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Oh, I love tiny clones! Could Obi-wan get a kiss from Cody before Cody gets big again? Or they find a way to use the shrinking ray to shrink Cody from time to time?

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The shrink ray has a seventy two hour
limit.

Three days.

But that’s good, it means the clones
can go back to normal on their own and Anakin is fascinated with the
tech and what it could mean for Obi-Wan’s future. They’ve already
established that it can’t enlarge Obi-Wan, there’s a warning
through the Force when they prodded at the idea.

Obi-Wan gets the sensation that such an
attempt may kill him honestly, his body is to used to being small,
his organs will not handle being enlarged.

But perhaps for the future he can be
big?

Perhaps.

But he has three days to spend with
Cody and the others. Three days of interacting with people his own
size and three days of curling into a warm body and learning how a
hand on his shoulder feels or fingers in his hair.

Three days of feeling Cody against his
side when he wakes up.

Most of the 212 sleep in the same bed
in the Jedi temple at the moment, just to ensure that they are well
cared for, Rex staying with them but Cody sleeps in Obi-Wan’s
little bed in his and Anakin’s shared quarters.

Its comfortable and Cody never pushes
him for more then to hold him tight.

Its…

Its more then Obi-Wan could hope for.
It makes him want things, things he never wanted before. It makes him
think that dating Cody might a good idea. That this could be
something he could do and Anakin’s already stealthily told him that
the shrinking tech could be used for the future…

And then quickly added for shrinking
down things like comms for Obi-Wan temporarily while winking.

“You know, not that I’m suggesting
anything, but I could make a replica.” Anakin offered while cooking
breakfast, Obi-Wan sitting on the counter to watch what he made and
Cody on the kitchen table watching the Jedi.

“A replica?”

“Yes, of the shrink ray. No one would
need to know…” He let that hang even as he turned the flatcakes
carefully.

“I don’t know Anakin…its advanced
tech, it shouldn’t be played around with.” Obi-Wan hesitated,
tempted to just agree.

“I wouldn’t mind being an
occasional guinea pig.” Cody offered as loudly as he could from the
table.

“And hear me out Obi-Wan, we could
shrink down other things for you. Tech that needs to be checked and
updated regularly but shrunken down for your size. You can’t tell
me that you don’t want a wrist comm.” Anakin pointed out.

“I…guess.” Obi-Wan frowned before
sighing and nodding. “But please Anakin, ask for permission. Use me
as the reason for it if necessary.”

“You’re much to selfless Obi-Wan,
one day its going to get you in trouble.” Anakin put the pancake on
a plate and put it on the table for Obi-Wan and Cody, helping Obi-Wan
over to the table. “What do you two want on it?”

“Blueberry syrup would be nice.”
Cody looked at Obi-Wan.

“Yes! Sugar!” Obi-Wan beamed then
cleared his throat. “What I mean is that blueberry syrup is nice.”

“You know that means soypro and
vegetables for lunch and dinner.” Anakin chuckled before adding the
syrup.

“I know, I know, I know my diet
better then you Anakin.”

“Hey, I’m not getting yelled at
like Dooku was.” The knight grinned and turned back to the stove.

With Anakin’s back to them, Obi-Wan
leaned in and pecked Cody on the lips. “When you’re back to
normal, we’re going on that date you offered.” He whispered.

Cody stared at him, eyes wide before
beaming and trapping the other in a tight hug, nodding. “Y-Yes…yes
of course.”

Oh, I love tiny clones! Could Obi-wan get a kiss from Cody before Cody gets big again? Or they find a way to use the shrinking ray to shrink Cody from time to time?

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The shrink ray has a seventy two hour
limit.

Three days.

But that’s good, it means the clones
can go back to normal on their own and Anakin is fascinated with the
tech and what it could mean for Obi-Wan’s future. They’ve already
established that it can’t enlarge Obi-Wan, there’s a warning
through the Force when they prodded at the idea.

Obi-Wan gets the sensation that such an
attempt may kill him honestly, his body is to used to being small,
his organs will not handle being enlarged.

But perhaps for the future he can be
big?

Perhaps.

But he has three days to spend with
Cody and the others. Three days of interacting with people his own
size and three days of curling into a warm body and learning how a
hand on his shoulder feels or fingers in his hair.

Three days of feeling Cody against his
side when he wakes up.

Most of the 212 sleep in the same bed
in the Jedi temple at the moment, just to ensure that they are well
cared for, Rex staying with them but Cody sleeps in Obi-Wan’s
little bed in his and Anakin’s shared quarters.

Its comfortable and Cody never pushes
him for more then to hold him tight.

Its…

Its more then Obi-Wan could hope for.
It makes him want things, things he never wanted before. It makes him
think that dating Cody might a good idea. That this could be
something he could do and Anakin’s already stealthily told him that
the shrinking tech could be used for the future…

And then quickly added for shrinking
down things like comms for Obi-Wan temporarily while winking.

“You know, not that I’m suggesting
anything, but I could make a replica.” Anakin offered while cooking
breakfast, Obi-Wan sitting on the counter to watch what he made and
Cody on the kitchen table watching the Jedi.

“A replica?”

“Yes, of the shrink ray. No one would
need to know…” He let that hang even as he turned the flatcakes
carefully.

“I don’t know Anakin…its advanced
tech, it shouldn’t be played around with.” Obi-Wan hesitated,
tempted to just agree.

“I wouldn’t mind being an
occasional guinea pig.” Cody offered as loudly as he could from the
table.

“And hear me out Obi-Wan, we could
shrink down other things for you. Tech that needs to be checked and
updated regularly but shrunken down for your size. You can’t tell
me that you don’t want a wrist comm.” Anakin pointed out.

“I…guess.” Obi-Wan frowned before
sighing and nodding. “But please Anakin, ask for permission. Use me
as the reason for it if necessary.”

