Heyo, human beings from outer space!
I'm pretty sure that this technically wouldn't count as a whump thing 'cause the prompt is something about hurting a loved one and... yeah I did that for three seconds and it's not even that relevant.
I don't care. I had sooooo much fun writing this and I'm counting it and publishing it no matter what.
This was requested by quackquack830.
Read on if you dare.
Ahsoka blinked her eyes open to the sigh of golden sunrays spilling through the blinds and lighting up an unknown room. She inhaled deeply– a florescent, dainty scent filling her nose– and exhaled with the same leisure. She didn't care to worry about where she was because she had a feeling she knew.
"Good morning, Snips," Anakin said, opening the door of the room. Ahsoka sat up and cracked her neck.
"Morning, Master?" she said. "I thought it was afternoon?"
"Yeah, but it turns out that you were hiding another injury. And that stuff like... passing out, sleeping forever, and being so dead to the world that no one can wake you up... it tends to pass the time." Anakin said. "A lot happened since then, Snips."
"What?" Ahsoka frowned. "How did you find out about that injury?"
"You aren't as good at acting as you think you are," Anakin said with a sigh.
"But I thought I was doing so good this time! I was acting very natural and casual!"
"Yeah," Anakin scoffed. "The way you collapsed and started bleeding out on the floor was very nonchalant."
Ahsoka glared at him and he chuckled, despite the darkness in his eyes.
"Why are we here, anyway, Master?" Ahsoka said, changing the subject.
"I told you, a lot happened after you causally passed out," Anakin said with a smirk.
"Stop it," Ahsoka groaned. "I'm sorry, okay? Just tell me what happened. Please."
"Well, Master Windu happened to see you acting all unpretentious and everything as you bled out on the floor–"
"Stop!"
"--and he decided that you needed a meditative leave and time to 'get your head on straight.' They put both of us on leave."
"So now we're here?" Ahsoka finished for him, and he nodded. "Where is here anyway– wait, wait, no, let me guess first." She thought for a moment. "This place is giving me Senator Amidala vibes."
"Vibes, Ahsoka?"
"Leave me alone," Ahsoka pouted. "Am I right or not?"
"You're right," Anakin said. "We're at one of senator Amidala's vacation cabins on Naboo."
"How'd we get here?"
"Uh, a ship, Ahsoka. Did you think we walked? Maybe we should get you checked for a concussion, too," Anakin said.
"No, Master, I mean how'd you get me here without me knowing?"
"You were out cold. It was like trying to wake the dead, so I just hauled you on, flew here, and hauled you off. You didn't even stir," Anakin said.
Ahsoka hummed and looked around the room. "This place is really nice."
"Yeah, and you know the best part of it?" Anakin asked, smirking. "The Senator that came with it."
"She's here?"
As if magically cued by the words, none other than Padmé herself sauntered through the door.
"Ahsoka!" she cried happily. "I was really worried when I heard you'd gotten yourself injured enough that the Council decided to send you here. I'm glad you're okay."
"Thanks," Ahsoka said, shooting Anakin a look when he opened his mouth to probably say something that she would hate. He shut it with a pout.
"If you're up for it, I have breakfast ready and waiting for us," Padmé said. "I hope you're hungry."
"That's insane of you to think that Anakin wouldn't be hungry," Ahsoka scoffed. "He could eat a bantha and still be hungry."
Padmé laughed. Well, come on, you two. We better get started, because I have a lot of fun planned for us today."
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Breakfast was amazing. Ahsoka was so used to bland ration sticks and gray mystery mush from the mess hall that she felt like royalty eating the delicious meal.
After they ate, Ahsoka helped clean up the kitchen, then Padmé grabbed her coat and purse and they headed out the door.
"What are we doing?" Ahsoka asked.
"I'm going to show you some of my favorite places, and then we'll go out and have a little more fun," Padmé said.
Naboo was a beautiful, lush planet full of greenery and beautiful vegetation. Padmé showed them fields, forests, and streams. Ahsoka wished that she could've stayed there forever, basking in the beauty of nature.
But Padmé had more plans for them that day, so after they enjoyed a picnic in a field that Anakin was suspiciously fond of, she took them to a nearby town.
Padmé said that it would be the most entertaining part of their day.
Ahsoka had a much different definition of entertaining.
Padmé took them shopping.
"Last night when the two of you showed up," Padmé explained as she dragged the two Jedi into the store, "I realized that Ani didn't think to bring any clothes for either of you."
