A/N: Don't worry about the title, this is a fun one, promise! I made a fuzzy backstory too :))

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Backstory:

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Saturday, May 4th, 10:15 am

Knock, knock, knock!

"Obi-Wan!" Anakin called, rapping on the auburn-haired Master's door.

No answer.

"I know you're in there, Master! It's time to go to the pool!"

"I said don't want to go," came the muffled reply. "Besides, I have a-"

"Cut the Council Meeting crap, old man," Anakin mocked. "It's pool time. You aren't gonna leave your two precious Padawans hanging, now are you?"

He could literally see Obi-Wan's signature eye-roll. "Fine. Just because you managed to badger me into going this time absolutely does not mean it's happening again."

"Just you wait," Ahsoka grinned. Anakin smirked back.

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Ten minutes later, the disaster lineage arrived at the vast, luxurious swimming pool reserved for the Jedi. Decorated with multiple ground-to-ceiling windows, diving boards, water slides, and zip-lines, you could spend hours in here. They would fly past without you even noticing.

Anakin and Ahsoka ran as fast as their feet could take them to the change-rooms, the sound of merry laughter spilling out of the duo's mouths. Obi-Wan, on the other hand, took his time getting to the change rooms. He'd managed to avoid going swimming for so long...

At least they don't know I'm not the biggest fan of water. I'll never hear the end of it.

"Come on, Master Obi-Wan!" Ahsoka hooted in glee. "Let's go!"

"I haven't-"

"We're giving you a minute to change into your swimsuit before we break into your change room, Master," A new voice laughed.

Obi-Wan's eyes widened.

Ginny?

As he turned around, he came face-to-face with Ahsoka, one of her friends whose name was Jazzy, and his own Padawan. They all wore the same broad, identical smirk with their arms linked together.

You guys are becoming too much like Anakin than I can handle.

But he saw no choice. "Fine," he groaned. "I don't know if I-"

"You'll be back, soon you'll see!"

Why did I agree to let them coerce me into doing this?

There was no backing out of it now; it was time to associate with his mortal enemy: water.

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Minutes later, Obi-Wan felt his feet walking him towards his Padawans. Heck, he had too many of them, and they were all getting out of control.

My own feet have betrayed me.

Jazzy apparently felt his presence approach first. Or she simply hadn't paid any attention to his Force signature until then.

"Hey, Master Kenobi!" She waved at him. "Over here!"

Great.

As Obi-Wan approached, he heard snippets of their conversation, and it was going in a direction that he did not like.

"... what better way to get used to the water than jump off the edge?"

"Oh my Force! Instead of jumping off the edge of the pool, we should all leap off of the diving boards!"

"Oh! I know! The high diving board, not the low one. Then we'll have the high ground."

Oh, dear.

"Come Snips, come on guys," Anakin cheered. "Let's have some fun!" As he started to climb the ladder leading to the high diving board, a voice interrupted him.

"Wait, Master!" Ahsoka called. She beckoned him close, speaking into her ear.

Don't they have a Force bond they can speak through? Obi-Wan wondered. He had no idea what they had planned for him.

"... Master Kenobi... up first."

The Jedi Master suddenly regretted his decision to come.

The largest, most wicked grin he'd ever seen grew his former apprentice's face.

"Hey Master," Gin greeted him. He could tell she was testing the waters.

"Hello there," Obi-Wan answered cautiously. "What's going on?"

"We're going off the diving board, Master Kenobi," Jazzy continued. A small smile appearing on her face. He knew she never had been the scheming type, but couldn't help but participate.

"You're going first, Obi-Wan."

Before he could even protest, the ginger Master found himself right on the top of the highway diving board, the group snickering below him.

He grins sheepishly at them before turning to face the water below.

"C'mon Master! Jump!"

I don't want to. Maybe I can stall them. Stall them? Yes... what a perfect idea.

"I will! But I'm going to teach you all something first," he yelled down. "Have you ever heard of the mathematical term 'trigonometry'?"

Anakin glanced at Ahsoka, who glanced at Gin, who then caught Jazzy's eye. "Yes, why?"

"Well, there are many things in life that you could use trigonometry for!" Kenobi answered.

"Can you give us an example? Don't use the angle of inclination or depression. Just do your basic right-angled triangle."

Obi-Wan looked around, searching for an example to give them. "Well," he said finally, stroking his beard, "you can take a person standing on top of a diving board. Assuming they're about to jump-"

He did not get a chance to finish his answer. The Master felt his stomach drop into his feet; he was plummeting- and fast. The water was eager to swallow him whole! The clear liquid approached quicker, and quicker- and-

SPLAT.

He hit the water.

He was sinking, deeper and deeper by every passing second. He looked around desperately. Why did he agree to this? Using his limbs to propel himself upwards before he ran out of air, there was only one thing on his mind.

"ANAKIN! AHSOKA! JAZZY! GINVERA!" Obi-Wan screeched in irritation. So that's what they'd been planning.

Yet, try as he might, no attention was paid to the spluttering Jedi Master. Anakin, Ahsoka, Gin, and Jazzy were all too busy laughing to notice.

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Hey hey hey! How'd you like that?? :> It was so fun to write! Lolol, nobody paid any attention to Obi-Wan for once instead of the other way around 

THE QUARTER IS OVERRRR! I DON'T NEED TO ANY MORE STRESSING MATH STUFF UNTIL NEXT YEAR :))

This last quarter is easy; English (which I love) and PE. So yeah!

My phone's about to die, so I'm gonna end this off here. Enjoy the double update!!

- Jazzy