“You’re much to selfless Obi-Wan,
one day its going to get you in trouble.” Anakin put the pancake on
a plate and put it on the table for Obi-Wan and Cody, helping Obi-Wan
over to the table. “What do you two want on it?”

“Blueberry syrup would be nice.”
Cody looked at Obi-Wan.

“Yes! Sugar!” Obi-Wan beamed then
cleared his throat. “What I mean is that blueberry syrup is nice.”

“You know that means soypro and
vegetables for lunch and dinner.” Anakin chuckled before adding the
syrup.

“I know, I know, I know my diet
better then you Anakin.”

“Hey, I’m not getting yelled at
like Dooku was.” The knight grinned and turned back to the stove.

With Anakin’s back to them, Obi-Wan
leaned in and pecked Cody on the lips. “When you’re back to
normal, we’re going on that date you offered.” He whispered.

Cody stared at him, eyes wide before
beaming and trapping the other in a tight hug, nodding. “Y-Yes…yes
of course.”

could you write some tiny clones? maybe in the tiny obiwan au where the clones get hit with a temporary tiny-fying spell and see obiwan in a new light

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“EVERYONE DOWN!”

The shout echoed the room but barely anyone had time to react before
a shockwave of energy burst through the room from the machine
experimental machine the CIS had been working on. Obi-Wan managed to
hide in an open drawer.

Though he would NEVER admit that to Anakin, the other would have a
field day.

He popped out once the wave was over and looked around quickly.
“Commander Cody!? Longshot!? Report!” He snapped, glancing about
worridly when he could feel them but not see them.

“Down here General!”

Obi-Wan blinked and looked down over the edge of the desk, staring in
surprise when he saw them. The team of 212 were his size!?

Obi-Wan quickly jumped down and stood in front of them, staring
before giving a breathless, shocked laugh. “Well, this
is…unexpected. Were they working on a shrink ray?” He reached out
and touched Cody’s shoulder before laughing again. “Oh my…”

“Um, General?”

“I’m sorry, its just…I’ve never seen anyone even close to my
size…” He smiled at them before frowning and looking around. “Oh
Force, we’ll need to contact the others and have them collect us.”

Cody knew he should be contacting Rex or anyone really but all he
could do was stare at Obi-Wan, being the same size as him
was…different.

“I’m taller then you.” He couldn’t help but offer and Obi-Wan
blinked before chuckling and shaking his head, reaching for Cody’s
arm and typing into it.

“Hmm, if this ray functions, then it could be incredibly useful for
me at least…shrink down gear like comm units.” He mused.
“Anakin?”

“Com-Obi-Wan? Is that you?” Came the other Jedi’s surprised
voice over the comm.

“Yes. There has been an incident. Cody and the rest of my team has
been shrunken down to my size, I’m not sure how permanent it is but
we require aid.”

“…Are you telling me there’s a bunch of tiny clones with you?”

“Tiny for you. A bit taller then me actually.”

“We’re on our way Obi-Wan.” Anakin sounded almost gleeful and
Cody could hear Rex sniggering in the background but none of that
mattered!

He hoped he could remain this size forever because Obi-Wan was right
there in front of him, the harsh light of the lab in his hair but
looking just as gorgeous as when he rode on Cody’s shoulder.

“Now, does anyone here have a rope?” The General looked around
and Cody forced himself out of staring to look at the rest of his
men.

“No sir, why do you need rope sir?”

“Well, none of you can Force jump. It will be easier for the others
to see us if we were on one of the desks. I could jump you one by one
up.” The Jedi mused before shrugging. “Yes, I think that will
have to do.”

With that he grabbed a hold of Cody and lifted him, armor and all,
bridal style. In one bounce, he landed on the desk and set Cody down
before repeating the pattern until everyone was on the desk. He
promptly flopped down on his ass and smirked at their surprised
faces.

“What, didn’t know I could do that?”

“No sir.” Cody sat down beside him. “We can’t exactly be
light, even now.”

“Technically speaking, when Force boosted, I can lift you in your
full size. But only as high as I am. Its only useful if I’m
dragging someone onto a ship.” Obi-Wan chuckled. “I’d advice
against eating anything for now.” He quickly offered when Boil
tried to go for one of his ration bars. “If the ray is temporary,
there’s no telling what kind of effect it would give when you grew
big again if you ate it now.”

“…That’s a depressing idea.” Boil gave his ration bar a
suspicious look and sighed deeply. “I guess food will have to
wait.”

“Don’t worry to much.” Obi-Wan chuckled and made a surprised
noise when Cody wrapped his arm around his waist, blinking down at it
before looking at the clone commander with wide eyes.

“Are you alright sir?”

“Ye-Yes I just…so that’s how an arm around the waist fits.”
He glanced back down at it, marveling at the sensation.

Things others took for granted were things Obi-Wan had never
experienced and Cody shifted closer to offer comfort. “If you get
uncomfortable, please tell me and I’ll move away.”

“No, no, this is nice. I like this.” Obi-Wan settled his head on
the others shoulder, watching the others. “Its strange being able
to look someone in the face instead of always looking up.”

They learned what he meant when the others arrived, Ahsoka cooing at
them while taking pictures and Rex almost bursting at the seams as he
watched the 212 having been shrunken down.

“Well Obi-Wan, they’re in luck, this seems to be temporary.”
Anakin offered from where he had sliced into the computers. “I
don’t know about fixing the shrinking ray but I can pull the
information and bring it back to the temple, perhaps we can build
something for you.” He smiled a bit and Obi-Wan chuckled quietly.

“Build something for me…

“You know what I meant.” Anakin hummed. “How is the 212 holding
up?”

“Good but its very disorienting. The General has my respect for
managing life with everything so…big around him.” Cody offered
and Waxer and Longshot agreed loudly with him.

