared around their shield. "Oh, sith. We're in for it
now..."
Scrabbling on his knees, Obi-Wan grabbed a pie from a nearby
shelf. "Let's see how they like this."
Tabu grinned. "Banana cream. Good pick..."
"No it isn't!" Reesha shouted, tugging his arm. "Wait,
Obi-Wan..."
Quinn squinted around the table. "Hey, isn't that-"
Obi-Wan popped up suddenly. "Take this, sucker!!" he
bellowed, hurling the pie.
Spluch!!
The food warfare froze in terrified silence. Knights and
padawans alike peeped in shock and dismay.
In the center of the floor stood Mace Windu with a cream pie
stuck to his face.
Tabu barely suppressed a giggle at the ridiculous sight.
Obi-Wan was mortified, dropping down quickly next to his
friends.
"Force, that's done it" he murmured.
Hushed whispers. Windu slowly walked over to a counter and
lifted his hand. A towel flew to him as he wiped off the pie
slowly.
Reesha shook Obi-Wan. "I told you not to throw that!!"
"Jedi, attend!!" Windu commanded.
Sheepishly the crowd stood from behind their barricades.
Windu spoke in thundrous tone. "Be aware that severe penance
is due for this unseemly behavior. Explain! Who started this
nonsense?!"
Jerrod stood forward reluctantly. "Unfortuneately I did, Master
Windu. It all began as an innocent prank."
Dark eyes clouded in anger. "So. Our knights now decide to play
like small children?!"
Jerrod gulped. His robes were completely covered in food. Syrup
smeared his shoulders.
"Incidental and unintentional-"
"Your appearance is a disgrace" Windu snapped. He surveyed the
calamity. Splattered food covered tables, chairs, walls. Many
of the participants were barely recognizable.
"All of you" he added. "This behavior is outrageous and
will not be tolerated. You will immediately clean up this mess,
in continuous shifts until this room is sparkling clean.
Miss one spot, and you will start over!"
A husky knight lifted his hand slowly. "I'm afraid I started
this, Master Windu."
The tall jedi glared. "You, Bestat? I find it hard to
believe..."
The man looked embarrassed. "It began as a simple arguement
over mathmatical principles as applied to philosophy-"
"What??"
"Well, Ibin and myself disagreed as to whether existence is
mathmatical or creationist."
Windu stood in front of him. "And just what does that have to
do with anything?!"
"Nothing directly. We were playing with our food as we talked,
nothing unusual..."
"Who is 'we'?"
Another sheepish knight indicated herself. Her reddish brown
hair was clogged with pudding.
"He means me, Master Windu. I was joking with him and tossed a
potato ball. It was innocent enough."
Windu rolled his eyes, surveying the group. "Don't tell me. You
hit the wrong person..."
Ibin nodded ruefully. "The next thing we knew there was a full
blown food fight."
Silence in the cafeteria as Windu paced, glowering at them.
"Bah. All of you will begin cleaning up this mess immediately.
As penance, no one is allowed to wash or change until this
cafeteria is sparkling."
Muted protests. A thin woman with greenish hair rubbed her face
in an attempt to clear it.
"But I can barely see. I've got egg stuck in my eyes!"
Windu wasn't impressed by the outburst. "How unfortuneate.
Apparently foolishness knows no age, Harran."
"But I-"
"Silence. I am returning to the conference area. You all have
one hour."
"By my clothes are all gooey! I can barely move..." another
protest, this from Jerrod.
Windu eyed him blandly. "You started this entire mess, in my
mind. I suggest you start scrubbing."
Stunned, the tall Jedi stared at the mess and his brethren.
"Isn't anyone going to speak up for me?!"
"What in force for. We're no better off than you!" Reesha shot.
"It is a fairly stupid request" Windu noted with a small
smile. "Jedi, attend. I will leave you to your assignment" and
with that, he turned to go.
Obi-Wan nudged his buddy Quinn. "Well, it could have been worse
I suppose-"
Quinn spoke quietly. "Yeah, but why is he still glancing
our way? I don't like it..."
"Obi-Wan."
The two young men pretended not to hear. They began cleanup
efforts.
"Obi-Wan I know you heard me. Over here, padawan."
Obi-Wan swore under his breath. Dozens of eyes followed him
across the room in silence. He tucked his hands away in his
robe sleeves, standing starkly still in front of Windu.
"Is there a problem, Master Windu?"
The dusky hued Jedi master appeared grim. "Perhaps. I sense
your personal involvement in this matter."
Obi-Wan stared. "I don't understand."
Windu glided over to a pastry cabinet, observing it. "If I
recall correctly, someone hit me with a pie when I entered the
room."
Obi-Wan turned red. "It was a mistake, you walked in the room
so suddenly-"
Windu sampled a pastry. "Don't be concerned, padawan. Contrary
to popular belief, I do have a sense of humor."
Obi-Wan glared at his grinning friends. "I apologize. I didn't
mean-"
SPLUCH!!!
Obi-Wan couldn't see. His face was clogged with chocolate cream
pie.
The other Jedi laughed. Windu tasted the pie from his nose.
"Hmm. Not bad. Much better than the lemon custard you hit
me with."
Fuming, Obi-Wan didn't speak. What could he say?
"You look good, Obi. Tasty enough to eat" one of the knights
ribbed him.
"Oh, shut up!"
"What in force is going on?" a familiar voice.
"Good grief" Obi-Wan mumbled, still trying to clear his eyes.
Cream stuck to his lashes.
Qui-Gon entered the room, bemused and surprised. He stood
alongside Windu.
"What happened to you, padawan?"
Obi-Wan blotted his face with a towel. "I think...I've been
had."
Windu smacked his lips. "I'd say so. Quite delicious, in fact."
Qui-Gon stared. "What are you talking about? And why is Obi-Wan
standing there..." he paused, looking about the cafeteria at
the mess.
"It looks like a herd of Banthas trampled this place" he glared
at food covered jedi who stood in silence.
"This is ridiculous, Mace."
"Tell me about it. Your padawan hit me with a pie."
"He did what?!"
"You heard me. I interrupted a major food fight."
Qui-Gon spun on his charge. "Obi-Wan!!"
Obi-Wan lifted his hand slowly. "Now just a minute, Master.
I didn't start it."
"Who did?"
"These over here" Windu indicated Ibin and Harran.
Qui-Gon stared. "You're kidding. Harran, you were in a
food fight?!"
Embarrassed, she nodded. "Well let's just say I got caught up
in the moment."
"It must have been a large one" Qui-Gon turned to his padawan.
"When you've finished here, meet me in the library."
Obi-Wan continued to wipe his face clear with a towel. "Yes,
master."
Windu waved at the crowd. "The show is over. Start cleaning!"
The food covered group scurried out looking for mops and soap.
Qui-Gon made his way over to the opened pastry cabinet.
"A minute of your time, Mace. I feel responsible for this."
Windu stared. "Why? You weren't involved."
"No, but my padawan was" he inspected a pastry.
Windu looked apprehensive. "I applaud your loyalty, but don't
you think it misplaced?"
Qui-Gon picked up a pie, passing it under his nose. "Hmm.
Smells delicious."
Mace kept his distance. "I'll be heading to the Council Hall
now, and-"
"Goo berry is my favorite."
"Don't even think it!"
Spapp!!
Seconds later Windu was hopelessly gooked again.
Qui-Gon laughed at his pie covered friend. "That's for
Obi-Wan!"
"Snekt!" Windu groused before disappearing.
Qui-Gon shook his head innocently. "Some people just have
no sense of humor!"
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