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Anakin Qui-Gon Skywalker

Obi-Wan had expected having a Padawan would be difficult, if his experience being one was anything to go on. But for the love of all things Forceful, this was impossible! Yes, Anakin had been nine--almost ten--when he'd become Obi-Wan's Padawan, but that just meant that four short years later and the boy was thirteen, and thirteen-year-old boys were impossible. Obi-Wan was discovering that very quickly.

"Anakin, put down the rock," Obi-Wan ordered the boy. Anakin took his eyes off the rock that had been hovering a few feet off the ground, and it came crashing down. "I told you, no lifting things bigger than you are yet."

Anakin frowned. "It's not like I'll hurt myself. I'm thirteen."

"Yes, so you keep reminding me," Obi-Wan sighed. "What do you want me to do about it? Give you a pat on the head?"

Anakin scowled at him. Impossible.

~+~

"Anakin, I don't care how good you are at podracing or flying in general," Obi-Wan said while standing on a rooftop in Coruscant near the Jedi Temple, "stay away from the edge of the roof."

"I was just looking!"

"I don't care! I'm responsible for you, and I won't have you falling to your death because you were 'just looking'."

Anakin rolled his eyes and trudged back over to Obi-Wan's side and crossed his arms. Impossible.

~+~

Why did the lightsaber crystals have to be on Ilum? It was freezing. Literally. Of course, Obi-Wan had been to colder places with his master, Qui-Gon, but that didn't mean he had to like it.

"Stay close, Anakin," he called over his shoulder. "It's easy to get lost out here."

Obi-Wan didn't hear a reply, but it didn't worry him too much. Any time Anakin wasn't talking was sacred at this point. But a few moments later and Anakin still hadn't said something, Obi-Wan started to wonder. He turned around. No Anakin.

"Wonderful," Obi-Wan muttered to himself, retracing the path behind him. It didn't take long to find the young Padawan. "Anakin! What did I tell--" Obi-Wan stopped his tirade once he had taken in Anakin's situation. " . . . Anakin," he started again, trying to hide a smile, "what happened here?"

"Uuh . . . I unno, Ashtuh. I din' know my ongue wa' onna het stuck!"

"I take it you've never encountered this much ice before, Anakin?"

" . . . no, Ashtuh."

~+~

This was impossible. This was impossible. You couldn't just lose a Padawan. Well, apparently you could, because Obi-Wan had been looking all day for Anakin and hadn't found him. Why did Kashyyyk have to have all these blasted trees? It made searching for a young boy dressed in brown robes that much harder for him.

"Anakin," he muttered under his breath, "what did I say? I said--and I quote-- 'don't let me out of your sight' and here I am, looking for you." Coming across a fallen tree almost five times his height, Obi-Wan jumped to the top of it, hoping for a clearer vantage point. A thunderous crashing sounded from his right, and, turning to see what had made the noise, Obi-Wan saw a massive webweaver spider thumping along the forest floor. Upon closer inspection, it was chasing after--

"Anakin!" Obi-Wan sprung into action, running along the length of the downed tree towards the spider, planning to intercept it before it caught up with his Padawan. His timing proved impeccable, as he reached the spider just as Anakin managed to slip beneath the fallen tree, delaying the huge arachnid long enough for Obi-Wan to sever a branch from the tree with his lightsaber and use the Force to hurl it at the creature, rendering it unconscious.

Obi-Wan returned his lightsaber to his belt and stood atop the tree for a moment, waiting for Anakin to do something to take responsibility for what had just occurred. Nothing happened.

The Jedi Master sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose between thumb and forefinger. "Get up here, now!" he called, not bothering to keep the edge of irritation out of his voice. Within seconds, Anakin was standing in front of him, eyes cast down at his feet. "Anakin Qui-Gon Skywalker. What am I going to do with you?"

Anakin looked up. "Master, I don't have a middle name."

"I just gave you one!" Obi-Wan replied. "Do you know why? Because the situation arose wherein having two names by which to call you simply didn't express the proper level of my displeasure."

The Padawan dropped his gaze to his feet once more. After a second or two, he looked back to Obi-Wan and asked, "Why did you choose Qui-Gon?"

"Because he was the only other person who was a bigger pain in my neck than you are."