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| The Apartment Reunion; OGBA: Return to the Funny Farm | |
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| Deleted User | Nov 30 2008, 12:19 AM Post #11 |
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Anakin paused for a moment, indecisive. Should he give in, and be rewarded with food, or hold out and starve to death? He made the most reasonable choice he could think of: he put his jedi robes on over his cheese encrusted tee shirt, so that he could quickly take them off and look normal. Then, the devious ten year old strolled out to the kitchen, a grin on his face. “Can I have my crepes with raspberry preserves?” he asked, plopping his bum on a stool. He then got up, and began to hum random Disney songs, including his favorite, “Savages”. Anakin drummed on the counter top as he loudly belted out the song, his voice soaring up into eunuch-worthy falsetto as he sang Pocahontas’ part. “Savages, savages, uglier than Obi!” he caroled, hopping up and down. |
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| geoducky545 | Nov 30 2008, 12:36 AM Post #12 |
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Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. "Anakin..." he growled. "Your singing is intolerable." He finished with the crepes, and put them on a nice plate, dusting them with some powdered sugar before registering Anakin's request. He turned to look in the fridge. "Anakin, can't strawberry preserves do? We don't have any more raspberry preserves," he asked as he pushed the raspberry preserves to the very back of the fridge, behind the moldy cheese he had reminded himself several times to clean up. Without even waiting for Anakin's reply, he scooped some strawberry preserves onto the crepes, dished up the scrambled eggs, and handed the plate to Anakin, complete with fork and napkin. "One second, let me pour you a glass of orange juice..." he added, quickly fishing out the orange juice and handing the glass to his Padawan. |
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| Deleted User | Nov 30 2008, 12:56 AM Post #13 |
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“My singing is amazing. I practiced singing Disney songs for months in Sith Rehab, and my voice has improved very much! You’re jealous, since you can't sing to save your nonexistent soul,” Anakin replied, unruffled. Nevertheless, he shut up, if for no other reason than he worried that if he didn’t he would spend the entire day on the floor hogtied instead of running wild at DisneyWorld. “And I know we have raspberry preserves, unless you already ate them all… I ate some last night on white cheddar cheese crackers.” Anakin gulped down the orange juice like a camel would water in a desert. He really had a fondness for the stuff. It reminded him of the Tropicana commercials, which depicted a strw stabbing violently into an orange. That there could be violence in the world of fruits never failed to fascinate him. Watching those commercials was almost as good as watching a CSI marathon. |
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| geoducky545 | Nov 30 2008, 01:19 AM Post #14 |
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"Well, I ate them all already," Obi-Wan lied. "I can't believe we still eat them, after Yoda." Obi-Wan slapped his palm against his forehead. He dished himself some scrambled eggs and crepes as well as some orange juice before sitting by his Padawan. "Now, Anakin, can you please eat?" Obi-Wan asked politely. "We need to be heading out of here, it's almost 8:30. We need to start our first day in DisneyWorld. Maybe, to make our lives easier, we could check into one of the fancy-pantsy resorts that are in DisneyWorld. And get autograph books. I want to meet Donald Duck!" |
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| Deleted User | Nov 30 2008, 10:22 PM Post #15 |
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"Really? You ate them all? I hate you," Anakin said, pouting in a most childish manner. Of course, he was a child, but he normally did not stoop to the level of pouting... Only when he was feeling very self-pitying did he do that. "Fine, I'll eat," he grumbled, and began to hastily shovel food into his mouth, using his grubby little hands as much as his fork. After sniffing the orange juice for poison (one never knew when their master wanted them out of the way, after all) Anakin gulped it down like a man who had been stranded in the desert would gulp down water. Then he sat back and belched loudy, and did not excuse himself. He never did. To excuse oneself was to admit that belching was considered rude in polite society. "You should meet Dopey and Goofy. I'll take picture of you with them, and then we can come back to the apartment and try to figure out who is Obipumpkin and who is Dopey." Anakin grinned, finished with his breakfast. He hurriedly jumped from his seat, tripped over his robes, sprawled on the floor, and then leaped back up with a sharp cuss word flying from his mouth. |
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| geoducky545 | Nov 30 2008, 10:42 PM Post #16 |
