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A Hut In The Woods, Saturday Morning
Dec. 5th, 2015 01:03 pmObi-Wan woke up to a splitting headache, the overwhelming smell of wet fur, and no Maul.
He'd really thought they were over this stage in their relationship.
He'd also really thought that if My Apprentice ever got wet, she'd probably maul the entire planet.
"Wait," he muttered, sliding out of bed and finding himself confronted with a large quantity of Jedi beige, "That's not a cat." Beat. "Or any of my fucking hamsters."
The eopie made a distressed little noise at him through a small hole in the back of the wall.
"When the fuck did I go to Tatooine?"
This was not a morning for clean language. As was evidenced by the expletives he applied liberally when he found out there wasn't a single pair of Doc Martens in the shack.
[[ open, but also SP warning. Obi-Wan is Obi-Wan from Sith Academy, god help me. ]]
He'd really thought they were over this stage in their relationship.
He'd also really thought that if My Apprentice ever got wet, she'd probably maul the entire planet.
"Wait," he muttered, sliding out of bed and finding himself confronted with a large quantity of Jedi beige, "That's not a cat." Beat. "Or any of my fucking hamsters."
The eopie made a distressed little noise at him through a small hole in the back of the wall.
"When the fuck did I go to Tatooine?"
This was not a morning for clean language. As was evidenced by the expletives he applied liberally when he found out there wasn't a single pair of Doc Martens in the shack.
[[ open, but also SP warning. Obi-Wan is Obi-Wan from Sith Academy, god help me. ]]
