Lions and Tigers and Padawans, Oh My! (Reissued)

OK. I didn't want to post an epilogue originally because I wished to keep the outcome a secret. Seeing as it's all been revealed in Jedi Snapshots anyhow I feel I can now go ahead and write a shortish extra bit to the story. Should last a few posts, not much more. Enjoy

N.B: Simeon is still green, Obi-Wan is healed and out the infirmary and Qui-Gon is beginning to panic again!

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EPILOGUE:

"So." Simeon grinned as he and Obi-Wan sat at the table at the recently refurbished Angel Flight cantina. "It's true then? DAD!" He added with a snicker.

Obi-Wan stared at him with glazed eyes.

"It's not funny." He mumbled.
"It is funny! Who would have thought it, huh? You a father! And worst of all?Jemmy as a mother! That's got to be the biggest laugh I've heard since?"
"Since Garos Hmiol punched your face in for spreading certain rumours around the temple about me and Jemmy." Obi-Wan snapped.
"Hey, they were true." Simeon pointed out.

Kenobi's eyes went all glassy again.

"Did your master kill you very much when he found out?" Simeon enquired.
"What do YOU think?" Obi-Wan grumbled. "I think what saved me from a swift knee-capping was the fact I was already crippled."
"I don't think it's your knees that he would damage somehow." Simeon remarked as he sucked noisily at his Cutlass Ale. "What about Evla? What did she say?"

Obi-Wan just looked at Simeon.

"Do I really have to let you guess?"
"That bad?"
"Well, put it this way," Kenobi lowered his voice, "she offered me a low price castration involving a vibro blade and a food blender."
"Owch!" Simeon choked.
"That's not the half of it. The thing is, Jemmy's getting nothing but sympathy and I'm the villain of the piece!"
"Well, you are." Simeon slapped him on the back. "Just think, by the time the kid reaches it's eighteenth birthday you'll be nearly forty! And you'll probably have several other kids by then anyhow."

Obi-Wan looked aghast.

"Do you mind? You said you'd take me for a drink to keep my mind off things for a while. You've done nothing but talk about it since we got here!"
"Look, for the record I think you'll be a really good father."
"You think so?" Obi-Wan frowned.
"Of course! It's not like you have a lot of choice, is it? If you're not a good dad, Qui-Gon will kill you, Evla will kill you and Jemmy will definitely kill you."
"There you go again! Haven't you got anything good or hopeful to say?" Kenobi grimaced.
"Hopeful?er?hang on a moment. Hopeful?" Simeon wracked his brains. "No."
"Thanks a lot."

Simeon sighed. Usually his attempts at humor induced his friend to either laugh or hail him with a "shut up, Simeon", but a brooding silence was virtually all the response he got on this occasion. Trying to make light of it was clearly not going to work.

Cates decided on another approach.

"You're scared because you don't know what you're facing." Simeon smiled reassuringly.
"I'm scared because I DO know what I'm facing!" Kenobi shot back in a loud voice. "I'm facing years of no sleep and late night feeds and mopping up vomit and cleaning up baby sh?"

Simeon rolled his eyes as several other patrons of the cantina all suddenly shoved their drinks and food away in disgust.

"Shush! Not so loud!" Simeon hissed.
"Simeon, what am I going to do?" asked Obi-Wan bleakly. "I'm not ready to be a father."
"Well, ready or not that's what's happening so you'd better get used to it." Simeon stated. "Anyhow, is anyone truly ever ready?"

Obi-Wan thought about that for a moment.

"I suppose not." He conceded.
"There you are. All you're doing is being negative. Children are a blessing. An-Paj always used to say that."
"Used to say that?"
"Yeah. He says he revised his opinion somewhat when he took me as his padawan." Cates shrugged. "Oh, well. I think he's wrong on that. I was a wonderful child."
"You still are, Simeon." Obi-Wan said dryly at the side of his mouth.
"Infact, I hope your child takes after me."
"If it does I'm going to be asking some serious questions of Jemmiah." Obi-Wan raised his eyebrow obli

 

He, he! LOVED IT! Up to your usual standards sis! More please (once you've finished your CCA post that is!).

 

This is just like that young Jemmiah snapshot you did. So bitter sweet. It's really sad when you consider the outcome.

But never the less, it's extremely funny to see how the characters are reacting.

 

Thanks Imzadi and everyone. I'm working on the next part and hope to have something to post later on. And as for the young Jemmy snapshot, I have to say I think it's just about my fave one I've written so far, so thanks everyone for the kind feedback on that

In the meantime: UP!

 

This post is another collaboration between myself and Mouse. Enjoy!

