Well, I'm certainly behind on the 100 Day Writing Challenge! O.O But I'm back now-the third word is 'sand'. I'm not afraid to admit that I got a bit behind, (due to a dumb writing block,) but inspiration finally struck.

Now, I'll admit that this story isn't exactly my longest, but it was definitely fun to write it. This isn't an Anisoka, (simple brother/sister relationship,) but I suppose it can be for those who put their Anisoka glasses on. XD It's kind of neutral...?

Reviews make the world go 'round! Constructive criticism would be great, but don't give me any flames, please. -.- And for goodness' sake, if you don't like humor fics, then don't read this. If you don't like Anakin, don't read this. If you don't like Ahsoka, don't read this. Just don't tell me that. :/ You'll just be wasting both your and my time.

Ahsoka Tano was bored.

Very bored.

And her master couldn't do anything to keep her from being bored.

It probably didn't help that Anakin was asleep, either.

Groaning loudly, Ahsoka flopped on the grass and stared up at the glaring sun. She wasn't quite sure what they were doing on Naboo, (again,) but for now, her master had pressed for the young apprentice to relax.

Which, of course, was a warning that something bigger was going to happen.

But at the moment, Ahsoka was feeling drowsy and slow from the warmth of the sun. She needed to do something. She wanted to get off the somewhat itchy, feathery plants and run or scream or make some noise…

However, Ahsoka didn't have anyone to do that with, so, for now, her options for entertainment were rather limited.

She propped herself up on her elbows and watched water cascade from several rocks just a couple feet away from Anakin.

Ahsoka stared at it for some time and then, an idea popped into her head. She smiled widely—really; it was a stroke of genius for stirring up some excitement.

Quickly kicking off her boots, Ahsoka ran to the waterfall and scooped up some sand and dirt from the shallower parts of the water. The wet sand and dirt was gooey and it was cold against the Togruta's skin, but she didn't really mind it.

The events that would happen after would make it all worth it.

Careful not to drop even a bit of the sand, Ahsoka hurried back to her master and dumped it over him.

"What the—"

Ahsoka giggled as she watched Anakin sputtering and startling out of his sleep. He sat up quickly and looked down at his tunic, which was now dirtied by the wet sediments that Ahsoka had thrown over him just seconds before.

It didn't take him too long to find out who the prankster was.

That wasn't much of a surprise, to be honest—Ahsoka and he were the only ones within a twenty mile radius.

"Ahsoka," Anakin was obviously struggling to keep calm, "please tell me why you decided to dump sand over me."

Ahsoka grinned but edged away by a couple of steps just in case if her master would suddenly pounce on top of her. (Don't laugh—it had happened several times.)

"You were asleep and I got bored."

"So, the perfect solution was to throw sand on me?" Anakin asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Hmm…it seemed like a good idea at the time," Ahsoka said in a mockingly-thoughtful tone.

Anakin stood up, wiping the rest of the sand off of himself. "Ahsoka, you know that I don't like sand!" He growled.

"Exactly—I thought that you'd wake up!" Ahsoka grinned cheerfully.

Anakin's eyes narrowed even more. "Ahsoka," he said quietly.

"Yes, Master?"

"Run."

Ahsoka winked. "You don't need to tell me twice," she said and within a second, she was running for her life, her rather indignant master close on her heels.