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eeeeeee, fortheyoung, Palps is seriously pissed off, and worse, from his point of view, is the public SYMPATHY for the Jedi!! Seeing as how the Jedi WILL call even the Chancellor to task if they think there is an issue, and hey, possible child abuse? Nobody can fault the crechemaster for holding someone up for public scrutiny, now can they? Time for some diversionary tactics? (snicker)

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Booted from office…

Because of a rumor of pedophilia
of all things. Seething in raw rage in his private apartment on his
couch with a glass of scotch, Sheev tried to calculated his next step
but removed from office was going to make everything so much harder
and with the rumor of pedophilia hanging over him… worse
be that nothing he had done to try and steam the rumor stopped it at
all, no diversion.

Not even the death
of that idiot Senator Jar Jar Binks got him any sympathy as a member
of his planet died.

Oh no,
it was all the talk about how suspicious it was that Sheev had tried
to get into contact with the Skywalker boy,
how right the Jedi were to limit the contact, speculation in if the
Jedi were alright and how they were doing in that grand temple of
theirs…

Snarling
as he threw his glass at the wall, Sheev’s
mind spun in a million ways.

It was all that
stupid babysitting Jedi’s fault!

Eyes lighting up in
yellow, Sheev plotted his revenge, a sinister smile curling around
his lips as he turned his eyes to the Jedi temple. “You love your
children so much little Jedi?” He sneered. “We’ll see how
much.”

()()()

Frowning as he looked around creche,
Obi-Wan felt a cold chill down his back.

He felt…

Wary.

Almost as i- “Master Obi-Wan?” The
man in question quickly refocused himself, giving Anakin a smile as
the teen looked up at him with a small frown on his face. “Are you
alright?” He questioned, wrapping his hand around Obi-Wan’s
wrist.

“Yes, yes of course. I just had an
odd sensation running through me, that’s all. I’m sure its
nothing.” He assured his student before dislodging Anakin’s grasp
on his wrist with a careful wave. “Would you please take the
Hawkbat clan to their swimming instruction? I am needed with the
toddlers today unfortunately and can’t leave.”

Grimacing a bit, Anakin nodded. “They
got that rash running in the temple, don’t they?”

Nodding, Obi-Wan ruffled the blond
hair. “Yes and I know that I won’t get it as I’ve had it
before, so everyone who is immune are required to stay with them.”
He winked. “Now shoo.”

Rolling
his eyes but nodding with a small smile, Anakin went
to gather the Hawkbat clan, laughing as he caught a rodian around the
waist before she could flee as Anakin shepherded them to go get their
swim wears.

Obi-Wan kept his
smile going until Anakin had gone, his face falling into a sever
frown instantly.

He was a creche
master but that didn’t mean he didn’t have the skills of Jedi
knights and masters. And the Force…

If he didn’t know
better, he’d say that the Force just went black for a few seconds.

Rubbing his chin
slowly, Obi-Wan mused over the cause of it.

It could be just a
Force sensitive in distress and anger but… it felt…

Cold.

And pointed.

Like whoever was
reaching into the Force at that moment was targeting the Jedi temple
on purpose and it left Obi-Wan uneasy as he moved to enter the room
where all the toddlers were kept until they were old enough to be
sorted into clans and start learning and have classes.

Picking up a little
cerean from his crib, Obi-Wan eased his own mood for their sake as
the bright lights of little babes in distress reached him instead,
cooing softly at the boy in his arms. “Its going to be alright
little one, I’m here.” He murmured with tender love.

eeeeeee, fortheyoung, Palps is seriously pissed off, and worse, from his point of view, is the public SYMPATHY for the Jedi!! Seeing as how the Jedi WILL call even the Chancellor to task if they think there is an issue, and hey, possible child abuse? Nobody can fault the crechemaster for holding someone up for public scrutiny, now can they? Time for some diversionary tactics? (snicker)

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Booted from office…

Because of a rumor of pedophilia
of all things. Seething in raw rage in his private apartment on his
couch with a glass of scotch, Sheev tried to calculated his next step
but removed from office was going to make everything so much harder
and with the rumor of pedophilia hanging over him… worse
be that nothing he had done to try and steam the rumor stopped it at
all, no diversion.

Not even the death
of that idiot Senator Jar Jar Binks got him any sympathy as a member
of his planet died.

Oh no,
it was all the talk about how suspicious it was that Sheev had tried
to get into contact with the Skywalker boy,
how right the Jedi were to limit the contact, speculation in if the
Jedi were alright and how they were doing in that grand temple of
theirs…

Snarling
as he threw his glass at the wall, Sheev’s
mind spun in a million ways.

It was all that
stupid babysitting Jedi’s fault!

