I am so sorry it took me so long to update/post. Sithstrukk got in trouble. *smirks* It shouldn't happen again. Maybe. I don't know.

"Master, please don't go in there!" Obi-Wan desperately scrambled to keep Qui-Gon from charging towards the refresher.

"Let me through, you insolent Padawan! This is an emergency; I just spent four hours on an airbus in a rainstorm!" Qui-Gon bellowed.

"Yes-I understand your urgency-but someone's in the shower!" Obi-Wan cried.

Qui-Gon's eyes darkened. "Is Mace over here because he ran out of hot water again? What did I tell you about letting him come steal our hot water?" His deep voice was laced with anger and trimmed with impatience.

"Listen, she's almost-"

"-Answer the question!" Qui-Gon interrupted.

"You told me not to let him in." Obi-Wan ducked his head. "But you didn't say anything about-"

"-Enough excuses! I need to go!" Qui-Gon shoved the boy aside, despite his begging.

Obi-Wan spilled as fast as he could, "Please, a Youngling's art sculpture for the crèche art fair was still
drying and it fell on their head, and we have the nearest 'fresher so I said they could come and I knew you wouldn't mind especially since it's a friend and it's-"

"Obi-Wan, silence!" Qui-Gon pushed the refresher door open and pulled back the shower curtain. "Mace Windu, you-"



"Tahl." Obi-Wan slapped a hand to his forehead. "Especially since it was Tahl."

:D This was fun to write. Well, what isn't fun to write? Even angst is enjoyable.
Anywho, I'd really love to hear what you think of this!