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"So, what are you having to drink?" Rela asked as she leaned across the bar to Jemmiah. "The usual Firescortch? Or something even more likely to burn your insides away?I think we've got some rust stripper through the back someplace."
"Very funny, Rel." Jemmy shook her head.
"So, what'll it be? Blue Ice? Alderaani Rum? Flameout?"
"Fruit cocktail." Jemmy mumbled.

Rela blinked.

"Sorry, I thought you said fruit cocktail there. As in fruit. As in no alcohol."
"I did." Jemmy replied uncomfortably. "I'm not drinking."

Rela clutched convulsively at her heart.

"Did I just hear you correctly?Jemmiah Gleshan is not drinking? Not at all?"
"Nope."
"Not remotely? Not even a drop?"
"No!"
"I don't believe you. This is a windup. Would you like a Purple Twilight?"

//I'd love a Purple Twilight// Jemmiah sighed.

"I'll pass, thank you."
"Are you feeling alright?" Rela frowned, putting a hand to the Corellian's head.
"Can I have some nuts, please?"
"No drink?!?"
"Rela?THE NUTS?"
"Should I be calling a doctor?"
"NUTS!"

Pause.

"You just want the nuts then?"
"Oh, forget it." Jemmy said crossly. "I don't know why I came in the first place."
"Neither do I. Most people actually drink when they're inside a cantina."
"You don't drink." Jemmy retorted.
"I have every reason not to drink. What I want to know is why you aren't drinking." Rela peered inquisitively into Jemmiah's face.

Jemmiah shrugged it off.

"I had an accident not that long ago. Bust my ribs. They're still sore and I'm on painkillers." Jemmiah half-lied. Every part was true, except for the painkillers.

"I see," Rela said, not entirely convinced, "so it's just a fruit cocktail after all?"
"And the nuts?" Jemmy said hopefully.
"I thought you said to forget it?"
"Please, Rel. Get me the nuts before I'm forced to kill you."
"Temper, temper!" Rela rolled her eyes. "Sheesh! What is wrong with you.? You're even crankier than usual. You're like a baby without its rattle."

Jemmiah blanched at the chosen words but Rela said nothing, merely noting it to herself.

"You didn't come here for my wonderful conversation then?" Rela sighed as she fixed up a fruit cocktail and placed in front of the girl. Jemmiah eyed it as if it were a poisonous snake, feeling slightly nauseous.

"No."

Rela turned to a nearby humanoid male.

"Have to watch this one. She only wants you for your nuts."
"Rela!"
"Don't Rela me. Let's grab a seat over yonder and have a talk."
"About what?"
"I don't know. If you don't want a drink and you don't want to talk what are you doing speaking to me in the first place?"

Jemmy sighed and followed Rela over to the seats in the far corner, as far away as you could get from anyone else. Clearly Rela had something on her mind that she wanted to discuss. Usually Jemmiah had a lot of time for both Rela and anything she might wish to talk about?it was just that she had so much of her own to think on that nothing much else was penetrating her mind.

"Sit." Rela tugged on Jemmy's jacket. "You can sit down you know. That's what chairs are for."
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Sorry."

Rela frowned. Something was going on here. Something was bothering Jemmiah?and she had a nasty suspicion of what it was. But how to confirm it?

"You look a bit tired. Late night out?" Rela asked.
"You're joking. Evla won't let me out of her sight?I mean, with these ribs playing up." Jemmiah said hurriedly.
"Oh." Rela answered before sipping at her own fruit cocktail, eyeing Jemmy as she screwed up her face at the sweetness of her own concoction. "So, what's with the sudden nut fetish?"
"I do not have a nut fetish." Jemmiah replied archly. "I've always liked nuts."
"You hate nuts!"
"I do not!"
"Do to!"
"Well, I like 'em now, big deal. Is it a crime to like nuts?"

Jemmy glared at Rela and Rela proceeded coolly to play her trump card. If she were right, this would show it.

"Not going to the swoop track tonight?"
"Fat chance." Jemmy mumbled.

Rela's ey

 

Great post you two!

Rela's sharp, isn't she! I loved her reaction to Jemmy not having any alcohol!

Next bit please!

 

Excellent post! You portrayed the characters so well, it makes the story even more involving. I hope there's more and soon!

 

Great post, girls!

I just love the way Quinn picks people apart before going in for the kill.

Very entertaining!

 

Hooray!

I was wondering when you were going to post that Jem! Love it! Couldn't think of a better post to sneak on and read! Tee-Hee!

 

Back where you belong...