Eyes lighting up in
yellow, Sheev plotted his revenge, a sinister smile curling around
his lips as he turned his eyes to the Jedi temple. “You love your
children so much little Jedi?” He sneered. “We’ll see how
much.”

()()()

Frowning as he looked around creche,
Obi-Wan felt a cold chill down his back.

He felt…

Wary.

Almost as i- “Master Obi-Wan?” The
man in question quickly refocused himself, giving Anakin a smile as
the teen looked up at him with a small frown on his face. “Are you
alright?” He questioned, wrapping his hand around Obi-Wan’s
wrist.

“Yes, yes of course. I just had an
odd sensation running through me, that’s all. I’m sure its
nothing.” He assured his student before dislodging Anakin’s grasp
on his wrist with a careful wave. “Would you please take the
Hawkbat clan to their swimming instruction? I am needed with the
toddlers today unfortunately and can’t leave.”

Grimacing a bit, Anakin nodded. “They
got that rash running in the temple, don’t they?”

Nodding, Obi-Wan ruffled the blond
hair. “Yes and I know that I won’t get it as I’ve had it
before, so everyone who is immune are required to stay with them.”
He winked. “Now shoo.”

Rolling
his eyes but nodding with a small smile, Anakin went
to gather the Hawkbat clan, laughing as he caught a rodian around the
waist before she could flee as Anakin shepherded them to go get their
swim wears.

Obi-Wan kept his
smile going until Anakin had gone, his face falling into a sever
frown instantly.

He was a creche
master but that didn’t mean he didn’t have the skills of Jedi
knights and masters. And the Force…

If he didn’t know
better, he’d say that the Force just went black for a few seconds.

Rubbing his chin
slowly, Obi-Wan mused over the cause of it.

It could be just a
Force sensitive in distress and anger but… it felt…

Cold.

And pointed.

Like whoever was
reaching into the Force at that moment was targeting the Jedi temple
on purpose and it left Obi-Wan uneasy as he moved to enter the room
where all the toddlers were kept until they were old enough to be
sorted into clans and start learning and have classes.

Picking up a little
cerean from his crib, Obi-Wan eased his own mood for their sake as
the bright lights of little babes in distress reached him instead,
cooing softly at the boy in his arms. “Its going to be alright
little one, I’m here.” He murmured with tender love.

mmm Moddy? SpaceHipi au, did Krell have any other padawans go «missing»? Is the Council investigating this question? Just how evil was the *^^&%%$ ? And how big IS the bounty on his ugly head?

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Peering
at the bounty for a long moment, Qui-Gon raised his eyebrows. “Your
former master’s bounty is rather high now.” He announced to his
fiancee, breaking the redhead out of his attempted meditation with
Anakin as the two had tried to train together.

“It
is?” Obi-Wan questioned, pushing himself off his knees and to his
feet to move himself to the others side to peer over Qui-Gon’s
shoulder at the terminal. His brows too went high when he saw the
besalisk offered bounty. “150,000? That’s a lot for only one
man.” He muttered in surprise.

“Considering
the target is listed as a former Jedi of skill and his listed crimes,
its not exactly a surprise love.” Qui-Gon sat back in his chair,
smiling when Obi-Wan slid his arms around his shoulders and nuzzled
at his temple. Resting a hand on the others wrist, Qui-Gon rubbed his
palm with his thumb. “The danger level honestly makes it a low pay
compared to many but a skilled bounty hunter would be more than happy
to take this bounty to add it to their tally because of the level of
skills it shows for further hiring and to up their infamy to
potential clients and further bounties.” He added.

“How
do you have access to the bounty hunter pages?” Anakin blinked,
peering around the adults at the terminal too.

Chuckling,
Qui-Gon reached out to ruffle the kids hair with a smirk. “Kiddo,
before I was muscle for hire and protection, I worked other jobs.
First time I meet your mother when she was still a knight, I was
still a bounty hunter actually.” He confessed.

“Huh,
guess that makes sense.” Anakin said, blinking a bit.

Sniggering
softly at that, Obi-Wan nuzzled his nose into the others neck, taking
in the scent before pressing a tender kiss to the skin and feeling
the others whiskers rub against his cheek as Anakin and Qui-Gon
peered at the terminal.

A
thought however occurred to Obi-Wan and he lifted his head to peer at
their young friend with a small frown. “Anakin, I have a question
that I wonder if you know the question about.” He said.

“I
might. Though if its about Force visions you’re better of asking
mom.” He grinned up at Obi-Wan.

Shifting
a bit and tightening his arms around Qui-Gon’s shoulders, Obi-Wan
asked his question. “Did Pong Krell have any other padawans?”

Anakin,
who had been bouncing on his heels, went utterly still as he stared
up at Obi-Wan.

