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Jaster couldn't stop staring at the bright eye ad'ika who was staring back. The small robe and braid on the side of the ginger hair ad'ika tell him this is a Jetti-ad. An adorable tiny Jetti-ad he has ever seen. It makes Jaster want to squeeze and pinch though Chubby cheeks. Jaster kneels in front of the Jetti-ad to ask.
" Are you alright?"
" I think so."
" You think so?"
" Yep." Smiling brightly at Jaster, Jaster felt like his heart was about to burst out of his chest. The Mandalorian silently cooed to himself as he place a hand on the Jetti-ad head.
" Why do you say that?" Getting a giggle as he ruffles their hair. Which in return made Jaster melt.
" Because the force says you're safe to be with until my master finds me." Jaster had to scoop the ad'ika. Realizing just how tiny the ad'ika is. His group couldn't help but stare at them. The Jetti-ad looked around as Jaster carried them to his group.
" Mind telling me your name?"
" Oh, I'm obi-wan Kenobi. A Jedi padawan." Saying it with pride, getting the others to come close. Everyone cood and some began secretly taking holo-pics of the Jetti-ad. Obi-wan let Jaster place him on his lap. Waving to everyone he sees.
" How long do you think your Buir will take?" Jaster asks, wanting to know why and how they could ever let this ad'ika be alone.
" Buir?" Giving him a head tilt, which made Jaster ruffle his hair once more. Pulling him closer to his chest.
" It means parent."
" Oh, I think he'll be here in an hour. Maybe even sooner."
" Okay, and why were you alone?" Obi-wan's smile fades, looking away. This reminds Jaster of his ad and how guilty he looks when he did something he shouldn't have.
" Obi-wan." He did his Buir voice on the Jetti-ad. Making Obi-wan squirm in his grasp, wanting to escape. Jaster held on firm, waiting for Obi-wan to stop struggling.
" What happened?"
" He told me to stay on the ship because the mission became too dangerous for me." Obi-wan stops, lending into Jaster chest. Eyes shine with tears.
" But?"
" But it can't be too dangerous. I'm a Padawan, I have to help.
" So you left the safety of the ship. To run in danger even though you Buir specifically said not to." Obi-wan sniffled, rubbing his eyes and nose. Jaster sighs, dragging his hand through the Jetti-ad hair as one of his men comes back with a blanket for Obi-wan. To ensure the Jetti-ad was comfortable.
" Then how did you find me?"
" The force told me to."
" Why that?"
" I don't know, but it was very persistent in finding you."
" And that's what we'll tell your Buir then." Obi-wan's eyes widened and smiles. Snuggling closer to Jaster, making everyone here coo and take holo-pics again. Well if Obi-wan said it'll take an hour. That will give Jaster plenty of time to teach him Mando.
***
Just what Obi-wan said, right on the hour mark. Some of his crew notice a figure coming towards them. A mask covers their face and a dark figure on their shoulders. Obi-wan perked up by Jaster. Turning to the directions of the person. Before jumping up and running towards them.
One of his men named Neva quickly snatched Obi-wan up. Jaster follows quickly to greet the man. The creature on the jetti-buir shoulder hiss and puff its fur. Making the jetti-buir scratches the creature ear before coming closer. Obi-wan is now pushing against Neva, wanting to go with his Jetti-buir.
" Neva, please place the ad'ika down." She nodded to his request. Placing Obi-wan back on the ground. Obi-wan happily ran up to his Buir, the Jetti-buir caught Obi-wan in his arms. Holding him close as he checks for any injuries.
" Thank the force you're safe."
" I'm sorry for leaving the ship."
" What, no no, I'm grateful that you left the ship." Jaster walked up to the pair, waiting until the Jetti-buir scoop up his ad'ika. Watching him cradle Obi-wan like a lifeline. The creature on his shoulder came closer to rub its head on the ad'ika.
" Why that, Jedi."
" Because if Obi-wan didn't, those pirates would have taken him." Everything went quiet, no one dared move a muscle. Different scenarios went through Jaster's head. Thinking about the many horrible things that could have happened. Before his mind and dwell on it, a stomach growl jolted everyone.
" Oh dear, hungry." Obi-wan nodded in his grasp. Jaster quickly times in.
" Then come with us, we have food for the ad'ika."
" Thank you."
***
Obi-wan was nodding off on his master lap. His master hasn't let him down, fearing he may lose him. Even though that is a silly thing. Obi-wan is not just going to disappear if he touches the ground. The young padawan had tried arguing that but his master gently shushed him and held him closer. Even cabur hasn't left his side either.
Obi-wan let out a big yawn before making himself more comfortable on his master lap. Lending on his master chest, while his master carefully wrapped a blanket around him.
