This is a drabble. It's meant to be short.
It had been a rigorous, but productive, training session and Anakin couldn't be any prouder of Ahsoka's development. He knew the training had been effective judging by her zombie state as they stumbled their way toward the Padawan dormitories. He felt the same. Barely inside, the Togruta collapsed against his side. He caught her last minute and carried her over to the bed, gently laying her down.
Placing a kiss on her forehead, he pulls the covers up and murmurs warmly, "Sleep tight, Snips."
He looks at her tired face and smiles in pride at his little sister before leaving.
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