 

Hmmmm, how did I miss that last post?? I must be slowing down in my old age....

Anyway, I loved the whole story (again), but the new additions make the whole thing glow with renewed hilarity. This is such a great read!!

 

Hey, guys! This is still and add-on, if you're interested! I know the future is all mapped out but there's still three months until Family Matters and half a year to TLST...

No regulars want to have a go whilst they are waiting to post on TLST? Short posts welcomed, that's what made the original so much fun!

BTW, Sunday is the 1st aniversary of this story and Monday is Jemmiah Gleshan's birthday. Thought I'd give this thread a boost

 

Oh boy, this is too good to resist! Now if I can only get the right bunny to bite...

 

"This isn't going to work." Obi-Wan said flatly. "No way is this going to work."

Simeon fingered the 'A-Z of birth: all you need to know about the big event' holo, tossing it up and down in his hands. He was frankly surprised he'd managed to get his friend down to the infirmary and the holovid 'practical and educational' section of the library at all, knowing what he was like with the infirmary and healers in particular.

"You liked the idea at the time." He pointed out.
"Yes, well I was semi-inebriated at the time." Obi-Wan remarked cuttingly. "And I am telling you now that this is NOT going to work. My master is not going to think I'm a responsible adult just because I decide to invite my friends round to watch a holovid about?you know."
"You can say it." Simeon prompted. "Birth is not a dirty word. We all come into the world the same way." He frowned briefly. "Unless we're birds. Or fish, possibly. And I'm assuming that Jemmiah does not posses webbed feet so?"
"No she does not!" Obi-Wan snapped.
"Well, then." Simeon tossed him the holo; the rather graphic vid sleeve catching Obi-Wan's attention almost immediately.

He stared at it with little short of wide-eyed horror.

"I feel sick." He said. "I can't watch this."
"Course you can!" Simeon gave him an encouraging slap on the back. "This is a wonderful time for you. Enjoy it!"

"Enjoy it?!?!" Obi-Wan exclaimed. "How am I meant to do that? I've got Qui-Gon who finds it difficult to look at me right now, Evla who wants to castrate me and sith alone knows what Jemmy thinks of me!"
"Jemmy's tough." Simeon replied. "She'll cope."

"She is not tough! That's just my point." Obi-Wan gave a world-weary sigh and dropped into a nearby chair in the waiting room. "Everyone thinks she's tough because she doesn't make a song and dance about anything. She could be half-dead with double bronchitis before she'd tell you she was ill. That's not being tough. That's called locking pain away."

"It's just how she deals with things, that's all." Simeon said, peering into the nearby stand with the remaining catalogued holos. "Practical chiropody. All you ever want to know about feet." He looked down at Obi-Wan's boots. "They obviously never met you."
"Ha ha." Moped the padawan, resting his head between two hands.

"I don't know how you ever got to the stage of fathering a child." Simeon shrugged. "I would have thought that your feet would have been the ultimate in contraceptives."

Obi-Wan stared at the title of one of the vids at the bottom of the rack, brows furrowing.

"How about this one?" he pointed, squinting. "How to clinically extract a holo rack from a padawan in three easy steps."
"You're making that up!" Simeon snorted, turning his attention back to the vids.
"If you don't shut up you are going to be its star!" Obi-Wan groused.
"I'm only trying to help."
"Well, you're not! Simeon, this is my entire fault. I know it is?but it's a disaster. What do I do?" he pleaded, turning big blue eyes towards the assistant healer.

Simeon couldn't help but feel compassion for Obi-Wan. Nobody was giving him a break. If only people would lighten up and see that he could be potentially a good father instead of shutting him out or shouting at him. Or worse still laughing behind his back. It couldn't be easy for him or Jemmy for that matter, knowing that the whispers were never going to be too far away until people had got used to the idea. As far as Simeon could tell it was down to Master Jinn to set an example and be actively supportive of both of them, not just Jemmy. Sadly, that wasn't yet happening.

"You hang in there." Simeon replied. "Not much of an answer, I know, but the truth is that people will soon get fed up with gossiping. Evla will love being a surrogate grandma and I bet your master's just a softy at heart."

Obi-Wan made a disparaging noise that expressed just what he thought of that.

"Come on, he took in Jemmy when she needed a place to stay. He's not going to abandon either of you now. Or the little third person involved in this who seems to

 

I've got to agree with Leona! I was estatic to see this brought up!

Simmy you don't know how right you are. Watching a little one grow up and becoming their own person and have their own little personality.

But they still run you ragged!

 

Good post sis!

Nice to see Simmy supporting Obi and giving good advice.

Glad to see this one again!