Short Story Number One
Dedicated to Hayden Christensen and Matt Lanter
"Ani, you need sleep. I don't think you've left the command room for two weeks!" Vida Starfighter paced back and forth. Anakin Skywalker, hunched over a graphing chart, paid little to no attention to her.
"Don't call me 'Ani'. It's a little boy's name. I'm a grown man and it's insulting!" Anakin snapped, frowning as a he pushed yet another button on the board in front of him.
"Well obviously you're still a little boy because an adult would have enough sense to sleep when they need to." Vida reached in front of Anakin and flipped the screen off.
"HEY!" Glaring at Vida and flipped it back on. "Leave me alone!"
"Okay, but I'm going to try again in fifteen minutes." She left the room.
Anakin sat back yawning, thankful she was gone.
"I heard that!" Vida called from the hallway.
Anakin grimaced and squinted at the screen before him. To himself he admitted that he was a little tired. Maybe a little nap would help, just for five minutes or so….
"Anakin? Wake up!" Anakin cracked his eyes open, Vida was shaking him. "I thought you weren't tired?"
"I'm not. I was just taking a break." Anakin sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"Oh? I see." Vida snorted. "Well you can sleep all you want; Master Kenobi found where Grievous has been hiding."
"What?" Anakin jumped up.
"Yeah… supposedly he's on Tatooine."
"I hate Obi wan!" Anakin stamped his boot on the floor. Vida appeared a little taken back by his sudden tantrum.
"Well don't hate him too bad 'cause you wouldn't be a Jedi Knight if it wasn't for him." Vida put her hands up backing out of the