What happens next in Nothisfault? Does the Chancellor finally gets what he had coming? Is he unmasked?
Peering at the
large pink flower stuck in his face, Obi-Wan blinked to get rid of
the crossing of his eyes because that had made him dizzy and instead
he focused above the flower on Ahsoka instead with a bemused
expression appearing on his face. “What in Force name Ahsoka are
you doing?” He asked in amused confusion as she beamed down at him.
“I got you a
gift!” She said with some delight, wiggling in place.
“And you choose
to give it to me in the garden while I was meditating instead of
waiting until I came to our quarters?” Obi-Wan laughed softly,
amused by the teens enthusiasm.
She shrugged,
beaming back at him as he continued to laugh as Ahsoka had obviously
gotten what she wanted. “Well I figured you would want to see it
but honestly yeah, pretty much.” She flopped down on her ass in
front of him, settling her feet on the grass with her knees up and
her elbows on her knees while holding out the brown terracotta pot
towards him with the same smile on her face.
Smiling wryly,
Obi-Wan examined the plant with interest.
Its stem was almost
branch like in outlook, brown until the top where the flower and
leaves were, the leaves curving into oblong spheres and rather thick
with circular veins and a wax like outside. But it was the flower of
it that was the most beautiful.
It was a bout the
size of his hand, deep pink with yellow lines on the inside of each
with five petals that curved around almost in a circle but with
points like a star.
It almost reminded
him about…
His eyes widened.
It reminded him of
the Stewjon dream flower.
Staring at it for a
long moment, Obi-Wan finally focused on Ahsoka, catching her face of
anticipation. “Ahsoka, where did you get this?” He questioned
softly as he realized it was a dream flower.
She smiled shyly.
“I asked master Plo. He and Master Ti helped me get it… I got the
right one? Right?” She asked more nervously.
Taking the pot from
her carefully and sniffing the delicate smell, Obi-Wan gave her a
shaken smile and nodded. “You did, this is a Stewjon dream flower,”
He whispered, running a fingertip along one beautiful pink flower.
“They will become most fragrant at night where their smell sooth
the dreams of those around them. Its nectar is often used to induce
pleasant dreams when distilled but those who can get them just keep
them in their bedroom windows because smell alone will drive away
many a bad dreams.” He felt his throat clog up.
Ahsoka was beaming
at him once more.
Unable to resist,
Obi-Wan carefully set the plant aside and drew the other into a tight
hug. “I don’t know how in galaxy’s name you got your hand on
one of these but thank you Ahsoka.” He whispered into her
hair.
Strong arms came up
around him in return and Ahsoka made a delighted noise as she was
pulled into Obi-Wan’s lap.
It made Obi-Wan
realize how big she was getting, she was bound to be both taller and
bigger than him at this pace and he smiled at the thought, pressing
his face into the side of her monteral as they sat together.
While they sat
there, Obi-Wan caught sight of Anakin leaning against a tree, content
in watching the two of them with his own smile that grew when he
noticed Obi-Wan watching him. He gave a little wave that had Obi-Wan
smiling as he felt Ahsoka slowly draw on his back with her fingertips
as she enjoyed being cuddled, not asking to be released.
Who cared about the
news Mace had delivered to him, who cared that Obi-Wan would soon
have to meet in court because they were ready to confront Palpatine?
When he had both
Ahsoka and Anakin so close, looking over him along with their
troopers and the rest of the temple when they could, how could
Obi-Wan feel anything other than hopeful.
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