“Alright.” Rex clapped his hands together and turned to his men.
“Everyone pick up a vod and be careful with him. Anyone drops them
answers to me.” He turned back to Cody and offered his hands to him
and Obi-Wan. “Want to hitch a ride with me General?”

“Sure. Anakin is still busy and Ahsoka seems busy cooing over Boil
and Waxer.” Obi-Wan chuckled, stepping into one of Rex hands and
using the thumb for support so he wouldn’t fall. Cody quickly did
the same in the other hand as Rex lifted them to his shoulders.

Cody struggled a bit to get a good grip before he finally figured it
out and noticed several vods having the same issue. Only Obi-Wan got
instantly comfortable. ‘So this is how the world looks from his
view…’ He glanced over at the Jedi and smiled at him.

This was the world from Obi-Wan’s perspective and Cody swore to
keep it in mind when he was big again.

Especially if Obi-Wan agreed to try dating him.

could you write some tiny clones? maybe in the tiny obiwan au where the clones get hit with a temporary tiny-fying spell and see obiwan in a new light

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“EVERYONE DOWN!”

The shout echoed the room but barely anyone had time to react before
a shockwave of energy burst through the room from the machine
experimental machine the CIS had been working on. Obi-Wan managed to
hide in an open drawer.

Though he would NEVER admit that to Anakin, the other would have a
field day.

He popped out once the wave was over and looked around quickly.
“Commander Cody!? Longshot!? Report!” He snapped, glancing about
worridly when he could feel them but not see them.

“Down here General!”

Obi-Wan blinked and looked down over the edge of the desk, staring in
surprise when he saw them. The team of 212 were his size!?

Obi-Wan quickly jumped down and stood in front of them, staring
before giving a breathless, shocked laugh. “Well, this
is…unexpected. Were they working on a shrink ray?” He reached out
and touched Cody’s shoulder before laughing again. “Oh my…”

“Um, General?”

“I’m sorry, its just…I’ve never seen anyone even close to my
size…” He smiled at them before frowning and looking around. “Oh
Force, we’ll need to contact the others and have them collect us.”

Cody knew he should be contacting Rex or anyone really but all he
could do was stare at Obi-Wan, being the same size as him
was…different.

“I’m taller then you.” He couldn’t help but offer and Obi-Wan
blinked before chuckling and shaking his head, reaching for Cody’s
arm and typing into it.

“Hmm, if this ray functions, then it could be incredibly useful for
me at least…shrink down gear like comm units.” He mused.
“Anakin?”

“Com-Obi-Wan? Is that you?” Came the other Jedi’s surprised
voice over the comm.

“Yes. There has been an incident. Cody and the rest of my team has
been shrunken down to my size, I’m not sure how permanent it is but
we require aid.”

“…Are you telling me there’s a bunch of tiny clones with you?”

“Tiny for you. A bit taller then me actually.”

“We’re on our way Obi-Wan.” Anakin sounded almost gleeful and
Cody could hear Rex sniggering in the background but none of that
mattered!

He hoped he could remain this size forever because Obi-Wan was right
there in front of him, the harsh light of the lab in his hair but
looking just as gorgeous as when he rode on Cody’s shoulder.

“Now, does anyone here have a rope?” The General looked around
and Cody forced himself out of staring to look at the rest of his
men.

“No sir, why do you need rope sir?”

“Well, none of you can Force jump. It will be easier for the others
to see us if we were on one of the desks. I could jump you one by one
up.” The Jedi mused before shrugging. “Yes, I think that will
have to do.”

With that he grabbed a hold of Cody and lifted him, armor and all,
bridal style. In one bounce, he landed on the desk and set Cody down
before repeating the pattern until everyone was on the desk. He
promptly flopped down on his ass and smirked at their surprised
faces.

“What, didn’t know I could do that?”

“No sir.” Cody sat down beside him. “We can’t exactly be
light, even now.”

“Technically speaking, when Force boosted, I can lift you in your
full size. But only as high as I am. Its only useful if I’m
dragging someone onto a ship.” Obi-Wan chuckled. “I’d advice
against eating anything for now.” He quickly offered when Boil
tried to go for one of his ration bars. “If the ray is temporary,
there’s no telling what kind of effect it would give when you grew
big again if you ate it now.”

“…That’s a depressing idea.” Boil gave his ration bar a
suspicious look and sighed deeply. “I guess food will have to
wait.”

“Don’t worry to much.” Obi-Wan chuckled and made a surprised
noise when Cody wrapped his arm around his waist, blinking down at it
before looking at the clone commander with wide eyes.

“Are you alright sir?”

“Ye-Yes I just…so that’s how an arm around the waist fits.”
He glanced back down at it, marveling at the sensation.

Things others took for granted were things Obi-Wan had never
experienced and Cody shifted closer to offer comfort. “If you get
uncomfortable, please tell me and I’ll move away.”

“No, no, this is nice. I like this.” Obi-Wan settled his head on
the others shoulder, watching the others. “Its strange being able
to look someone in the face instead of always looking up.”

They learned what he meant when the others arrived, Ahsoka cooing at
them while taking pictures and Rex almost bursting at the seams as he
watched the 212 having been shrunken down.

“Well Obi-Wan, they’re in luck, this seems to be temporary.”
Anakin offered from where he had sliced into the computers. “I
don’t know about fixing the shrinking ray but I can pull the
information and bring it back to the temple, perhaps we can build
something for you.” He smiled a bit and Obi-Wan chuckled quietly.

“Build something for me…

“You know what I meant.” Anakin hummed. “How is the 212 holding
up?”

“Good but its very disorienting. The General has my respect for
managing life with everything so…big around him.” Cody offered
and Waxer and Longshot agreed loudly with him.

