FIC: The Price You Pay (JA humor. Obi-torture fic by Obi the Kid and BL Anderson)

Okay, here's part one of my latest. Depending on the response and how badly you guys beg, will determine when I post part 2. Part 2 WILL BE POSTED on this same thread.



TITLE: The Price You Pay (Part 1 of a collaboration fic with B.L. Anderson)
AUTHOR: Obi the Kid
E-MAIL: hlnkid@aol.com
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Pre-TPM, Obi is 14. (Humor) Obi-Wan lies to his master and pays the price.
FEEDBACK: Always appreciated.
ARCHIVE: Please ask first.
OBI'S WEBSITE: http://www.angelfire.com/movies/obithekid/
B.L.'S WEBSITE: http://www.angelfire.com/al2/lneeson
DISCLAIMER: The characters and venue of Star Wars are copyrighted to Lucas Films Limited. The characters not recognizable from this venue are copyrighted to Tracy C. Knight. The story is the intellectual property of Tracy C. Knight and is copyrighted to her. She makes no profit from the writing or distribution of this story.

NOTES: Part 2 of this story will be written by B.L. Anderson and is the latest in our series of collaboration fics.

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The Price You Pay (PART 1)
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He knew it was wrong. He knew he master would kill him for this. But this was the hottest ticket in the galaxy. It wasn't everyday that the music group Sithbox 20 came to Coruscant. Garen and Reeft had somehow managed to secure three tickets for the concert. Obi-Wan Kenobi was there. Now all he had to do was convince his master that he was just going to a see a holo-vid. A padawan's ways of persuasion were many however.

"Master, have you seen Master Bren? She's been looking for you. Something about, you owe her a date?" The sneaky apprentice was daring his teacher to challenge him on this.

The mention of Master Bren Anders, caught the tall Jedi's attention. "I owe her a date? I don't recall...ah yes. I believe you are correct Obi-Wan. I can't think of a better way to spend the evening than with the number one person in my life."

Obi-Wan cleared his throat. "Um?"

Qui-Gon turned to the boy and laughed. "Oh, you know what I meant. You are of course most important to me, but a man does need a social life."

For a moment the young Jedi stared at his master in confusion. "I guess so. So, you'd drop me for her in a second?"

"No, that is not what I mean. Never mind. I will plan a nice evening for her. You'll be okay by yourself?"

The boy nodded. "Yes master, actually Reeft and Garen want me to go see a new holo-vid with them. Can I?"

"That is fine, but be home by the eleven hour. No later. Understand?"

"Yes master."

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Obi-Wan's fellow padawans were waiting for him outside the turbo lift on A level. Arms crossed, they looked upset. "Hi guys."

"You're late Kenobi." Reeft grabbed him by the arm and they headed for their destination.

"I know. I had to wait for my master to leave. The man gets weird when he goes out with Master Bren. Standing in front of the mirror for an hour talking to himself. Grooming himself. It's disgusting. I told him I was going to see a holo-vid."

Garen laughed. "You lied to Master Qui-Gon? You better hope he doesn't find out where you actually went."

"Oh, and you told your masters you were going to the Sithbox 20 concert?"

"Well, no, not really. Forget it. Come on, we need to hurry."

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Bren greeted Qui-Gon at the door to her quarters. "My, my, my. Aren't you Mr. Fashion. New tunic?"

"You like?"

"You're so cute. Where are you taking me tonight?"

Strutting into the kitchen to grab himself a drink, Qui-Gon proudly displayed two tickets. "My dear Master Bren, you and I are heading to the hottest show in the galaxy tonight."

"NO! You got tickets to see the Goo Goo Trolls?"

"Huh? Who? No. Goo Goo? Um...I got tickets for Sithbox 20."

Bren tried to hide her disappointment. "Oh, that's great Qui. I guess. Who's the opening act?"

He looked at the ticket. "Someone named Hairy Manilow. Never heard of him."

"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. He writes the songs that make the whole world

 

Obi the Kid and BL Anderson, that first part was HILARIOUS!! Please post more soon!
And major, double, TRIPLE points for that wonderful star wars-ized use of real musicians. My favorite band, matc- err..sithbox 20!

 

Heheehe! Thanks Lina! You an me both where Matchbox 20 is concerned! Part 2 coming soon!

 

sigh....can I be like Obi-Wan and go see Sithbox 20? Minus the drinking and disobedience of rules, of course. Hee, hee.

 

LoL!! I Love it!! I want more!!

 

Like always, I'm right here telling you how much I like your fics!! And this one is soooooo great!! I foresee a lot of Obi-torture coming from Qui in this next part that you'll be posting now Waves hand in front of Obi The Kid and B. L. Anderson's faces

(I guess that should do!) (Damn! I have to stop writing what I'm thinking!)

Great first part!!

 

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ROTFL, LOL! Loved it!

