I don't hate Anakin. He is in fact my favorite character. So if I make it look like I hate him, I'm sorry. This story is based on Obi-Wan. It will meet up with other Star Wars Characters as well. Everything in this story belongs to George Lucas. Execpt Bacon. Wait.. I'm getting a call.. Hello? O.K. I'll tell them. It turns out that George Lucas now owns Bacon. JUST KIDDING!
Obi-Wan was tired. Tired of waking up every morning to the same routine. Tired of having to train a disobedient Padawan. But mostly, He was tired because he didn't get enough sleep last night. As Obi-Wan walked into the kitchen, he could faintly remember what happened last night. Something about chasing Anakin through the lower regions of Coruscant…The weird bar… a couple of drinks. It was all fuzzy. He decided to skip breakfast. Obi-Wan walked up to his Padawan's room. After the third time knocking, he finally used his own key to open the door. He found his Padawan slumped across the bed, snoring like a Bantha.
Obi-Wan sighed. "Anakin. Anakin wake up." He waited for a couple of minutes. "ANAKIN!"
Anakin was up in an instant. "What the- oh… Hi, Master." Anakin got up and bowed at his Master.
"Why do I have a feeling that you caused the major headache that I'm experiencing right now?"
"No idea, Master." The boy looked innocent enough, but he still had that funny feeling that something was up.
"I'm going to meditate. I expect you up and ready at 0800. Got it?" Obi-Wan said as he rubbed his head.
"Sure." Anakin started laying out his tunic and leggings. Obi-Wan walked out of the room and started for the Room of A Thousand Fountains.
After an hour of meditating, Obi-Wan felt like a new Jedi. He was totally relaxed and ready to face anything. Then he remembered his Padawan. Maybe another thirty minutes of meditating would do him some good.
As Obi-Wan walked back up to Anakin's room, he smelt something that he hadn't smelt in weeks. Bacon. He rushed into Anakin's room to see him frying a full pan of sizzling Bacon.
"Watch that Bacon sizzle!" Anakin chanted as he danced around the room. When he saw Obi-Wan, he nearly fainted. "Um… Hi, Master."
"Where did you get Bacon?" Obi-Wan asked as he stared at the Bacon. He was in absolute LOVE with Bacon.
"I asked the kitchen worker, Stephan, for a couple slices. He was nice enough to spare some."
"I'm going to have to confiscate this." Obi-Wan picked up the Bacon and ran into his room, despite Anakin's shouts of swear words. "Oh My Force, this Bacon in good."
After the tasty crime was done, Obi-Wan came out of his room, wiping the grease off his fingers. Anakin was waiting for him.
"What the Heck! That was MY BACON!"
Obi-Wan thought for awhile. Then he thought of his response. "Anakin. Jedi don't own possessions."