"Shaving the Galaxy"
"Luke...? Luke...? Come on Luke, I should really go ahead and teach you how to shave or your mother is going to KILL me!" Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker was getting tired of his wife Padme asking him in her sweet innocent way,"Ani? When are you going to teach Luke how to shave?" Today would be the day that Luke learned how to shave! Anakin leaned back and yelled up the stairs,"Luke, get down here now young man!" The cheery blue eyed youth poked his head over the railing,"You called?" He asked in a dignified sort of voice. "Hurry up! Even Master Yoda is faster than you!" Luke hurried up instantly at that remark and jumped down not even bothering to think about the stairs, he didn't like to be compared to the toad-like Jedi Master."What's the big deal about Dad?" Anakin looked at Luke sternly and said," I am going to teach you how to shave so that you won't end up looking like Kenobi!" He stated in a authorative voice. Luke cracked a smile," Is that why you were yelling at me? I though you were gonna yell at me to clean my room." Anakin grinned," I can do that instead if you like." Luke seemed very nervous just then and barely scraped out," No thanks. I'd rather learn to shave." Anakin fixed him with a stare," Are you sure? Cause I'm sure your room could use a good cleaning. 3PO was telling me earlier how bad it was." Luke seemed very on edge," Hey dad, I really would like to learn to shave now." Anakin smiled to himself, sometimes being a dad had it's moments, few of them, but moments nonetheless. Throwing a grin at his unnerved son he said," Meet you in my bathroom in five minuets." Turning around he started marching purposefully out of the room, but he stopped and half turned around, and with all seriousness on his face he said in a low troubling tone," If you aren't in my bathroom in five minuets though, we will be doing a room inspection." Anakin continued walking away after he watched his son's face pale drastically. About three minuets later he was in Anakin's bathroom with shaving cream all over his face. Anakin peered at Luke and started doing a check list. "Do you have a washer rag that's wet? A dry towel? What about plenty of water in the sink? Do you have the razor ready? And most importantly, do you have the stuff I gave you for when you cut yourself on standby? Because it's not a matter of IF you cut yourself, it's a matter of WHEN you cut yourself. You are eventually going to cut yourself, even the most experienced men who shave still cut themselves." Luke looked over his supplies and gave his father a short nod, meaning that he had everything his father had listed off. His father examined him carefully, "Nervous?" Luke nodded his head very nervously, "Yea, I kinda got the jitters right now. I'm almost afraid that something unexpected will happen though." Anakin gave a small exasperated sigh, "Look, just because I was teaching you how to paint a couple of months ago and the old house burned down mysteriously at the same time doesn't mean that it was your fault." Luke gave him a look, "Uh huh... What about inventing receptor controls?" Anakin groaned remembering the mess, "I didn't realize that you could build one so well without knowing much about it, anyone could have accidentally received full control of the fleet's motor engine reception. Plus, there are lots of people who also like pressing random buttons on things they don't know about!" Luke looked at him very seriously, "A whole fleet's motor engines shouldn't explode simultaneously while I'm pressing buttons on my receptor control." Anakin looked at him, "Well those were accidents, and I intend on being ready for anything unexpected that comes up." Luke gave a small sigh and said, "I hope so."