 

Heheheh! Thanks guysssss! Part 2? Hmm. Maybe today? Maybe tomorrow? Not sure when. Reader torture anyone?

 

Great story, poor Obi.

 

Thanks Sci-Fi! Gotta up this thing, part 2 still to come.

 

I'll help you up it! But please post soonnnnn!

 

R-reader torture?!? NOOOOOOOO!!!

ROTFL with this one! Please post soon!

 

I am leaning towards posting tonite. No fireworks for me, I am home with a sick dog!

 

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HERE'S PART 2 !!!!!!!



TITLE: The Price you Pay (Part 2 of collaboration fic with Obi the Kid))
AUTHOR: B. L. Lindley-Anderson
E-MAIL: Anderson@hiwaay.net
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Pre-TPM, Obi is 14. (Humor) Obi-Wan lies to his master and pays
the price.
FEEDBACK: Always appreciated.
ARCHIVE: Please ask first.
OBI'S WEBSITE: http://www.angelfire.com/movies/obithekid/
B.L.'S WEBSITE: http://www.angelfire.com/al2/lneeson
DISCLAIMER: The characters and venue of Star Wars are copyrighted to Lucas
Films Limited. The characters not recognizable from this venue are
copyrighted to Tracy C. Knight. The story is the intellectual property of
Tracy C. Knight and is copyrighted to her. She makes no profit from the
writing or distribution of this story.

NOTES: Part 1 of this story was written by Obi the Kid. This is the latest
in our series of collaboration fics.

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The Price You Pay (PART 2)
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Bren was sitting easily in a chair well out of the way. "You need to relax,
Stretch or you are going to bust something." She watched him pace back and
forth and back and forth. "Stop, you're making me dizzy."

"He is going to be more than dizzy when I finish with him!"

"Qui, remember there is a law about murder."

"Oh, I won't murder him, that would just end his suffering too quickly. It's
too easy for him. No...can't have that."

"Are you sure I should be here for this?"

"Yes, you are my witness that I did not kill him." He paced again and
mumbled to himself.

"Stress management. Nev teaches it."

"Does he teach a course on padawan control...or better, padawan discipline."

"You really should calm yourself before you talk to the kid, Stretch."

"You actually sound like you feel sorry for him. You should..."

Several minutes later, the apprentice walked very slowly into the room. He
had his feet spread apart and walked like a dewback, but it was the only way
to keep from falling on his face.

"Obi-Wan! Come! Sit!" Qui-Gon pointed to the sofa.

"Ow! Do you have to yell?" The boy put both hands to his aching head.

"That will soon be the least of your worries. Why did you lie to me? You
went to the Sithbox 20 concert, didn't you? Think carefully before you
answer. I saw you there."

"You were there? Really? I didn't see you."

"Because we were in the nosebleed seats, kid," Bren piped up. "Your adorable
master got great seats. How did you get..."

"BREN!" Qui-Gon rumbled in frustration.

"Sorry..."

"So, you admit you were there."

"Uh...yeah, I guess I do.... But you were there."

"That's different. I am a responsible adult. You are a minor."

"You mean just because I am..."

"Just because you are my ward, you will do as I say. That's all that
matters." The Jedi master paced a little. "I'm not entirely sure about
punishing you for the Blue Mush. It's true that it didn't have alcohol...and
I suppose if you didn't know..."

"Ah...Master...could you hold that thought? I think I'm gonna..." The boy
jumped up and ran.

"DON'T YOU PUKE ON THE FLOOR OR YOU'LL CLEAN IT UP!" Qui-Gon declared as he
followed.

Bren was just behind him. "You're really sensitive, did you know that?"

The two masters arrived in time to see Obi-Wan in intimate communion with the
sanitation unit. "Owww...ahhh...ughhh.... You're my friend...my freeeeen.
The only one who understands me. Will you adopt me?"

"Very funny," Qui-Gon grumbled as he stood with his hands on his hips. "Are
you all right?"

"Qui-Gon Jinn," Bren said sharply. "I know the boy did wrong, but look at
him! He is so sick. How can you be so cold? You still are his guardian."
She dampened a cloth and wiped Obi-Wan's face off. "Are you feeling better?"

"I dunno. I don't feel good."

"Come and lie down. Now that this part is over with, I think you'll be able
to sleep and you'll feel better when you wake up." She helped the boy to

 

No takers for part 2?

 

You'll have to wait a bit! Not many people online tonight. It's the Fourth of July after all!!



Cute Story!

 

the end? I want to find out what happens to obi-wan when bren comes back to tell that he was lying again

 

Welllll...there is a slight possiblity that there might be more to this story. But have to check with my co-writer. Thanks!

 

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Yay! Spiffy fic! Too bad Obi got plastered, but the way you put it that he was...erm...having a technicolor yawn was great!

Keep up the good work!

 

thanks Maru-ba!!!!!!

 

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