Barriss x Caleb one-shots

Krell part 1

This story will contain something like 4, 5, 6 or idk how many parts, it's gonna be quite long. I'll probably be working on it for ages cause I've just realised how much content there is to cover. But goooooooooooooooood readings. 

BTW, I'd advice watching SWTCW season 4, episodes 8-12 if I rmb correctly. Yeah I think so, so watch those before reading this.

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Let's get started, baby.

"Caleb Dume, a Jedi Padawan, you may yet be." Came the perceptive voice of Master Yoda.

"Yes!" He perked, only to be dispatched as he came into contact with the ominous presence of Pong Krell, who slowly stepped out of the dark shadows. Causing a peeved squeal to leave the Padawan.

"Could it be?" He thought.

"Assigned to a Master, you may be."

"Yes!" He repeated.

"Master Krell, your master will be."

"What?!" He screamed in agony, before a translucent blush dominated his entire face. His cheeks puffed up like a buoyant balloon.

"I will be your Master now. And I hope you learn your manners." He growled, the tall stature pervading his shadows. As the boy gulped perturbed, undoubtedly enraged by this hideous figure who he knew to be the worst teacher in the history of Jedi teachers.

"All right." He flounced.

"Learn your manners you little prat, or I promise you'll regret it."

Caleb looked around the council chambers. His eyes glued towards Master Billaba whom he had found fond of as she had always acted like a mother to him. In a way, they were almost inextricable. Why couldn't it have been Master Billaba?

"Let's go child." Caleb rolled his eyes, albeit discreetly. He hated the emphasizing of the words 'child', 'kid' or anything that made him vulnerable. Though nonetheless, frantically followed the Frankenstein.

"Master, may I use the bathroom please?"

"Silence!" He sneered, "When in my lessons you are to speak only when spoken to."

Pong continued, "And hide that conceit attitude of yours, or I'll leave you in tatters."

Despite the fact that Caleb's list of vocabularies was exceedingly limited, he managed to make sense of the rudimentary principals. Therefore, attaining hold of his hull.

"Now, lift this chair." He motioned, "And hurry up youngling!"

"All right." He muttered.

"I said lift this chair, I didn't say anything about letting you talk!"

Caleb was about to commence full rampage mode when Pong violently stared at him, the fundamental apprehension now extremely clear.

So, avoiding all else, Caleb hurriedly dashed towards the chair and brought it towards his new master.

"With the force Padawan! Idiot."

Caleb's fists tightened, fingers clenched and eyes darted, staring straight into his empty soul. Only to attain a similar expression if not slightly more irritating.

"I said. With – the – force!"

"That's it." He thought.

"You know Master, I'm really sick of you. Your attitude..."

"YOU DARE? I WILL..."

"Evening, Master Krell. Troubles with your Padawan, have you?"

"No, Master Yoda. We're doing just fine."

"Good that is. Speak with Padawan Dume may I?"

"Of course." Though just before Caleb began, Pong grasped his shoulders with an arm before whispering: "The next time you pull an act like that, (yadiyadiyada). And Padawan, don't you dare say anything bad about me."

As he let him go, Caleb instinctively dashed towards the grand master, in hopes of a change in decision.

"Checked to see your progress, I have. Growing powerful, are you?"

"Master Yoda, if I may. I really really really really really want to have Master Billba as my Master."

"Apologies Padawan, done that cannot be."

"T...Then what about Master Plo?"

"No."

"Master Fisto?"

"No."

"Master Unduli?"

"No."

"Wh...uhh. Master..." He sighed, "Master Windu?"

"No Padawan, arranged, that cannot be. Devoted yourself to Master Krell, you have. Change that, I cannot."

"Master please." He begged, "I'm scared of Master Krell."

"Padawan." He paused, "Face your fears, you must. A part of your journey, fear is. Live above what you fear, a Jedi must."

He sighed, "I'll try, Master."

"No. Try not, or do not. But try do not, only not try to do not. Though do not try to not do. Try not to do, you must not. So do, must you."                  Literally losing it right now 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

"Uhhhhhh. What?"

"Explain when you are older, I shall. Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm" He chuckled.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Oh force I just made myself crack. I was tryna keep the old adage but I just couldn't help myself. I remembered the lego sw thing (The Yoda Chronicles) I used to watch and somehow brought it into here. And it never stops getting at me. I remember just watching the scene over and over again for like an entire hour, being like this 🤣 the whole time. 

BTW, y'all see the bold, highlighted part? That's me being afraid to be sinned if you know what I mean. And...Do, do you guys know what I mean? No? Oh dank ferrik I'll keep trying.

In the words of my recently made friend:

Stay awesome my friends