Frisk couldn't help himself by dragging his finger through Obi-wan's hair. Getting a happy hum, which made the Mandalorians coo around him. Jaster Mereel looks like a second away from snatching his padawan. But the man somehow kept his composure.
“ Soo the pirate thought they could get the upper hand by stealing your padawan off the ship?”
“ Yes, stumber pricks.” Frisk mumbled.
Jaster hummed and dragged his hand through his hair. Frisk continues to gently scratch Obi-wan's scalp before finally taking his mask off. Jaster's eyes widened before quickly hiding his shock. Never in his life has he seen anyone with golden eyes before.
“ Welp, I should be getting this little hatchling back home. And start up that report I need to finish.” Before Frisk could get up Jaster quickly added.
“ It may be safer to let my men and I tag along. I don't think those Pirates would be happy that you stopped them.” Frisk eyed Jaster, his eyes seemingly began to glow before going back. Then the jetti-buir nodded to his suggestion.
“ I'll take you up that offer.”
“ Great, I would also like to speak with your order.” This made Frisk tilt his head, Jaster clear his throat and stood up.
“ My name is Jaster Mereel, well you already know that I just-... Sorry, um, (cough) I am the mandalor of the Haat Mando’ade. And I wish to make an alliance with your order.” This made Frisk perked up.
“ Oh I had heard of you.”
“ You have?”
“ Yes, your codex is interesting to read.”
“ You read my Codex!” Frisk smiled and nodded.
“ Some, most of the information is with the head librarian master Nu. She basically holds most knowledge of things.” Jaster felt like he could faint. He had heard that fearsome woman and prayed to the Manda that one day he could visit that place.
“ It settle then.” Jaster began ordering his Verde and they began to set things up. Before Frisk could ask to leave. Jaster gently guides the confused Jetti-buir to a room.
“ Don't worry my verde will take care of your ship.”
“ Um thanks.” Frisk said, taking a seat on the bed. Still holding onto his padawan. Jaster smiled and left, this is going to take a few days.
***
Obi-wan happily bounced on the heel of his foot with his master hand on his shoulder. Frisk explains what is happening which makes him excited because he gets to talk with the really cool Mandalorians. All of them have been very nice to him and his master.
They tell him stories about their cultures and all the cool hunts they do. Many feed him tasty treats he never had. Some even began reading some books they had on the ship.
His favorite has to be Jango, Jango plays with him and shows the young padawan how to clean a blaster. Under the watchful eye of his master. And Jango showed him how to hide a knife in his boot. Sometimes he catches Jango calling himself ori'vod to the others. Obi-wan doesn't know what that word means but it did make Jango very happy when he called him that too.
“ Excited are we.”
“ Yes!”
“ That's good, when we land, would you like to take Jango with you to explore?” Obi-wan eyes shine with glee
“ Yes please!” Obi-wan replies, even Jango looks happy to come. Frisk smiled and gently coaxed Obi-wan to run off with Jango following behind. While he guides the Mandalorians to the council room.
***
Obi-wan giggles filled the halls as Jango kept his grip on him. The young Mandalorian put the padawan on his shoulder. Saying it more fun like that, which is true. Obi-wan feels so much taller now.
It's been at least an hour on the tour of his home. Obi-wan showed Jango the library, then the eating area. Of course they stay there to eat some snacks before continuing the tour. Next was the training hall where Obi-wan taught Jango what he learned. Some other padawans had joined as well. Wanting to see how good the young Mandalorian is in fighting. Lastly was the gardens, to see the shock on Jango's face was priceless. They stay in the gardens for a while until Jango gets a message from Buir. Telling them to come back. This made Jango moan and gripe about before complying to the request.
Which is how Obi-wan is on his shoulder. Jango said this would be faster because Obi-wan legs are too small. This made Obi-wan pout, stating he'll grow tall, even taller than Jango. Jango replied in his dreams. But Obi-wan has a feeling he would be taller than Jango.
Jango stopped and finally placed Obi-wan back down. Taking the padawan hand and walking up to their Buirs.
“ How did the meeting go?” Jango asked, Jaster responded by ruffling Jango's hair. Getting a squeak out of the teen while Frisk happily scooped up his padawan.
“ The meeting went well, soon we'll have Master Dooku join us in mandalore.”
“ That's great.” Jango said as Obi-wan let out another fits of giggles. Frisk was nuzzling the padawan before placing a big kiss on Obi-wan's forehead.
“ Well, as it'll be sometime, would you two like to join me and my padawan for dinner. My grandmaster wanted to have dinner tonight.”
“ Are you sure we should be joining you?” Obi-wan gave a big smile and nod.
“ Yes, Master Yaddla would love for you to join!” Jaster glanced at his son, who looked excited to join. With a hum Jaster agreed to it. Wanting to also figure out if he could co-adopt Frisk Jetti-ad.