Fidgets
Ahsoka Tano flicked at her Padawan braid for the umpteenth time, the beads making an annoying click every time it swung.
"Ahsoka, stop that," her Master, Anakin Skywalker, scolded from his spot in the pilot seat of the ship.
"Sorry, Master," Ahsoka apologized. "I guess I have the fidgets." They, along with Obi-Wan Kenobi, R2-D2 and a couple battalions of clones, were on their way to Separatist-overrun Rodia to free a group of captives. They'd only been in the ship for a couple of hours, and they still had a long way to go.
Anakin snorted. "Obviously." Not long after, Ahsoka started flicking her braid again, earning a glare from her Master. "Ahsoka! Stop. That's really irritating. If you can't sit still, go find Obi-Wan. Maybe he'll put up with you." Anakin snapped, turning back to the viewscreen after his glare. Ahsoka leapt up from the co-pilot's seat, grateful for permission to leave. She walked back toward the crew quarters, where she found Obi-Wan, sitting on his bunk, cleaning R2-D2. He glanced up.
"Oh, hello Ahsoka," he said. To R2, he scolded: "Hold still, little droid!" as R2 rocked back and forth on his treads.
"Hello, Master Kenobi." Ahsoka sat next to him and began to flick her braid back and forth again. "Do you need any help?"
"No, I'm just about finished, if Artoo would hold still." Obi-Wan placed a firm hand on R2's dome, stilling the rocking motion. R2 whistled his complaint. "Yes, I know I'm taking a long time. If Anakin took better care of you, I wouldn't be cleaning you for hours on end!" Obi-Wan exclaimed, scrubbing at a particularly stubborn patch of dirt. R2 tweetled. "No, he doesn't!" Obi-Wan argued. Ahsoka giggled. "What are you laughing at, youngling?" Obi-Wan asked indignantly.
"You, Master Kenobi. You're arguing with a droid." Ahsoka answered, giggling again.
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. "Well, this particular droid acts way to much like your master." He placed a firm hand on R2's dome to steady the rocking.
"That is very true." Ahsoka agreed, pulling her knees up to sit cross-legged.
"There. You can go, you impatient little droid." Obi-Wan put his rag down.
"Guess you have the fidgets too, huh, Artoo?" Ahsoka asked, watching the droid roll away. R2 beeped an affirmative, then rolled out the open door.
"Fidgets?" Obi-Wan asked while putting his cleaning tools away.
"Yeah. That's what I call it when I can't sit still." Ahsoka explained, tapping her hands on her knees. "Master told me if I can't sit still, I should come find you. He's annoyed at me, as usual." Ahsoka muttered the last part under her breath.
"What was that last bit?" Obi-Wan asked, turning to face her.
"I said he's annoyed at me, as usual." Ahsoka said louder, resting her chin in her hand. "It seems like he's always annoyed at me. Nothing I do pleases him, and he's always snapping at me."
"Hmmm," Obi-Wan said, stroking his beard.
"You know what he said to me, right before I came in here?" Ahsoka asked, then continuing before Obi-Wan could answer. "I was flicking at my braid, and he said 'That's really irritating. If you can't sit still, go find Obi-Wan. Maybe he'll put up with you.' It seems we're growing apart when we're supposed to be growing closer."
"How long has this been going on?" Obi-Wan asked. Ahsoka sighed.
"A couple weeks." she replied, seeming rather down.
"I'll go talk to him. You try to get some rest. It's a little while yet to Rodia, so we have time." Obi-Wan suggested, then left the room, closing the door behind him. Ahsoka got up and walked to the bunk against the far wall; her's and Anakin's. She climbed up the ladder and laid down, then burst into tears. Ahsoka cried herself to sleep.
...
"Anakin, what's going on with you and Ahsoka?" Obi-Wan asked, coming into the cockpit and sitting in the co-pilot's seat.
"Nothing." Anakin replied, not looking at Obi-Wan.
That's not what I heard from your Padawan. She said you snap at her all the time and nothing she does pleases you. She feels you and her are growing apart." he said, putting the ship on autopilot and turning Anakin's chair to face him. Anakin scowled. "I want to know what's going on."
"Nothing." Anakin snapped. "Can I go back to flying the ship now?" Anakin tried to turn, but Obi-Wan's steady hand on his arm prevented him from doing so.
"No. I want to know what's wrong."
"Where's Ahsoka?"
"In the cabins. Do you want me to get her?"
"Yes."
Obi-Wan walked out and back to the cabins. His hand was about to knock when he heard quiet whimpers coming from within. He decided to leave the Padawan be, so he returned to the cockpit.
"Anakin, she's crying herself to sleep. I left her be. She's really upset. Obviously whatever you're doing is hurting her." Obi-Wan said quietly.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Anakin said, still refusing to look at Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan departed, leaving Anakin. He returned to the crew quarters, where the whimpering had subsided. He quietly opened the door, where Ahsoka was tossing and turning on her bunk.
"Still got the fidgets, huh, youngling?" he asked softly, sending a calming Force-wave towards the restless Padawan. Ahsoka stilled and slept peacefully.