“Anakin…
did that man sell anyone else?” Obi-Wan questioned more urgently,
the idea twisting his stomach as he hoped to First Light that the
answer would be negative.

Rubbing
the back of his neck, the Jedi padawan opened his mouth then closed
it and shrugged. “I don’t know. I honestly don’t know much
about the guy at all and until he was mentioned in connection with
you, I had never heard of him.” Anakin admitted. “I
can ask mom of course but… when someone loses a padawan, its a
tragedy, when a master loses two… there’s an investigation.” He
looked at the two.

Qui-Gon
sat up and turned to Anakin, dislodging his lovers arms. “Oh?”
The man questioned in interest.

Nodding,
Anakin tugged on his braid a bit. “Its standard because if you lose
one padawan, that can be dismissed as bad luck, as bad intel but if
you lose two… there’s questions about your training method. How
you train them, what you teach them and what you focus on. And how
you treat them in terms of their level of self defense and your
willingness to protect them.” He explained. “Masters and Knights
are guardians as much as teachers of their padawans, they’re
responsible for them.”

Rubbing
his his fingers over his beard, Qui-Gon rumbled in understanding. “I
see, so when there’s a pattern emerging, the council looks for
answers for why?” Qui-Gon blinked when Anakin shook his head.

“You’re
partly right in that its a council but not the high council, that’s
our primary ruling body that deal with all aspect of the Order. No
the Council of Reassignment
deal
with the Jedi service corps and all the branches. Its their job to
investigate though some of the high councilors also sit on the
Reassignment council.” Anakin shrugged a bit, smiling at them.

Nibbling
on his bottom lip, Obi-Wan slowly nodded. “I think I understand,
its in their job description honestly, dealing with the Jedi service
corps. I imagine they look into all cases of abuse or accusations in
the Order compared to the Jedi High council who deal with more high
priority debates.” He muttered while rubbing his chin.

Anakin
nodded before reaching out and taking Obi-Wan by the hand. “And I
know you both wanna talk about this more but we really should get
back to meditating before mom comes back or she’s gonna have both
of our butts.” He grimaced.  

Laughing,
Obi-Wan allowed the blond to lead him back to the floor mats, feeling
Qui-Gon’s eyes lingering on him. “Alright, alright Anakin.” He
conceded, smiling softly as the sun shone in their window with a soft
light.

mmm Moddy? SpaceHipi au, did Krell have any other padawans go «missing»? Is the Council investigating this question? Just how evil was the *^^&%%$ ? And how big IS the bounty on his ugly head?

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Peering
at the bounty for a long moment, Qui-Gon raised his eyebrows. “Your
former master’s bounty is rather high now.” He announced to his
fiancee, breaking the redhead out of his attempted meditation with
Anakin as the two had tried to train together.

“It
is?” Obi-Wan questioned, pushing himself off his knees and to his
feet to move himself to the others side to peer over Qui-Gon’s
shoulder at the terminal. His brows too went high when he saw the
besalisk offered bounty. “150,000? That’s a lot for only one
man.” He muttered in surprise.

“Considering
the target is listed as a former Jedi of skill and his listed crimes,
its not exactly a surprise love.” Qui-Gon sat back in his chair,
smiling when Obi-Wan slid his arms around his shoulders and nuzzled
at his temple. Resting a hand on the others wrist, Qui-Gon rubbed his
palm with his thumb. “The danger level honestly makes it a low pay
compared to many but a skilled bounty hunter would be more than happy
to take this bounty to add it to their tally because of the level of
skills it shows for further hiring and to up their infamy to
potential clients and further bounties.” He added.

“How
do you have access to the bounty hunter pages?” Anakin blinked,
peering around the adults at the terminal too.

Chuckling,
Qui-Gon reached out to ruffle the kids hair with a smirk. “Kiddo,
before I was muscle for hire and protection, I worked other jobs.
First time I meet your mother when she was still a knight, I was
still a bounty hunter actually.” He confessed.

“Huh,
guess that makes sense.” Anakin said, blinking a bit.

Sniggering
softly at that, Obi-Wan nuzzled his nose into the others neck, taking
in the scent before pressing a tender kiss to the skin and feeling
the others whiskers rub against his cheek as Anakin and Qui-Gon
peered at the terminal.

A
thought however occurred to Obi-Wan and he lifted his head to peer at
their young friend with a small frown. “Anakin, I have a question
that I wonder if you know the question about.” He said.

“I
might. Though if its about Force visions you’re better of asking
mom.” He grinned up at Obi-Wan.

Shifting
a bit and tightening his arms around Qui-Gon’s shoulders, Obi-Wan
asked his question. “Did Pong Krell have any other padawans?”

Anakin,
who had been bouncing on his heels, went utterly still as he stared
up at Obi-Wan.