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Obi-Wan, for the second time today, slapped his palm against his forehead. "Anakin... You are making the poorest excuse for a Jedi that the Order has ever seen! No, come on, and act civil or I will have to tie you down, and I will enjoy investigating DisneyWorld all by myself! No little bratty Padawan to deal with... It would be wonderful indeed." Obi-Wan scraped the remaining food into the compost bin before placing the dirty dishes into the dishwasher. He pondered doing Anakin's dishes (after all, it would be fun forcing his Padawan into cleaning up the "experiment") but he decided against it. After all, he would have to live with the atrocious smell. Done with the dishes, he wiped off the counter and turned off the lights. The apartment looking neat and tidy, Obi-Wan grabbed Anakin by the scruff and dragged him out of the apartment. Time to get to work. |
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| Deleted User | Dec 5 2008, 06:38 PM Post #17 |
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“You wouldn’t dare tie me down. I would call Child Protective Services for unlawful imprisonment of a minor, and you’d be locked in the pokey,” Anakin replied serenely. “Calling me ‘bratty’ is verbal abuse, as well. Try to avoid that in the future.” Anakin was still busy stuffing his face with food when Obi-Wan hauled him out of the apartment. His mouth was too full to protest, so he allowed himself to be dragged from the room. After all, of all placed to be abducted to, Disneyworld certainly had to be one of the best. Complaining would be a ridiculous waste of breath- after all, he wanted to ride the Matterhorn, Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, the Indy ride, the Dumbo ride, the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, and soooo many more… |
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| geoducky545 | Dec 10 2008, 11:55 AM Post #18 |
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After 20 minutes, Obi-Wan and Anakin were inside DisneyWorld. Of course, those passes from the Jedi temple had been quite useful. Sighing heavily, Obi-Wan looked around. "Now, Anakin, you said you wanted to ride the Matterhorn, but how about we go on Pirates first? It just seems like a good place to check out..." He hoped Anakin would agree, because Obi-Wan really wanted to go on the Pirates ride. |
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| Deleted User | Feb 23 2009, 11:30 PM Post #19 |
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Anakin, as usual, alternated between trailing a few metres behind Obi-Pumpkin and running many ahead. As his master walked along, attempting to appear ‘normal’, Anakin thought, the boy raced off to scare pigeons, pretend to be Prince Caspian, and did his best Davy Jones impression (in front of a large, heavily crowded bus, nonetheless). He soon became bored waiting in the line to enter the park. Making sure Obi-Wan was not looking, Anakin climbed up into a hedge, looking for a way to enter the park without having to pass through security. He was a little concerned that they might try to confiscate his lightsabre, in which case a fiasco would ensue. Luckily for Anakin, Obi-Wan was able to somehow able to sneak their weapons into the park. Although the fee certainly took its toll on their wallets (or so Anakin assumed it did; he couldn’t tell if his master had actually paid or not, and he had a feeling Obi-Wan still had a few free-entry passes on him), the security had not forced them to pay in pride and dignity points. Responding to Obi-Wan’s suggestion that they head to the Pirates ride, Anakin groaned. “Oookay... But that ride is lame-o! I want to ride something cooli-o! Like… The Indiana Jones ride! Or the Matterhorn! The Pirates ride is boring! We can go on it, but then can we go to the Indy ride or the Matterhorn? Pleeeeeease?” He attempted to make the best puppy-dog eyes he could, his chin quivering ever so slightly. |
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| geoducky545 | Feb 23 2009, 11:53 PM Post #20 |
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Security was pretty lousy here, if their lightsabers had gone through undetected. Or maybe the Jedi council had done negotiations. Or the security could be lousy. Obi-Wan opted for the latter. It seemed more realistic, somehow. He supposed that he could hope that the lightsaber was such advanced technology that nothing would have recognized it, but somehow he thought that he was just attempting to make the brainless security a wee bit smarter. Obi-Wan audibly groaned as his padawan ranted. "Yes, we'll go on the Matterhorn when we're done with the Pirates ride. And how do you know that it's lame, hmm? Have you ever been on it?" With a satisfied grin, he flashed the "free rides" pass at the operator, and with a nod they were both led to the ride. Obi-Wan could hardly contain his glee. This would be his first ride at DisneyWorld, during the year of a million dreams. Then again, it always was the year of a million dreams. |
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