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Game
Jacen focused, expanding his Force-sense to locate his brother. It seemed, however, that Anakin was clocking himself from Force-senses.
The game was getting interesting.
He received a tickle at the back of his mind that could have been his brother setting a tap. Anakin was almost too clever for this game.
The brothers were skipping lessons to play instead, because they felt that this was a more valuable lesson than Jedi bookwork.
Jacen moved silently through the jungle, listening and sensing for anything out of the ordinary. He felt the tickle in the Force to the left. He stopped and focused hard, debating the possibility of a trap one more.
The leaves above him rustled and Jacen looked up, seeing Anakin flying toward him. Jacen rolled and rose into a crouch, facing Anakin, who landed nimbly on his feet.
The two circled each other, eyes locked.
Jacen then leaped across toward his brother and Anakin slid under hi, fingers brushing Jacen's boots. "Tag."
Jacen huffed and stood, crossing his arms, glaring at his younger brother's smiling face. "I want a rematch."
Anakin saluted. "Done." He turned and vanished into the trees.
Jacen grinned and passed into the jungle as well.
(The brothers wouldn't trade their game time for anything in the galaxy.)