“Anakin…
did that man sell anyone else?” Obi-Wan questioned more urgently,
the idea twisting his stomach as he hoped to First Light that the
answer would be negative.

Rubbing
the back of his neck, the Jedi padawan opened his mouth then closed
it and shrugged. “I don’t know. I honestly don’t know much
about the guy at all and until he was mentioned in connection with
you, I had never heard of him.” Anakin admitted. “I
can ask mom of course but… when someone loses a padawan, its a
tragedy, when a master loses two… there’s an investigation.” He
looked at the two.

Qui-Gon
sat up and turned to Anakin, dislodging his lovers arms. “Oh?”
The man questioned in interest.

Nodding,
Anakin tugged on his braid a bit. “Its standard because if you lose
one padawan, that can be dismissed as bad luck, as bad intel but if
you lose two… there’s questions about your training method. How
you train them, what you teach them and what you focus on. And how
you treat them in terms of their level of self defense and your
willingness to protect them.” He explained. “Masters and Knights
are guardians as much as teachers of their padawans, they’re
responsible for them.”

Rubbing
his his fingers over his beard, Qui-Gon rumbled in understanding. “I
see, so when there’s a pattern emerging, the council looks for
answers for why?” Qui-Gon blinked when Anakin shook his head.

“You’re
partly right in that its a council but not the high council, that’s
our primary ruling body that deal with all aspect of the Order. No
the Council of Reassignment
deal
with the Jedi service corps and all the branches. Its their job to
investigate though some of the high councilors also sit on the
Reassignment council.” Anakin shrugged a bit, smiling at them.

Nibbling
on his bottom lip, Obi-Wan slowly nodded. “I think I understand,
its in their job description honestly, dealing with the Jedi service
corps. I imagine they look into all cases of abuse or accusations in
the Order compared to the Jedi High council who deal with more high
priority debates.” He muttered while rubbing his chin.

Anakin
nodded before reaching out and taking Obi-Wan by the hand. “And I
know you both wanna talk about this more but we really should get
back to meditating before mom comes back or she’s gonna have both
of our butts.” He grimaced.  

Laughing,
Obi-Wan allowed the blond to lead him back to the floor mats, feeling
Qui-Gon’s eyes lingering on him. “Alright, alright Anakin.” He
conceded, smiling softly as the sun shone in their window with a soft
light.

Good Morning Moddy!! I had an amusing thought for the WolfyRubs au… what happens when Hondo finds out his favourite Jedi are now soooo much more interesting? «Monsters? I have GOT to have them on my crew!!» Maybe interesting ‘gifts’ start showing up? And then his mother starts helping? BWA!

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Rolling his eyes in amusement, Obi-Wan raised his brows at the pirate
who was waggling his brows at him and Anakin.

Finding Hondo on a space station they had opted to stop at to restock
supplies before they continued on wards was unexpected but
considering how far out from the cores they were, maybe not exactly
surprising.

Still, they had been hoping to have their food in peace in the
somewhat dim cantina with less people than the others around and a
low music running.

“Just think about it Master Kenobi! You could be a vampire Jedi
pirate!” The weequy said in excitement, spreading his arms wide
before looking to Anakin, whose eyebrows were threatening to leave
his forehead. “And you Skywalker! Werewolf pirate Jedi! Imagine it!
We could be the sweep of the galaxy and gather in prizes all over!”
He beamed charmingly, visibly excited.

Opening his mouth then closing it, Anakin shook his head and looked
to Obi-Wan who slid closer to his mate and rested his hand on
Anakin’s shoulder with a warm smile. “The offer is as usual
flattering Captain, very flattering but I will once again have to
decline as my place is with the Order.” He chuckled.

Shaking himself, Anakin gave a firm nod. “Yes, with the Order.”
He growled faintly before grunting in happiness when Obi-Wan gave his
ear a little rub, some of the canine behavior leeching over into his
human part.

“Ah but keep the offer in mind at least if you look for greener
pastures!” Hondo beamed at them before glancing around and then
winking. “Now excuse me, I see a familiar face and I think I might
be able to get a bit lucky tonight.” He chuckled as he got up,
sauntering off to the counter of the cantina.

“…Next time, we stay on board to eat.” Anakin said dryly even
as he wrapped his arm tightly around his mate’s waist, nuzzling
lightly at Obi-Wan’s hair. “I really don’t need him hassling us
or providing us with unsolicited details of his sex life.” He
muttered dryly.

Laughing faintly, Obi-Wan picked up Anakin’s fork and feed the
werewolf some from his plate, smiling faintly as the other quickly
wrapped his lips around the fork to get the meat and fried grains.
“Oh come now Anakin, it wasn’t that bad considering he neither
tried to torture us or sell us, a few unwanted details aren’t bad
compared to that.” He teased a bit, smiling more as Anakin gave a
loud grumble while chewing.