"Hey!" Anakin said. "Ahsoka didn't pack any clothes, either!"
"Ahsoka was unconscious," Padmé said. "If you were planning on coming here for a week, you should've brought a week's worth of clothes that aren't for fighing in."
"My robes will last me a week," Anakin said, earning a glare from Padmé, which quieted him.
"You're both getting clothes. My treat, and that's not up for debate."
Yeah, treat, Ahsoka thought.
It took what felt like forever to choose enough clothes that Padmé deemed worthy for the week, plus a few more outfits just because Padmé wanted to and she was a master of debate so any argument was a waste of time.
Eventually, Anakin and Ahsoka managed to sneak away from the shop and made their way to a local vendor to buy milkshakes.
"What do you want?" Anakin asked, looking at the flavors. "Chocolate?"
"Hey, I thought you didn't want me to die," Ahsoka whined.
"Calm down," Anakin laughed. "The blue one is pretty good. I'll get you that one."
"What are you getting?" Ahsoka asked.
"Cookie dough," Anakin said. He stepped forward to order, but Ahosoka grabbed him.
"What are you getting for Padmé?"
"Uhhhm..."
"Seriously?! You weren't gonna get her anything?"
"Calm down, I'll get her... Cherry."
"Are you crazy, Master?" Ahsoka growled. "I bet she doesn't even like cherry that much."
"I know her better than you do," Anakin said. "I'm getting her cherry."
"Gosh, and you call yourself her better half," Ahsoka scoffed. "She definitely would prefer the chocolate and caramel."
"No," Anakin said. "Cherry."
"Caramel."
"Cherry."
"Caremel!"
"CHERRY!!"
"CARAMEL!!"
"CHERRY!!!"
"Alright we'll ask her ourselves," Ahsoka said, and before Anakin could stop her, she marched back to the shop and found Padmé finishing up the shopping.
"Padmé, Anakin's buying milkshakes," Ahsoka said, gesturing to him as he came barrelling in after her. "What flavor do you want."
"Ten credits," Anakin whispered through his teeth. Ahsoka nodded.
"Hmm," Padmé said automatically, lifting the clothes onto the counter so the attendant could ring them up. "That's very sweet of you, Anakin."
"What flavor will it be?" Anakin asked, and he and Ahsoka started into her soul as they awaited the answer.
"I'll have the chocolate caramel, thank you," Padmé said.
"What?!" Anakin graoned.
"Yes! Haha, you owe me ten credits. I told you, Anakin," Ahsoka laughed. "I know her better than you do. Oh gosh, that's embarrassing for you."
"Shut your mouth before I chose a different padawan," Anakin growled.
"You know you love me," Ahsoka told him.
Padmé laughed as she paid for the clothes. "Well, I thought you were buying us milkshakes, Ani. Ahsoka, could you help me with these bags while he does that?"
"Yes, ma'am."
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The evening was filled with board games, milkshakes, and movies. Ahsoka went to bed happier than she had in a long time.
"Don't do anything naughty," Ahsoka said to Anakin as they all prepared for bed, waggling her eye markings. "Behave yourself."
"Shut up," Anakin said, his ears tinging red.
"Sure, Skyguy."
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Each day of their leave was filled with fun days and closed off with evenings filled with board games and movies.
On their last day of leave, Ahsoka grabbed a bowl of popcorn and squished between her two favorite people on the couch. Anakin grabbed the remote and turned on their favorite mystery and detective series. But after the episode was over, there was still popcorn left, and Ahsoka wasn't ready for bed.
"One more episode, please?" Ahsoka said.
"One more," Padmé agreed easily.
So the episode passed, the popcorn disappeared, and the stars twinkled in the sky. But Ahsoka wasn't ready to go to bed yet.
"I've had so much fun the past few days," Ahsoka said. "I don't want to give it up. I'm not ready to go back to the war."
"I know it's hard, and I know it might hurt a little, but we all have things we have to do," Padmé said. "I have to back to the Senate and you and Ani have to go back to the Jedi."
Ahsoka sighed, for some reason fighting back tears. "Thank you for everything, Padmé. And Ankain, too."
So they finished their night off with a big, group hug.
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Word Count: 1,490
Published: March 5, 2023
I think I'm losing my mind. I was forced against my will to watch wayyyy too much Ninjago and I started analyzing the characters and story structure because I'm an insane author and--- *frustrated exhale* I'm starting to get just a leeettle bit invested, but that's not a good thing.
The things I do for Froggie. You remember him, right? I keep mentioning him. I did it for him.
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