“Alright.” Rex clapped his hands together and turned to his men.
“Everyone pick up a vod and be careful with him. Anyone drops them
answers to me.” He turned back to Cody and offered his hands to him
and Obi-Wan. “Want to hitch a ride with me General?”

“Sure. Anakin is still busy and Ahsoka seems busy cooing over Boil
and Waxer.” Obi-Wan chuckled, stepping into one of Rex hands and
using the thumb for support so he wouldn’t fall. Cody quickly did
the same in the other hand as Rex lifted them to his shoulders.

Cody struggled a bit to get a good grip before he finally figured it
out and noticed several vods having the same issue. Only Obi-Wan got
instantly comfortable. ‘So this is how the world looks from his
view…’ He glanced over at the Jedi and smiled at him.

This was the world from Obi-Wan’s perspective and Cody swore to
keep it in mind when he was big again.

Especially if Obi-Wan agreed to try dating him.

For Tiny Obiwan, could you write Cody telling Obiwan how he feels?

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“General?” Cody shifted nervously on his feet as the copper
haired man continued staring up at him, still sitting in the little
bed of his quarters.

Still no reaction except for blinking up at him.

“Obi-Wan?” Cody tried gentler.

“Is this a joke?” Obi-Wan demanded, eyes seeming wider then
normal and Cody blinked before kneeling down so the other could look
at him.

“No. No I really…I really like you. I want to be in a
relationship with you. I mean…I know its not something Jedi’s
normal-”

“I’m not normal!” Obi-Wan was on his feet, wearing his tiny
medical clothes as he marched to the end of the table to stare at the
clone commander. “Why in all Force name would you want me when I’m
not even the size of your bla-”

“Because you’re wonderful.” Cody offered honestly, holding out
his hand towards the General. “You’re brave and funny. Smart and
cunning.” Cody hesitated then ran his finger over Obi-Wan’s hair.
“And speaking from a purely aesthetic point, you are wonderful to
look at General.” He smiled at him. “Sun through your hair,
laughing on my shoulder.”

Obi-Wan stared at him before reaching out and holding onto Cody’s
finger with his arms. “…You are aware that I can’t…I can’t
engage in a sexual relationship Cody? Its not just a question of my
size but that I don’t feel the urge to. All parts function but I
have no desire for it.” He offered seriously.

“Ah, you’re asexual? Like Trapper?” Cody blinked before
smiling. “That’s fine, I have a working hand Obi-Wan. I know what
I’m getting myself into here.” He shifted his other hand up to
cup around the size of his General.

“Are you sure you do.” The small man looked like he highly
doubted that, lips pursed.

“I am sure. I’m hoping to get into a relationship with a
wonderful man who tries to protect his men to the best of his
abilities, who deserves to be adored and has enough sass to show up
an entire fleet.” Cody chuckled quietly.

Obi-Wan flustered a bit and looked away, squeezing his arms around
the fingertip in his grasp. “…You can’t even kiss me.”

“But I can do this.” Cody leaned forward and brushed a kiss to
the top of Obi-Wan’s head. “Its affection, its care and its nice.
Obi-Wan…please consider it?”

He watched the other hesitate.

“I…perhaps…that is…” He licked his lips, frowning.

“…Let me take you out on a few dates Obi-Wan. Let me…prove this
can work?” Cody offered more quietly.

“Dates?” Obi-Wan looked up at him quickly at that, face full of
surprise.

“Dates.” Cody agreed.

“What…what kind of dates could you take me on?” The Jedi looked
so lost, so hesitant and Cody felt a desire to wrap his arms around
him and protect him.

But instead he offered him a small smile while stroking Obi-Wan’s
back through the soft fabric of the medical clothes. “Walks for
one, nice and calm walks. You on my shoulders as we speak about
whatever falls in.” He continued stroking steadily with his free
hand. “Take you out for meals, I know you eat less then me but we
can order together, you can eat what you want of my plate and I eat
the rest.”

Obi-Wan tilted his head, nuzzling the finger a bit. “Yeah?”

“Yeah…perhaps we could even…go on a fruit picking date?”

Obi-Wan gave a surprised laugh at that, staring at the other man.
“Really?”

“I like fruits. If we pick enough we could take it back to the rest
and let them eat them up.” Cody shrugged a bit. “Star gazing on
distant planets, holovid nights, fun activities together…” He
chuckled a bit. “Honestly, I just want to spend time with you
Obi-Wan, time that’s not a battlefield. As just…Obi-Wan. Not as
General Kenobi and Commander Cody of the 212. But as Obi-Wan and
Cody.” He looked hopefully at the smaller man.

“…It all sounds so…normal.” Obi-Wan whispered.

“It could be. When its just us two.” Cody shifted his finger out
of the master’s grip to stroke his hair again.

He watched Obi-Wan bow his head.

His heart was pounding.

“May I have some time to consider it Cody?”

“Of course.” Cody murmured. “And regardless what choice you
make, it will not affect my performance as your Commander.”

That got a smile out of the other man. “…Find my robes if you
please?”
“Of course sir.”

“Thank you Cody.”

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“General?” Cody shifted nervously on his feet as the copper
haired man continued staring up at him, still sitting in the little
bed of his quarters.

Still no reaction except for blinking up at him.

“Obi-Wan?” Cody tried gentler.

“Is this a joke?” Obi-Wan demanded, eyes seeming wider then
normal and Cody blinked before kneeling down so the other could look
at him.

“No. No I really…I really like you. I want to be in a
relationship with you. I mean…I know its not something Jedi’s
normal-”

“I’m not normal!” Obi-Wan was on his feet, wearing his tiny
medical clothes as he marched to the end of the table to stare at the
clone commander. “Why in all Force name would you want me when I’m
not even the size of your bla-”

“Because you’re wonderful.” Cody offered honestly, holding out
his hand towards the General. “You’re brave and funny. Smart and
cunning.” Cody hesitated then ran his finger over Obi-Wan’s hair.
“And speaking from a purely aesthetic point, you are wonderful to
look at General.” He smiled at him. “Sun through your hair,
laughing on my shoulder.”

