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Summary- Sequel to The Record: Years have gone by, yet still Padawans are driving their Masters crazy. What happens when Anakin discovers who still holds the record for the most visits to the healers ward? Obi-Wan will never hear the end of it!

A/N: Because of all the reviews and suggestions asking for a sequel I have decided that I am going to make one! Here it is! This story can stand on its own but I would nit suggest it.

Prologue

"Skywalker! Hold still!" growled Healer Ackerley pushing the fifteen year old back onto the medical bed.

"But, my master." Anakin said struggling to sit up ignoring the pain in his ribs.

"Master Obi-Wan is fine Anakin, he is being taken care of. You're the one with the six broken ribs! Hold still!"

Anakin fell back on the bed feeling like the most unlucky kid in the world. "Why!" He groaned wincing as his ribs creaked.

"What?" Ackerley asked rubbing something on the boy's chest.

Anakin glared at the healer. Ackerley had been his personal healer since he had come to the Temple; apparently his master and the healer had an interesting friendship. Anakin himself was very fond of the healer, but seeing him meant he was injured so it was a rather wind/lose situation.

"Why do I seem to get injured more than any other Padawan?" Anakin complained looking up at the ceiling.

Ackerley froze and he looked at the boy with wide eyes.

"What?" Anakin asked looking at the healer's panicked look with curiosity.

For a moment Ackerley did not speak. Anakin nodded to him, impatient knowing the healer was going to say something.

Ackerley leaned down, his mouth near Anakin's ear and said "Ask Healer Mackinaw"

"What?" Anakin said startled.

"The Padawan with the most injuries, ask Mackinaw." He whispered, his eyes moving back and forth as though he thought someone was listing to him.

"Wait, what?" Anakin said again still confused.

However he did not get an answer for his statement because Ackerley said aloud "Alright Padawan Skywalker I need to go check on your master, try not to move around a lot."

"Wait! What were you saying?" Anakin said sitting up, only to groan and lie back down.

"I told you not to move." Ackerley said before he vanished out the door.

Anakin groaned again and lay back down. However, this time (unlike the other times in the healers ward) he had something to think about...

Sooooo first chapter! What do you think? Shall I continue?