Padawan...What Padawan?, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Anakin Skywalker, Padme Amidala, Rated G
Title: Padawan…What Padawan?
Author: darth_caedus
Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars
Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Padme Amidala, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Ahsoka Tano (mentioned only)
Rated: Rated G
Word Count: about 530
Disclaimers: I do not own or profit from these characters; this is fanfiction.
Summary: Anakin forgot to tell his wife about his new female padawan.
Padawan…What Padawan?
”Who?”
“Ahsoka…my padawan.”
“Since when do you have a padawan? You didn’t say anything about it in your last messages.”
“Well, there just wasn’t time…we’ve been so busy…”
“What was his name again?”
“Uh…Ahsoka Tano, but…”
Anakin startled as a familiar hand grasped his shoulder. He turned to see Obi-Wan smiling benignly at him.
“There you are, Anakin. I thought you’d gotten lost again.”
Obi-Wan turned his attention to Padme, reaching out to take her hand gently.
“Senator, it is good to see you again! I hope Anakin is not boring you with details of our most recent…uh…skirmishes.”
“I happen to like details, Master Kenobi.”
Obi-Wan’s smile froze and he looked quickly between Anakin and Padme.
“Obi-Wan…I was just…telling…the Senator…about Ahsoka.”
“Yes, I would like to hear all about…Ahsoka. Has he been your apprentice long, Anakin?”
Obi-Wan laughed and took a quick sip of the amber-colored liquid in the tall glass he held.
“I see Anakin is being his usual inscrutable self. Padawan Ahsoka is a female. A Togruta, in fact. She is already excellent with her lightsaber and in a pilot’s seat.”
“Ahsoka is…female?”
“Yes, a lovely young girl. She was involved in some…difficult…circumstances and Yoda assigned her to Anakin a few months ago.”
Padme was silent, her dark eyes on Obi-Wan’s face. Finally, she gave him a faint smile, which oddly enough, made Obi-Wan wish suddenly that he were somewhere else.
“I see.”
Anakin reached over and grabbed Obi-Wan’s glass, downing the rest of the liquid in a single gulp. Then he handed the glass back to Obi-Wan.
“Hmmm…were you thirsty, Anakin? Perhaps I should get us both another drink before we leave?”
“No, thank you, Master Obi-Wan. And…uh…I’ll find my own transportation back to the temple. I have some things to discuss with…someone.”
Obi-Wan looked at his younger friend’s morose face and decided he was better off not asking any questions. There was a strange undercurrent of something…something he wasn’t seeing that involved the other Jedi and the Senator. Well, Anakin was a grown man now, hopefully capable of sorting out his own problems.
“Very well, Anakin. I will see you in the morning. You’ll remember that we’re to meet with Master Windu before leaving?”
“I’ll remember.”
Obi-Wan turned to Padme.
“Always good to see you again.”
Padme nodded though her eyes remained riveted to the other man’s face. Obi-Wan turned and quickly disappeared out of sight in the crowd of people.
“Padme…”
“I can’t talk to you right now.”
“But what do you mean…I have to leave again tomorrow…we…”
He reached out to take her hand but she snatched it back, looking quickly around.
“People are watching, Anakin.”
“Padme…she’s my padawan…I…I didn’t even pick her…she…”
“I’ll meet you at the apartment in an hour, Anakin.”
Anakin looked at her face, her Senator face, inscrutable and closed to him.
“Alright.”
“Excuse me, I need to speak with other people before I leave.”
Anakin stood watching her slim, silk covered figure weave through the crowd. She would understand, she’d have to. He’d just forgotten to tell her about Ahsoka. It wasn’t as if he’d done something wrong. Padme was everything to him, surely she knew that. She was his wife.
Written for theclonewars and cross-posted to other Star Wars communities.
Author: darth_caedus
Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars
Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Padme Amidala, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Ahsoka Tano (mentioned only)
Rated: Rated G
Word Count: about 530
Disclaimers: I do not own or profit from these characters; this is fanfiction.
Summary: Anakin forgot to tell his wife about his new female padawan.
Padawan…What Padawan?
”Who?”
“Ahsoka…my padawan.”
“Since when do you have a padawan? You didn’t say anything about it in your last messages.”
“Well, there just wasn’t time…we’ve been so busy…”
“What was his name again?”
“Uh…Ahsoka Tano, but…”
Anakin startled as a familiar hand grasped his shoulder. He turned to see Obi-Wan smiling benignly at him.
“There you are, Anakin. I thought you’d gotten lost again.”
Obi-Wan turned his attention to Padme, reaching out to take her hand gently.
“Senator, it is good to see you again! I hope Anakin is not boring you with details of our most recent…uh…skirmishes.”
“I happen to like details, Master Kenobi.”
Obi-Wan’s smile froze and he looked quickly between Anakin and Padme.
“Obi-Wan…I was just…telling…the Senator…about Ahsoka.”
“Yes, I would like to hear all about…Ahsoka. Has he been your apprentice long, Anakin?”
Obi-Wan laughed and took a quick sip of the amber-colored liquid in the tall glass he held.
“I see Anakin is being his usual inscrutable self. Padawan Ahsoka is a female. A Togruta, in fact. She is already excellent with her lightsaber and in a pilot’s seat.”
“Ahsoka is…female?”
“Yes, a lovely young girl. She was involved in some…difficult…circumstances and Yoda assigned her to Anakin a few months ago.”
Padme was silent, her dark eyes on Obi-Wan’s face. Finally, she gave him a faint smile, which oddly enough, made Obi-Wan wish suddenly that he were somewhere else.
“I see.”
Anakin reached over and grabbed Obi-Wan’s glass, downing the rest of the liquid in a single gulp. Then he handed the glass back to Obi-Wan.
“Hmmm…were you thirsty, Anakin? Perhaps I should get us both another drink before we leave?”
“No, thank you, Master Obi-Wan. And…uh…I’ll find my own transportation back to the temple. I have some things to discuss with…someone.”
Obi-Wan looked at his younger friend’s morose face and decided he was better off not asking any questions. There was a strange undercurrent of something…something he wasn’t seeing that involved the other Jedi and the Senator. Well, Anakin was a grown man now, hopefully capable of sorting out his own problems.
“Very well, Anakin. I will see you in the morning. You’ll remember that we’re to meet with Master Windu before leaving?”
“I’ll remember.”
Obi-Wan turned to Padme.
“Always good to see you again.”
Padme nodded though her eyes remained riveted to the other man’s face. Obi-Wan turned and quickly disappeared out of sight in the crowd of people.
“Padme…”
“I can’t talk to you right now.”
“But what do you mean…I have to leave again tomorrow…we…”
He reached out to take her hand but she snatched it back, looking quickly around.
“People are watching, Anakin.”
“Padme…she’s my padawan…I…I didn’t even pick her…she…”
“I’ll meet you at the apartment in an hour, Anakin.”
Anakin looked at her face, her Senator face, inscrutable and closed to him.
“Alright.”
“Excuse me, I need to speak with other people before I leave.”
Anakin stood watching her slim, silk covered figure weave through the crowd. She would understand, she’d have to. He’d just forgotten to tell her about Ahsoka. It wasn’t as if he’d done something wrong. Padme was everything to him, surely she knew that. She was his wife.
Written for theclonewars and cross-posted to other Star Wars communities.