Oh! I had a terribly amusing thought about Visions I See. Considering Obi asked Yan about his ass, would he bring similar questions to Yoda? Yoda is literally a little troll, his responses to that would be hilarious. Or he'd go hit some shins of whoever got Obi-Wan thinking about then... hmm...
Yoda raised his ears slowly and steadily to stare at his knighted padawan even as the man grinned back at him.
The rest of the council was trying their best not to let onto their amusement even as quiet little snorts and giggles escaped people disguised as coughs as no one could quite believe what Obi-Wan had asked Yoda.
“Heard you correctly I must not have Obi-Wan, ask me again you should.” Yoda finally settled on.
Obi-Wan raised his brows at that and gave him a happy grin. “Of course master dear, I asked you if you thought I had a nice butt. Yan refused to answer and Qui-Gon just laughs when I do.” He waggled his eyebrows a bit and wiggled his mech fingers at his old master. “If you ask me, Qui-Gon’s avoiding answering it because he thinks its a gorgeous pert thing but doesn’t want to admit it since I’m your former padawan.” He winked.
Yoda slowly settled his hands on his cane at that even as there was another round of snorts and giggles hidden as coughs around the room.
And then the damn troll opened his mouth. “Pert your bottom is, so fuckable I guess it is. Go get some booty you should with it though hopefully protection you use or and STD you will return with.” He smiled wickedly at Obi-Wan.
A stunned silence entered the room.
Obi-Wan raised his hand, wiggled his finger while opening his mouth then sighed. “Right. Should have expected that.” He said wryly even as Yoda sniggered at him. “Damn it.”
“…We’re going to wipe that off the council records.” Mace offered in a dazed tone even as Adi rubbed her ears to try and clear out the sound of Yoda saying the word ‘fuckable’.
“You should, we don’t need to preserve Master’s crude mouth for prosperity though I’m sure your memoirs are full of them.” Obi-Wan settled on wryly.
That just gained them all a wicked little cackle before Yoda settled back into a serene smirk.
“Tell me you didn’t ask Yoda to evaluate your ass in front of the entire council right after you finished your debriefing. Tell me that rumor is untrue.” Yan practically begged him as he meet up with Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon and said Jedi master’s new padawan in the sparring hall.
“No such luck, its all true.” The younger linage brother said happily and winked to Anakin when the boy giggled at the outrageous thing Obi-Wan had done. “To be fair, he’s the one who called my ass fuckable.” He mused thoughtfully.
Qui-Gon hissed, covering his padawan’s ears with his large hands. “Little ears!”
“I’ve heard worse master!” Anakin chirped.
“Not helping Anakin, and Obi-Wan shouldn’t encourage such crudeness.” The large man said dryly.
Yan meanwhile just rubbed his temples slowly and steadily as Obi-Wan continued through his stretches, the redhead still trying to figure out how to function with his mech arm. “Force save me from my linage, you’re all out to make me go loony aren’t you?” He accused them dryly.
That just gained him a low snigger from Obi-Wan as he continued his slow kata stretches and Qui-Gon smirked at him before he continued showing Anakin another kata pose.