Obi-Wan stared at him before reaching out and holding onto Cody’s
finger with his arms. “…You are aware that I can’t…I can’t
engage in a sexual relationship Cody? Its not just a question of my
size but that I don’t feel the urge to. All parts function but I
have no desire for it.” He offered seriously.

“Ah, you’re asexual? Like Trapper?” Cody blinked before
smiling. “That’s fine, I have a working hand Obi-Wan. I know what
I’m getting myself into here.” He shifted his other hand up to
cup around the size of his General.

“Are you sure you do.” The small man looked like he highly
doubted that, lips pursed.

“I am sure. I’m hoping to get into a relationship with a
wonderful man who tries to protect his men to the best of his
abilities, who deserves to be adored and has enough sass to show up
an entire fleet.” Cody chuckled quietly.

Obi-Wan flustered a bit and looked away, squeezing his arms around
the fingertip in his grasp. “…You can’t even kiss me.”

“But I can do this.” Cody leaned forward and brushed a kiss to
the top of Obi-Wan’s head. “Its affection, its care and its nice.
Obi-Wan…please consider it?”

He watched the other hesitate.

“I…perhaps…that is…” He licked his lips, frowning.

“…Let me take you out on a few dates Obi-Wan. Let me…prove this
can work?” Cody offered more quietly.

“Dates?” Obi-Wan looked up at him quickly at that, face full of
surprise.

“Dates.” Cody agreed.

“What…what kind of dates could you take me on?” The Jedi looked
so lost, so hesitant and Cody felt a desire to wrap his arms around
him and protect him.

But instead he offered him a small smile while stroking Obi-Wan’s
back through the soft fabric of the medical clothes. “Walks for
one, nice and calm walks. You on my shoulders as we speak about
whatever falls in.” He continued stroking steadily with his free
hand. “Take you out for meals, I know you eat less then me but we
can order together, you can eat what you want of my plate and I eat
the rest.”

Obi-Wan tilted his head, nuzzling the finger a bit. “Yeah?”

“Yeah…perhaps we could even…go on a fruit picking date?”

Obi-Wan gave a surprised laugh at that, staring at the other man.
“Really?”

“I like fruits. If we pick enough we could take it back to the rest
and let them eat them up.” Cody shrugged a bit. “Star gazing on
distant planets, holovid nights, fun activities together…” He
chuckled a bit. “Honestly, I just want to spend time with you
Obi-Wan, time that’s not a battlefield. As just…Obi-Wan. Not as
General Kenobi and Commander Cody of the 212. But as Obi-Wan and
Cody.” He looked hopefully at the smaller man.

“…It all sounds so…normal.” Obi-Wan whispered.

“It could be. When its just us two.” Cody shifted his finger out
of the master’s grip to stroke his hair again.

He watched Obi-Wan bow his head.

His heart was pounding.

“May I have some time to consider it Cody?”

“Of course.” Cody murmured. “And regardless what choice you
make, it will not affect my performance as your Commander.”

That got a smile out of the other man. “…Find my robes if you
please?”
“Of course sir.”

“Thank you Cody.”

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His head is ringing and Cody desperately shakes it as he realizes
that one, the camp is burning, two, its the middle of the night and
three, they’ve been hit by an airstrike.

It takes him another moment to slowly get up, suddenly relieved that
he hadn’t had the time to remove his armor. He must have been close
to a blast because he’s rather sure he has a vague memory of
himself going flying backwards and into the air. The commander
wonders how many others were as lucky as he, he knows several vods
likes to slide out of their armors if they can.

And then there’s a shout that chills him to the bone.

“Obi-Wan!”

General Skywalker’s voice echos of every piece of debris that was
once their camp.

Cody pushes himself up enough to see the taller Jedi silhouetted
against the flames around him, his face a picture of panic as he
swings it back and forth with his padawan at his side as she too
looks around with worry on her face. “Obi-Wan!?”

Two things were suddenly clear to Cody.

There had been an airstrike on their camp and his general who was
twenty nine cm tall and thin as a twig, was missing.

()()()

He can’t breath.

That’s the first thing he realizes when he comes to consciousness.

Or well he can but its hard, there’s dust in his mouth and his
chest feels restricted.

His next realization is that its very dark and something is pressing
down on him.

Obi-Wan swallows heavily.

Then he tries to lift it with the Force.

But he can’t make whatever that is on top of him budge, he only
succeeds in making himself throb worse and Obi-Wan wonders how much
air he has left.

He reaches out into the Force, trying to ascertain where Anakin is
but everything feels to muddled for him to get a good grip, the very
Force around him feeling almost oily slick.

He tries again to push but can’t get a grip on with the slickness.

He tries to use his hands and feet to push and feels whatever is on
top of him quiver.

But Obi-Wan gets no further.

And then there’s sudden light.

Obi-Wan hisses in pain and clenches his eyes shut.

“General…” There’s a breathless whisper and then gentle hands
lift him and Obi-Wan groans before forcing his eyes open to look into
Cody’s wide amber eyes as the scarred commander holds him, cradles
him against his chest on one arm as the other comes up as a barrier
around his body.

“Cody…” He laughs, his entire body in pain.

()()()

Obi-Wan tries to laugh but Cody can’t take the usual sass, not when
his general looks like a tiny broken doll that some child has thrown
away after playing to rough. There’s to much blood everywhere and
the small mans left leg is twisted awkwardly and Cody can see BONE.

It sends his heart thundering as he sets of into a sprint to find
General Skywalker or Commander Tano.

Or Helix.

Or Kix.

Someone who can help Obi-Wan!

