Obi-Wan's First Thanksgiving
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Summary: Obi-Wan is a year old and celebrating his first Thanksgiving with Mace and Qui-Gon. NON-SLASH.
Chapter 1
A small woman in her older ages of life was standing in a crowed room full of young jedi. The children were between the ages of one to five years old. The woman didn't seem to mind all the little children running and screaming. She was waiting for some of them to be taken by jedi nights and masters to celebrate Thanksgiving.
"Master Ananda?"
The woman turned slowly, almost as if she was worried something would happen to the children if she took her eyes off them.
"Well Qui-Gon Jinn. How nice of you to stop by to see your old mother." She said and turned to the big jedi standing behind her, hugging him tightly.
The tall jedi smiled and hugged back.
"Aren't you everyone's mom?"
"Well, that's besides the point."
Qui-Gon felt a small presence and a little hand grab his robe, trying to stand. Looking down, Qui-Gon saw a very young boy no older then a year.
"Ahh, I see your little initiate has already found you. Have a good holiday Qui-Gon, you too my little Obi-Wan." Ananda said and turned to the other children.
Qui-Gon looked down at the boy who let go of his robe and held his hands up. The master caught him before he fell.
"Hello Obi-Wan." he said and the little boy smiled.
"Do you want to come over and have lunch with me and Master Windu?"
The little boy just nodded and hugged the big mans neck.
"I will bring Obi-Wan back tomorrow morning Ananda." Qui-Gon called and headed for his quarters with the little boy.
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Walking to the door Qui-Gon palmed it open. As soon as he walked in Obi-Wan started to squirm around obviously wanting down. The master put him down lightly on the carpet and watched as the little boy moved as fast as he could crawl. Straight for the kitchen.
"I don't think so little one." Qui-Gon said and scooped him up. The boy tried to fight him, but with mo prevail, so he did the next best thing which was pulling on the masters long hair.
"Ouch! Obi-Wan!"
The little boy just laughed and pulled harder. Qui-Gon was unable to hear the door open through his screams of pain and Obi-Wan's laughter.
"Umm Qui-Gon I'm here."
"Good, help me get this little sith off me!"
Mace Windu walked over and watched Obi-Wan pull on Qui-Gon's hair.
"That is the funniest thing I've ever seen! A big powerful jedi like you are too stupid to realize that initiates like to pull hair."
"This is not funny Mace! Help me!"
"Okay, okay." He said and pulled Obi off.
Qui-Gon stood up and rubbed his head.
"Thanks for your help."
"No problem Qui." Mace said and sat on the couch with the one year old who was curiously looking at his lightsaber.
"I don't think so little guy." Mace said and took his lightsaber of his hilt and put it on the table.
Qui-Gon sighed and walked toward the kitchen.
"Just watch him Mace, I'm going to check the food."
"Yeah okay." He said, not really paying attention and turning on the holovision.
Qui-Gon rolled his eyes and looked at Obi-Wan who was too interested in one of Qui-Gon's robes to get into any trouble. Or so he thought.
~TBC~