Personally he had ordered tea and a much smaller plate of seaweed
noodles since he required less normal food after the mutation that
turned him into his vampire self. But Obi-Wan still enjoyed eating as
it was a small enjoyment to have texture and flavors and blood was…

Well Obi-Wan wouldn’t call it unpleasant, not with the mutations of
his body but it certainly wasn’t a flavor experience he recommended
either.

Handing the fork back to Anakin, he picked up his own to twirl some
of the noodles around it and eat, enjoying the delicious sauce that
also came with it.

It was amazing what some small cantina’s could do with their
resources and Obi-Wan gave a satisfied hum even as Anakin shifted a
bit closer somehow on the bench though how considering they were
sitting side by side with their thighs and knees touching, Obi-Wan
wasn’t sure.

Trust Anakin to somehow find a way to get closer heh.

“Hey Obi-Wan?” The blond mused, causing Obi-Wan to turn his head
as he was picking up his cup.

“Hmm?” The Jedi master raised a brow then went cross eyed when
Anakin poked him on the nose with a wide grin.

“Boop.” He said cheerfully.

Blinking a bit in surprise, Obi-Wan stared at the other before
laughing quietly and pressing a soft kiss to the others cheek, amused
despite himself. “Anakin.”

Unrepentant and amused, Anakin just winked before returning to his
food with his wide grin still on his face as the crowd and the music
of the cantina washed over them.

Good Morning Moddy!! I had an amusing thought for the WolfyRubs au… what happens when Hondo finds out his favourite Jedi are now soooo much more interesting? «Monsters? I have GOT to have them on my crew!!» Maybe interesting ‘gifts’ start showing up? And then his mother starts helping? BWA!

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Rolling his eyes in amusement, Obi-Wan raised his brows at the pirate
who was waggling his brows at him and Anakin.

Finding Hondo on a space station they had opted to stop at to restock
supplies before they continued on wards was unexpected but
considering how far out from the cores they were, maybe not exactly
surprising.

Still, they had been hoping to have their food in peace in the
somewhat dim cantina with less people than the others around and a
low music running.

“Just think about it Master Kenobi! You could be a vampire Jedi
pirate!” The weequy said in excitement, spreading his arms wide
before looking to Anakin, whose eyebrows were threatening to leave
his forehead. “And you Skywalker! Werewolf pirate Jedi! Imagine it!
We could be the sweep of the galaxy and gather in prizes all over!”
He beamed charmingly, visibly excited.

Opening his mouth then closing it, Anakin shook his head and looked
to Obi-Wan who slid closer to his mate and rested his hand on
Anakin’s shoulder with a warm smile. “The offer is as usual
flattering Captain, very flattering but I will once again have to
decline as my place is with the Order.” He chuckled.

Shaking himself, Anakin gave a firm nod. “Yes, with the Order.”
He growled faintly before grunting in happiness when Obi-Wan gave his
ear a little rub, some of the canine behavior leeching over into his
human part.

“Ah but keep the offer in mind at least if you look for greener
pastures!” Hondo beamed at them before glancing around and then
winking. “Now excuse me, I see a familiar face and I think I might
be able to get a bit lucky tonight.” He chuckled as he got up,
sauntering off to the counter of the cantina.

“…Next time, we stay on board to eat.” Anakin said dryly even
as he wrapped his arm tightly around his mate’s waist, nuzzling
lightly at Obi-Wan’s hair. “I really don’t need him hassling us
or providing us with unsolicited details of his sex life.” He
muttered dryly.

Laughing faintly, Obi-Wan picked up Anakin’s fork and feed the
werewolf some from his plate, smiling faintly as the other quickly
wrapped his lips around the fork to get the meat and fried grains.
“Oh come now Anakin, it wasn’t that bad considering he neither
tried to torture us or sell us, a few unwanted details aren’t bad
compared to that.” He teased a bit, smiling more as Anakin gave a
loud grumble while chewing.

Personally he had ordered tea and a much smaller plate of seaweed
noodles since he required less normal food after the mutation that
turned him into his vampire self. But Obi-Wan still enjoyed eating as
it was a small enjoyment to have texture and flavors and blood was…

Well Obi-Wan wouldn’t call it unpleasant, not with the mutations of
his body but it certainly wasn’t a flavor experience he recommended
either.

Handing the fork back to Anakin, he picked up his own to twirl some
of the noodles around it and eat, enjoying the delicious sauce that
also came with it.

It was amazing what some small cantina’s could do with their
resources and Obi-Wan gave a satisfied hum even as Anakin shifted a
bit closer somehow on the bench though how considering they were
sitting side by side with their thighs and knees touching, Obi-Wan
wasn’t sure.