“General Skywalker!!!” He calls out, pounding the ground past
other troopers. “I found him!”

Its all he has to say before the man materializes in front of him,
Ahsoka not far from him. “He was trapped under debris, I barely
noticed it move!” He offered, aware that panic was creeping into
his voice as he removed the guarding arm to show them the broken form
of the small Jedi in his arm

Koth, Obi-Wan had never seemed as small as in that moment as he took
labored breaths in Cody’s grasp. Yet he tries to quip at the other
Jedi, a smile on his bloody face as he tilted his head to look at
Anakin Skywalker.

“Shut it Obi-Wan” The blond said almost harshly, taking Obi-Wan
as gently from Cody as he can. “We don’t have a karking bacta
tank here for you. Your kiffing leg…” He hissed a bit then looked
at Cody. “We’re going to need extraction. The Negotiator has his
bacta tank.”

“Yes sir, I’ll get it arranged sir.” Cody needs to be able to
do something, anything to help his General.

Arranging a evac is something he can do as Skywalker settles in to
keep Obi-Wan stable with the Force, Kix setting the General’s leg
as best he can and treat what he could of the tiny body.

Its only later, when Cody is on the Negotiator too, that he notices
the blood smears on his vambraces.

Obi-Wan’s blood.

For a moment it sends bile up the back of his throat before he forces
himself to walk to the medbay where Helix is treating several vods
who got injured in the airstrike.

He gives the other a nod then moves to the tiny bacta tank beside the
two much a larger ones, watching Obi-Wan float in it as his vitals
indicate that he is fine.

For the first time since he became aware after airstrike, the tight
knot in his chest eases as he rests his fingertips against the
lukewarm tank, lips twitching ever so slightly in relief.

“I think I don’t have to say if you hurt him, I’ll bury you in
sand.” A quiet voice offered Cody and the clone tensed before
glancing behind himself, blinking at General Skywalker who was
sitting on an available medical bed.

“Sir?”

“You like him. A lot. Obi-Wan likes you too though he doesn’t
think you could care for him that way.”

“He…”

“He thinks his size is a rather, no pun intended, large hindrance
towards any romantic relationship he might wish to engage in.”
Anakin stood of the bed and brushed of himself. It was clear the
other had yet to change clothes from the airstrike, was still dirty
and had been watching the bacta tank. It was a sentiment Cody could
get behind.

Then he realized what the other had said.

“He…would he…welcome my attention?” He hesitated, feeling
awkward asking. There were so many reasons not to do it. Regs for
one, this was his general after all, the fact that Obi-Wan was a
Jedi,  Cody’s aging.

But Obi-Wan’s size was not one of them.

“I honestly think it would be good for him. He knows he’s loved
platonic but romantic… And you’d treat him well.” Anakin
shrugged before sighing. “Look…just…take care of him. You’ve
done a good job about it until now.” He plucked at his clothes and
grimaced at the dirt clinging to the fabric before smirking at Cody.
“Better then Dooku did at least.”

Cody shifted. “…Is it true that Healer Che at the temple holo
called him to yell about his neglect of the General’s dietary
habits?”

“Yes.” Anakin gave an evil grin. “She did. I wish I had a
holovid of it.”

The commander sniggered a bit before looking back at the bacta tank,
staring at Obi-Wan. ‘…When he wakes up…’

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His head is ringing and Cody desperately shakes it as he realizes
that one, the camp is burning, two, its the middle of the night and
three, they’ve been hit by an airstrike.

It takes him another moment to slowly get up, suddenly relieved that
he hadn’t had the time to remove his armor. He must have been close
to a blast because he’s rather sure he has a vague memory of
himself going flying backwards and into the air. The commander
wonders how many others were as lucky as he, he knows several vods
likes to slide out of their armors if they can.

And then there’s a shout that chills him to the bone.

“Obi-Wan!”

General Skywalker’s voice echos of every piece of debris that was
once their camp.

Cody pushes himself up enough to see the taller Jedi silhouetted
against the flames around him, his face a picture of panic as he
swings it back and forth with his padawan at his side as she too
looks around with worry on her face. “Obi-Wan!?”

Two things were suddenly clear to Cody.

There had been an airstrike on their camp and his general who was
twenty nine cm tall and thin as a twig, was missing.

()()()

He can’t breath.

That’s the first thing he realizes when he comes to consciousness.

Or well he can but its hard, there’s dust in his mouth and his
chest feels restricted.

His next realization is that its very dark and something is pressing
down on him.

Obi-Wan swallows heavily.

Then he tries to lift it with the Force.

But he can’t make whatever that is on top of him budge, he only
succeeds in making himself throb worse and Obi-Wan wonders how much
air he has left.

He reaches out into the Force, trying to ascertain where Anakin is
but everything feels to muddled for him to get a good grip, the very
Force around him feeling almost oily slick.

He tries again to push but can’t get a grip on with the slickness.

He tries to use his hands and feet to push and feels whatever is on
top of him quiver.

But Obi-Wan gets no further.

And then there’s sudden light.

Obi-Wan hisses in pain and clenches his eyes shut.

“General…” There’s a breathless whisper and then gentle hands
lift him and Obi-Wan groans before forcing his eyes open to look into
Cody’s wide amber eyes as the scarred commander holds him, cradles
him against his chest on one arm as the other comes up as a barrier
around his body.

“Cody…” He laughs, his entire body in pain.

()()()

Obi-Wan tries to laugh but Cody can’t take the usual sass, not when
his general looks like a tiny broken doll that some child has thrown
away after playing to rough. There’s to much blood everywhere and
the small mans left leg is twisted awkwardly and Cody can see BONE.

It sends his heart thundering as he sets of into a sprint to find
General Skywalker or Commander Tano.

Or Helix.

Or Kix.

Someone who can help Obi-Wan!

