Author: Ticklesivory PM
Obidala. An ugly duckling having undergone a remarkable change still harbors feelings for an early crush: a handsome young Jedi Padawan, but not before his more mature and quite serious Jedi Master has something to say about it.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Obi-Wan K. & Padmé Amidala - Chapters: 17 - Words: 14,306 - Reviews: 38 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 06-19-07 - Published: 02-28-07 - Status: Complete - id: 3418289
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"There. That's me. The one with the dress blacks on. No, not the tall one. I'm the one with the beard. The one with the huge, daffy grin on his face.
"Pardon? Oh. Well, yeah. I guess I was a little nervous, but can you blame me? Have you ever gotten married?
"Four times? Well, then, you should understand how I felt. True, I was a bit nervous, but I was happy. I still am, by the way. However, I wasn't always this way. I guess you could say I was once a little too... contemplative."
"Uptight's more like it."
"Pardon me once again. This is my best man and former apprentice, Anakin Skywalker. Did you have something you wished to say, Padawan?"
"Anyway, what I was trying to say is that I wasn't always this relaxed. I'm a Jedi Master you see, and the job comes with numerous responsibilities, one of which was training and caring for this young man."
"So, it's my fault?"
"Master! You're blaming me again for the way you acted!"
"I most certainly was not."
"That's how it's going to come across to anyone who watches this!"
"Well, that's not what I intended. It was my own fault. I was trying to juggle my time with Anakin and my ongoing debates with the Jedi Council.
"No, I understand your question. It does seem rather ironic now, doesn't it? I mean, I was the most active supporter for the opposing view, wasn't I? At the time, I had my reasons.
"What changed my mind? To understand that, I'll have to tell you the entire story. It started when my wife returned from Naboo."
"No, it didn't."
"It most certainly did, Padawan."
"It did not, and quit calling me Padawan. I was knighted two seasons ago."
"My apologies. But as I was saying, when Padmé came back from Naboo -- that's when my outlook began to change."
"Pfffft. It was not!"
"Pad...Anakin! Who's telling this story anyway?"
"Obviously not you! If you're going to tell it, then tell it right. You have to go back farther than that."
"Fine. If you think you can do better, then be my guest."
"All right, I will! It all started when Master Kenobi chose me as his Padawan. I had been living at the Temple for a few years, having been rescued out of slavery on Tatooine by Obi-Wan's own Master, Qui-Gon Jinn..."
"This is only an hour-long broadcast, Anakin."
"All right! I'll get to the point. As you know, the Jedi work closely with the Galactic Senate. Well, at about the same time I became Obi-Wan's apprentice, a certain young woman from Naboo became Chancellor Velorum's intern. Her name was Padmé Amidala..."