Trust Anakin to somehow find a way to get closer heh.

“Hey Obi-Wan?” The blond mused, causing Obi-Wan to turn his head
as he was picking up his cup.

“Hmm?” The Jedi master raised a brow then went cross eyed when
Anakin poked him on the nose with a wide grin.

“Boop.” He said cheerfully.

Blinking a bit in surprise, Obi-Wan stared at the other before
laughing quietly and pressing a soft kiss to the others cheek, amused
despite himself. “Anakin.”

Unrepentant and amused, Anakin just winked before returning to his
food with his wide grin still on his face as the crowd and the music
of the cantina washed over them.

Oh, that was NASTY! More please OwO TheSandTrap au, ObiWan withdrawn and hiding in his own mind, everybody wondering what on Coruscant Maul DID to him, Anakin basically fretting… and beautiful black orchids showing up mysteriously in ObiWan,s room on a regular basis? Maul is checking on his ‘lover’, and waiting for Obi to be well enough to ‘go again’? MWAHAHA

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The first time black orchids had shown up in Obi-Wan’s room, Anakin
hadn’t really bothered to even look at them, sitting beside his
boyfriend with a magazine in his lap as he waited for the other to
wake up.

The second time he took them out and threw them in the trash after
Obi-Wan had a panic attack after spotting them the first time,
screaming in fear not unlike an animal as he twisted away and tore
out lines and wires.

The third time Anakin took them out on the parking lot and burned
them with gasoline from his car before grinding the ashes under his
work boots.

Because there was no fucking away he’d let Maul continue leaving
‘presents’ for Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan who was mostly none responsive, Obi-Wan who wouldn’t be
able to leave the hospital for months until his body healed. Obi-Wan
who was just-

“You should fin someone else.” Anakin jerked to at the soft
voice, looking up from his magazine to find Obi-Wan looking right at
him. “Its not safe to be around me and I’m damaged.” He
whispered to the blond.

Staring at the other for a long moment Anakin dropped the magazine to
the floor in a flutter and sat down on the bed instead, gingerly
reaching in to wrap his arms around the other without tugging on any
wires Obi-Wan was hooked up to or press on any healing injuries. “You
come with baggage but so do I. I don’t fucking care Obi-Wan, I like
you for who you are, I like you for the person you are and no fucking
psychopath is going to scare me away.” Anakin murmured into his
neck.

There was a few breathless moments before Obi-Wan’s arms came up
tightly around Anakin in turn, squeezing as tightly as his strong
arms could as he buried his face in Anakin’s neck.

Obi-Wan didn’t sob loudly.

His tears were utterly silent but they shook his entire body as
Anakin held him, rubbing his spine slowly with one hand.

“I’m here Obi-Wan, I’m not going anywhere, I’m not leaving
you alone.” The mechanic whispered quietly, nuzzling the greasy
strands of Obi-Wan’s hair.

()()()

Wheeling Obi-Wan up the ramp he’d made, Anakin smiled slightly.
“Mom said she’d be home right before dinner and that we should
just eat if we get hungry. She also told me that there’s a box of
the cookies you like so much in the pantry that she baked just for
you.” He said cheerfully.

Obi-Wan laughed faintly, nodding slowly.

Anakin, because of his former carrier, also had a secure house and it
was less likely for Maul to track him down there, so Obi-Wan had
reluctantly accepted the offer to live with his boyfriend for a while
after his former coworkers had convinced him it was best to get out
of his apartment for a while as Cody and Rex along with a few others
packed everything down to move Obi-Wan to a safer area.

They had packed clothes and his laptop which they had handed to
Anakin to bring to Obi-Wan.

The mechanic had made the apartment wheelchair accessible in
preparation and soon enough everything was ready for Obi-Wan.

“I’d like cookies… and some tea.” Obi-Wan smiled back
bleakly.

Leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of the others head,
Anakin fished out his keys to unlock the door. “Of course. Tea and
cookies for us.” He promised quietly.

Oh, that was NASTY! More please OwO TheSandTrap au, ObiWan withdrawn and hiding in his own mind, everybody wondering what on Coruscant Maul DID to him, Anakin basically fretting… and beautiful black orchids showing up mysteriously in ObiWan,s room on a regular basis? Maul is checking on his ‘lover’, and waiting for Obi to be well enough to ‘go again’? MWAHAHA

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The first time black orchids had shown up in Obi-Wan’s room, Anakin
hadn’t really bothered to even look at them, sitting beside his
boyfriend with a magazine in his lap as he waited for the other to
wake up.

The second time he took them out and threw them in the trash after
Obi-Wan had a panic attack after spotting them the first time,
screaming in fear not unlike an animal as he twisted away and tore
out lines and wires.