“General Skywalker!!!” He calls out, pounding the ground past
other troopers. “I found him!”

Its all he has to say before the man materializes in front of him,
Ahsoka not far from him. “He was trapped under debris, I barely
noticed it move!” He offered, aware that panic was creeping into
his voice as he removed the guarding arm to show them the broken form
of the small Jedi in his arm

Koth, Obi-Wan had never seemed as small as in that moment as he took
labored breaths in Cody’s grasp. Yet he tries to quip at the other
Jedi, a smile on his bloody face as he tilted his head to look at
Anakin Skywalker.

“Shut it Obi-Wan” The blond said almost harshly, taking Obi-Wan
as gently from Cody as he can. “We don’t have a karking bacta
tank here for you. Your kiffing leg…” He hissed a bit then looked
at Cody. “We’re going to need extraction. The Negotiator has his
bacta tank.”

“Yes sir, I’ll get it arranged sir.” Cody needs to be able to
do something, anything to help his General.

Arranging a evac is something he can do as Skywalker settles in to
keep Obi-Wan stable with the Force, Kix setting the General’s leg
as best he can and treat what he could of the tiny body.

Its only later, when Cody is on the Negotiator too, that he notices
the blood smears on his vambraces.

Obi-Wan’s blood.

For a moment it sends bile up the back of his throat before he forces
himself to walk to the medbay where Helix is treating several vods
who got injured in the airstrike.

He gives the other a nod then moves to the tiny bacta tank beside the
two much a larger ones, watching Obi-Wan float in it as his vitals
indicate that he is fine.

For the first time since he became aware after airstrike, the tight
knot in his chest eases as he rests his fingertips against the
lukewarm tank, lips twitching ever so slightly in relief.

“I think I don’t have to say if you hurt him, I’ll bury you in
sand.” A quiet voice offered Cody and the clone tensed before
glancing behind himself, blinking at General Skywalker who was
sitting on an available medical bed.

“Sir?”

“You like him. A lot. Obi-Wan likes you too though he doesn’t
think you could care for him that way.”

“He…”

“He thinks his size is a rather, no pun intended, large hindrance
towards any romantic relationship he might wish to engage in.”
Anakin stood of the bed and brushed of himself. It was clear the
other had yet to change clothes from the airstrike, was still dirty
and had been watching the bacta tank. It was a sentiment Cody could
get behind.

Then he realized what the other had said.

“He…would he…welcome my attention?” He hesitated, feeling
awkward asking. There were so many reasons not to do it. Regs for
one, this was his general after all, the fact that Obi-Wan was a
Jedi,  Cody’s aging.

But Obi-Wan’s size was not one of them.

“I honestly think it would be good for him. He knows he’s loved
platonic but romantic… And you’d treat him well.” Anakin
shrugged before sighing. “Look…just…take care of him. You’ve
done a good job about it until now.” He plucked at his clothes and
grimaced at the dirt clinging to the fabric before smirking at Cody.
“Better then Dooku did at least.”

Cody shifted. “…Is it true that Healer Che at the temple holo
called him to yell about his neglect of the General’s dietary
habits?”

“Yes.” Anakin gave an evil grin. “She did. I wish I had a
holovid of it.”

The commander sniggered a bit before looking back at the bacta tank,
staring at Obi-Wan. ‘…When he wakes up…’

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‘Why did I agree to this?’ Obi-Wan thought absently as he heard
the jingle of the lock in the box turning, steadily pulling the
mechanism into action. ‘Oh right, for the good of the order,
yaddayadda. I hate you Mace.’ He thought even as the platform he
was on slowly rose.

“Oh daddy he’s so pretty, like those fairy stories you told me
about.” A little gasp exclaimed as Obi-Wan was fully in the light.

“Only the best for you princess.” There was a warm chuckle that
Obi-Wan identified as his target. But Obi-Wan only caught glimpses of
them as he started to move, the signal inside the box hidden by the
music that started to play, activating the wings on Obi-Wan’s back.

They started to flutter as Obi-Wan went to his toes and then started
a slow but grace dance, twirling on the polished floor that made up
his ‘dance floor’.

In basic, Obi-Wan was wearing a sparkly red and yellow outfit with
mechanical wings on his back. He had been given long lasting makeup
that made his face sparkle and gave him an ethereal look on his face
and he had to shave his beard.

He looked nothing like knight Obi-Wan Kenobi.

“He’s so graceful.” The little girl cooed as she stared at
Obi-Wan dancing, eyes wide and adoring. Obi-Wan almost felt bad for
being a spy in their manor and did an extra twirl before he heard the
warning noise from inside the box that told him the music was about
to end.

He carefully swirled to the platform and did a graceful bow, arms
extended as the music ended and his back bent.

“Awwwww, its over?” He heard as the platform slowly sunk back
down, letting Obi-Wan breath.

“Yes but you can rewind it as many times as you want sweetpea and
make him dance all day long if you want.”

“Yay!”

‘…I take it back, I don’t feel sorry for spying now.’ Obi-Wan
thought in horror as he heard the key being turned again in the lock.

()()()

“You need to calm down.” Knight Fisto offered calmly to the young
padawan, remaining on his knees as they waited for the signal to kick
in.

“Easy for you to say, what if they discovered Master?” Anakin
offered the knight, worriedly glancing between the open feed and the
manor.

“Then he’s fully capable of escaping on his own and alerting us
to his problem. Has he contacted you through the bond?” Fisto
raised his brows at the blond.

“…No. But Obi-Wan wouldn’t do it if he thought it was dangerous
for me to get involved.” Anakin stared at the feed before looking
at the Nautolan. “I can’t help but worry alright? This is…he’s
alone. He’s NEVER fully alone and there are guards and what if he
needs us an-”

“Padawan.” Kit reached out and placed his hands on the others
shoulders, giving him a serious look. “Trust in your master.”

