Me and my sister melwa rat, (you can check her out if you want, she just writes Clone Wars and DC fanfics like your's truely), found a really cool otp promt/30 day writing challange. So every single day me and her will be posting a one shot based off of the promts, (for the 30 days). Today's promt is your otp getting lost. I'm not really proud of this, but here goes. (I have to work on a report for my class, so I'm sorry this is so short and un-eventful. Love you!)
"We should probably call Rex…?" I say quietly as Anakin and I walk frantically through the thick underbrush and trees. He purses his lips, barely noticeable in the dark forest. Ours faces are lit only by the few stars and moons peeking through the canopy. It would be a beautiful, relaxing night had we not strayed too far from the campsite. We were on a camping trip with Obi-Wan and the 501st, a 'bonding' idea from the council. We wanted to take a small walk, but then we started talking and lost track of direction and time. I looked down and the path we were once following was replaced by grass. We're lost, even if Anakin doesn't want to admit it.
"I left my comlink in my tent."
I check my wrists and belt for any coms, but I had done the same thing. "Shab."
He chuckles softly, stopping suddenly and facing me. "We probably shouldn't be walking blindly, we could be walking away from them."
I nod in agreement. "I'm pretty sure we can from somewhere over there," I point to his left. "We were walking kinda towards the moon, right?" When I look back at him he's smiling. I frown. "Why are you smiling, Master? We are completely lost."
"Not completely. We haven't been walking for that long." He argues.
I groan. "We've been out for at least an hour."
His shoulders drop. "Well, never mind, Snips."
"Master, this is serious! What if we can't get back?!" I realize what I just said. Fear of being forgotten out here makes my heart start to thud in my chest. "What if we starve out here? What if they can't find us-?"
He grabs my shoulder. "It's fine, Snips. We both have our lightsabers, and we must be within a few miles of the campground." With that he started walking the opposite way that we had been going.
"Wait! Are you sure that's the right way?" I follow him.
He smirks. "Positive."