The third time Anakin took them out on the parking lot and burned
them with gasoline from his car before grinding the ashes under his
work boots.

Because there was no fucking away he’d let Maul continue leaving
‘presents’ for Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan who was mostly none responsive, Obi-Wan who wouldn’t be
able to leave the hospital for months until his body healed. Obi-Wan
who was just-

“You should fin someone else.” Anakin jerked to at the soft
voice, looking up from his magazine to find Obi-Wan looking right at
him. “Its not safe to be around me and I’m damaged.” He
whispered to the blond.

Staring at the other for a long moment Anakin dropped the magazine to
the floor in a flutter and sat down on the bed instead, gingerly
reaching in to wrap his arms around the other without tugging on any
wires Obi-Wan was hooked up to or press on any healing injuries. “You
come with baggage but so do I. I don’t fucking care Obi-Wan, I like
you for who you are, I like you for the person you are and no fucking
psychopath is going to scare me away.” Anakin murmured into his
neck.

There was a few breathless moments before Obi-Wan’s arms came up
tightly around Anakin in turn, squeezing as tightly as his strong
arms could as he buried his face in Anakin’s neck.

Obi-Wan didn’t sob loudly.

His tears were utterly silent but they shook his entire body as
Anakin held him, rubbing his spine slowly with one hand.

“I’m here Obi-Wan, I’m not going anywhere, I’m not leaving
you alone.” The mechanic whispered quietly, nuzzling the greasy
strands of Obi-Wan’s hair.

()()()

Wheeling Obi-Wan up the ramp he’d made, Anakin smiled slightly.
“Mom said she’d be home right before dinner and that we should
just eat if we get hungry. She also told me that there’s a box of
the cookies you like so much in the pantry that she baked just for
you.” He said cheerfully.

Obi-Wan laughed faintly, nodding slowly.

Anakin, because of his former carrier, also had a secure house and it
was less likely for Maul to track him down there, so Obi-Wan had
reluctantly accepted the offer to live with his boyfriend for a while
after his former coworkers had convinced him it was best to get out
of his apartment for a while as Cody and Rex along with a few others
packed everything down to move Obi-Wan to a safer area.

They had packed clothes and his laptop which they had handed to
Anakin to bring to Obi-Wan.

The mechanic had made the apartment wheelchair accessible in
preparation and soon enough everything was ready for Obi-Wan.

“I’d like cookies… and some tea.” Obi-Wan smiled back
bleakly.

Leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of the others head,
Anakin fished out his keys to unlock the door. “Of course. Tea and
cookies for us.” He promised quietly.

EEK. FreeForMe, Vader gets the ‘Palpatine certain Padme dead’ and ‘Padme had to be fed energy by ObiWan to survive’, adds one and one, and gets «Palpatine set Anakin up and tried to kill Padme». Combines that with the slaver chips in the clones and NOPES right out. Bye bye Palps, aw honey, don’t you want to be Empress Amidala?? (grin, just a thought)

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He was going to
kill him.

Anakin was going to
outright murder him at first chance.

Slaughter him in
his own chair as the man was mid cackle. Yes that sounded good to him
and he grinned at himself in the canopy of his ship as he let the
autopilot go through the release procedures.

Then Anakin forced
himself to take a deep breath and let go of the thought.

He couldn’t, not
yet at least regardless how much he wished to but oh how he wanted.

He wanted to
torture the fucker to death and make him scream.

Because Sidious had
planned to murder Padme, it was his fault she had almost died. Anakin
hadn’t wanted to follow the impulse of that thought at first but
had then forced himself to examine him. Palpatine had been so sure
she was dead, so certain but Obi-Wan had confirmed that he had feed
Anakin’s wife energy which was why Padme had survived.

So yes, Palpatine
had almost killed both Anakin’s wife and his twins.

‘She is unhappy
with me… but if I made her empress… its to late to dismantle the
system now with all Palpatine has done but if I made her empress she
could do what she thinks is right and just… get it all okay again.
She’d be on Coruscant, with the twins, I could win her back.’
Anakin mused.

And then he slowly
turned his eyes towards the Imperial palace, a blood thirsty grin
appearing on his face as he did.

All Anakin would
need to do was arrange a little ‘accident’ for Palpatine and his
cronies. An exploding ship was all that was needed on a little…
‘trip’ with Palpatine leaving the seat of power to Padme Amidala
as his ‘heir’ because she and he had always been so ‘close’.

Whoever said that
Anakin Skywalker could not be taught to be devious and who cared if
anyone suspected the truth?

Anakin would do
anything to get his dreams now that he knew both his wife and his
kids were alive.

‘And maybe…’
A traitorously tiny voice whispered below it all. ‘Maybe you could
get your brother back too?’