“…But what if he’s hurt?”

“Does he feel hurt?”

Anakin hesitated before reaching through their bond, rousing
Obi-Wan’s curiosity in return before he pulled back and shook his
head. “No, he feels frustrated…but not hurt.”

“Then trust in him.” Kit smiled and settled back to wait in the
darkness of the night.

Anakin sighed a bit and continued watching the feed, almost jerking
in surprise when an hour later the information started to fill it
from an opened signal inside the manor. “Oh, he’s opened the
line.”

“Good, now we wait for him to arrive.” The other Jedi offered
peacefully.

It took an additional hour before Kit spotted a small shape in one of
the windows that started to climb down the wall by using minor cracks
that no one else would be able to see. Anakin stood once he saw it
and moved forward, holding his hands open with his blue eyes wide and
relieved as his master dropped the last meter into his waiting
padawan’s hands.

“Thank you Anakin, I was starting to tire.” The changed man
offered, letting himself be carried back to where Kit was waiting on
them. “Knight Fisto.”

“Knight Kenobi, you look…different.”

“Please don’t say anything. I just spent an entire day dancing
because the little girl kept rewinding the music box. I activated the
hologram inside it so at least she won’t be sad.” He sighed and
let Anakin lift him to his shoulder.

“The entire day? She didn’t grow tired?” Anakin blinked at him
as they left with the mobile computer and the collected information.

“Oh no, she was very fond of her fairy…Anakin could you please
remove the wings? They are starting to get annoying. And please tell
me you have my spare robes and the cleaning solution for this muck.”

“Back at the hotel room yes master.”

“Oh thank the Force.”

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‘Why did I agree to this?’ Obi-Wan thought absently as he heard
the jingle of the lock in the box turning, steadily pulling the
mechanism into action. ‘Oh right, for the good of the order,
yaddayadda. I hate you Mace.’ He thought even as the platform he
was on slowly rose.

“Oh daddy he’s so pretty, like those fairy stories you told me
about.” A little gasp exclaimed as Obi-Wan was fully in the light.

“Only the best for you princess.” There was a warm chuckle that
Obi-Wan identified as his target. But Obi-Wan only caught glimpses of
them as he started to move, the signal inside the box hidden by the
music that started to play, activating the wings on Obi-Wan’s back.

They started to flutter as Obi-Wan went to his toes and then started
a slow but grace dance, twirling on the polished floor that made up
his ‘dance floor’.

In basic, Obi-Wan was wearing a sparkly red and yellow outfit with
mechanical wings on his back. He had been given long lasting makeup
that made his face sparkle and gave him an ethereal look on his face
and he had to shave his beard.

He looked nothing like knight Obi-Wan Kenobi.

“He’s so graceful.” The little girl cooed as she stared at
Obi-Wan dancing, eyes wide and adoring. Obi-Wan almost felt bad for
being a spy in their manor and did an extra twirl before he heard the
warning noise from inside the box that told him the music was about
to end.

He carefully swirled to the platform and did a graceful bow, arms
extended as the music ended and his back bent.

“Awwwww, its over?” He heard as the platform slowly sunk back
down, letting Obi-Wan breath.

“Yes but you can rewind it as many times as you want sweetpea and
make him dance all day long if you want.”

“Yay!”

‘…I take it back, I don’t feel sorry for spying now.’ Obi-Wan
thought in horror as he heard the key being turned again in the lock.

()()()

“You need to calm down.” Knight Fisto offered calmly to the young
padawan, remaining on his knees as they waited for the signal to kick
in.

“Easy for you to say, what if they discovered Master?” Anakin
offered the knight, worriedly glancing between the open feed and the
manor.

“Then he’s fully capable of escaping on his own and alerting us
to his problem. Has he contacted you through the bond?” Fisto
raised his brows at the blond.

“…No. But Obi-Wan wouldn’t do it if he thought it was dangerous
for me to get involved.” Anakin stared at the feed before looking
at the Nautolan. “I can’t help but worry alright? This is…he’s
alone. He’s NEVER fully alone and there are guards and what if he
needs us an-”

“Padawan.” Kit reached out and placed his hands on the others
shoulders, giving him a serious look. “Trust in your master.”

“…But what if he’s hurt?”

“Does he feel hurt?”

Anakin hesitated before reaching through their bond, rousing
Obi-Wan’s curiosity in return before he pulled back and shook his
head. “No, he feels frustrated…but not hurt.”

“Then trust in him.” Kit smiled and settled back to wait in the
darkness of the night.

Anakin sighed a bit and continued watching the feed, almost jerking
in surprise when an hour later the information started to fill it
from an opened signal inside the manor. “Oh, he’s opened the
line.”

“Good, now we wait for him to arrive.” The other Jedi offered
peacefully.

It took an additional hour before Kit spotted a small shape in one of
the windows that started to climb down the wall by using minor cracks
that no one else would be able to see. Anakin stood once he saw it
and moved forward, holding his hands open with his blue eyes wide and
relieved as his master dropped the last meter into his waiting
padawan’s hands.

“Thank you Anakin, I was starting to tire.” The changed man
offered, letting himself be carried back to where Kit was waiting on
them. “Knight Fisto.”

“Knight Kenobi, you look…different.”

“Please don’t say anything. I just spent an entire day dancing
because the little girl kept rewinding the music box. I activated the
hologram inside it so at least she won’t be sad.” He sighed and
let Anakin lift him to his shoulder.

“The entire day? She didn’t grow tired?” Anakin blinked at him
as they left with the mobile computer and the collected information.

“Oh no, she was very fond of her fairy…Anakin could you please
remove the wings? They are starting to get annoying. And please tell
me you have my spare robes and the cleaning solution for this muck.”

“Back at the hotel room yes master.”

“Oh thank the Force.”