Yet another little short one-shot.

I don't own SW.

Enjoy!


Framing

The Council members sat together with varying levels of boredom or amusement written on their faces. There were two exceptions to this rule. One was Mace Windu, whose face was purple, from yelling at the young Knight who stood in the centre of the room trying, unsuccessfully, to hide a smile. The other exception was Obi-Wan Kenobi, who sat with his head in his hands.

"You may find this funny, Skywalker! But I, for one, don't!" Snickers from around the room followed the shouted statement. "Do you lot want to feel my wrath, too?" Silence fell almost immediately, which made Anakin laugh behind his hand. "You're not helping your case, Skywalker!"

"But, Master! I didn't do it! I didn't even think of it, though I wish I had. Could you imagine being the one able to say, 'I was the one who painted Mace Windu's speeder purple then dyed the seats pink,'? It would be amazing!"

"Don't lie! That will only make it worse for you!"

"But, Master! What evidence do you have that I did it? All you have are fuzzy holocam vids. That proves absolutely nothing!"

"But who else is stupid enough to try something like that?" Some of the Council members had strained looks on their faces, each of them struggling not to laugh.

"That's a good question, Master, to which I have no answer. However, the fact remains; I did not do it."

"That's it, Skywalker! You are coming with me!" Mace grabbed Anakin's arm and dragged him out of the room, probably to some mundane task that no one else wanted to do.

As soon as the door closed behind them, everyone in the room burst into peels of laughter. It was a number of minutes until most of them managed to regain control.

Wiping her eyes, Depa asked, "If he didn't do it; who did?"

There was a pregnant quiet for a minute or two, interrupted only by isolated giggles.

Suddenly someone coughed and all eyes turned to Obi-Wan who said, "I can't believe I got away with it!"


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