Anakin blinked a
bit, taking the control of his ship as he was released and flew off.

Maybe he could get
Obi-Wan back too…

()()()

Watching Cody and
Waxer with a small smile, Obi-Wan leaned against the doorway as Waxer
babbled happily at his dad with his little chubby hands on Cody’s
wrinkle lined face as Cody nodded seriously ever so often or cooed in
return as a response as he rubbed his baby boy’s back with one
large hand compared to little Waxer who had come so early into life.

It was an endearing
picture that Obi-Wan never wanted to lose.

And he wouldn’t
because he had floated a holocam over to his hands from a shelf
without disturbing the two on the couch to take a proper holopicture
for his collection of pictures.

This one would be
the first of Cody and Waxer only though and it was making Obi-Wan
just go gooey all over even as Waxer let out a bone cracking little
yawn that stilled his babbles.

His little baby
stuffed a hand in his mouth and settled his head down on Cody’s
chest, nuzzling into the warm tunic covered chest while sucking on
his hand as Cody stilled his rubs to just watch for a few seconds.

Than he started to
rumble and hum a quiet song with Waxer blinking his eyes sleepily.

Obi-Wan knew there
was much to mourn but Force above, in this moment he was just utterly
grateful to be alive and with Cody again.

EEK. FreeForMe, Vader gets the ‘Palpatine certain Padme dead’ and ‘Padme had to be fed energy by ObiWan to survive’, adds one and one, and gets «Palpatine set Anakin up and tried to kill Padme». Combines that with the slaver chips in the clones and NOPES right out. Bye bye Palps, aw honey, don’t you want to be Empress Amidala?? (grin, just a thought)

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He was going to
kill him.

Anakin was going to
outright murder him at first chance.

Slaughter him in
his own chair as the man was mid cackle. Yes that sounded good to him
and he grinned at himself in the canopy of his ship as he let the
autopilot go through the release procedures.

Then Anakin forced
himself to take a deep breath and let go of the thought.

He couldn’t, not
yet at least regardless how much he wished to but oh how he wanted.

He wanted to
torture the fucker to death and make him scream.

Because Sidious had
planned to murder Padme, it was his fault she had almost died. Anakin
hadn’t wanted to follow the impulse of that thought at first but
had then forced himself to examine him. Palpatine had been so sure
she was dead, so certain but Obi-Wan had confirmed that he had feed
Anakin’s wife energy which was why Padme had survived.

So yes, Palpatine
had almost killed both Anakin’s wife and his twins.

‘She is unhappy
with me… but if I made her empress… its to late to dismantle the
system now with all Palpatine has done but if I made her empress she
could do what she thinks is right and just… get it all okay again.
She’d be on Coruscant, with the twins, I could win her back.’
Anakin mused.

And then he slowly
turned his eyes towards the Imperial palace, a blood thirsty grin
appearing on his face as he did.

All Anakin would
need to do was arrange a little ‘accident’ for Palpatine and his
cronies. An exploding ship was all that was needed on a little…
‘trip’ with Palpatine leaving the seat of power to Padme Amidala
as his ‘heir’ because she and he had always been so ‘close’.

Whoever said that
Anakin Skywalker could not be taught to be devious and who cared if
anyone suspected the truth?

Anakin would do
anything to get his dreams now that he knew both his wife and his
kids were alive.

‘And maybe…’
A traitorously tiny voice whispered below it all. ‘Maybe you could
get your brother back too?’

Anakin blinked a
bit, taking the control of his ship as he was released and flew off.

Maybe he could get
Obi-Wan back too…

()()()

Watching Cody and
Waxer with a small smile, Obi-Wan leaned against the doorway as Waxer
babbled happily at his dad with his little chubby hands on Cody’s
wrinkle lined face as Cody nodded seriously ever so often or cooed in
return as a response as he rubbed his baby boy’s back with one
large hand compared to little Waxer who had come so early into life.

It was an endearing
picture that Obi-Wan never wanted to lose.

And he wouldn’t
because he had floated a holocam over to his hands from a shelf
without disturbing the two on the couch to take a proper holopicture
for his collection of pictures.

This one would be
the first of Cody and Waxer only though and it was making Obi-Wan
just go gooey all over even as Waxer let out a bone cracking little
yawn that stilled his babbles.

His little baby
stuffed a hand in his mouth and settled his head down on Cody’s
chest, nuzzling into the warm tunic covered chest while sucking on
his hand as Cody stilled his rubs to just watch for a few seconds.

Than he started to
rumble and hum a quiet song with Waxer blinking his eyes sleepily.

Obi-Wan knew there
was much to mourn but Force above, in this moment he was just utterly
grateful to be alive and with Cody again.