Qui-Gon turned to his left, and began walking down the tunnel before him. He had only been walking for a little while when he noticed the walls and floor seemed to be covered in some kind of condensation. Qui-Gon continued, walking carefully over the uneven, wet ground.
Despite his caution, the Jedi slipped, and fell heavily to the ground. His head hitting the rock was the last thing he knew for several moments.
When he regained awareness, he looked around his surroundings carefully. Reaching up, he felt the back of his head, searching for any knots or tender places. He wondered how long he had been on the floor, and stood carefully. With a quick twist, he turned off the water in the shower and climbed out.
He shook his head, vaguely recalling the sensation of walking through a . . . cave? Grabbing a towel, he wrapped it around his waist before leaving the bathroom.
Using another towel to dry his hair, he walked into the bedroom. He saw a familiar lump on his bed, and smiled.
He walked across the bedroom, and sat on the edge of the bed. His partner had never been a morning person, and he laughed at the grumbled complaint that met his lifting the covers.
The other man continued to grouse, before looking up with sleepy eyes. "Good morning, Bert."
The tall, yellow figure nodded. "I had the strangest dream last night, Ern."
"Yeah? Was it about me?" The shorter, orange man grinned.
Bert punched him playfully on the arm. "You were there, but not." He paused, trying to remember. "You know that movie we went to see with Kermit a while back?"
Ernie nodded. "Star Wars? Yoda's new flick?"
"Yeah. I had this dream . . . Only I was the older Jedi, and you were Obi-Wan."
All traces of sleep gone from his face, Ernie laughed. "Well, at least you got one thing right. I'm the good looking one."
"Wouldn't you like to think so," Bert remarked sarcastically.
"Actually, what I remember most about that movie was the party we had afterwards." A bright grin lit up Ernie's face, before he grimaced. "Kermit and Yoda doing a duet of 'It's Not Easy Being Green' was a little hard on the ears, though."
"Yoda can't carry a tune in a bucket," Bert agreed. "But at least he only tries when he's loaded. What's Piggy's excuse?"
Ernie shrugged. "I don't know. Then again, I don't know what Kerm sees in her anyway."
"You and me both, buddy. You and me both."
Bert stood, and waited for Ernie to follow him. "Time to get up. Face the day."
"Ah, Bert. Do we have to? We could just stay here."
Bert shook his head, but his straight-laced sensibility was battling with his desire to hide for a little while.
Stay in bed.
Face the day.