Senator Padme Amidala turned off the sink and looked in the mirror. She jumped at her reflection, forgetting she had a facial cleansing mud mask on and a towel in her hair. Laughing at her self she opened the door from the bath room and stopped when the door opened just a crack. She was facing an enormous, brown, hairy insect with eight legs. She bit her lip and frowned. She hated dealing with bugs, there were just so…ugh. And she couldn't get passed the door with out stepping over the bug, plus calling some one would make her look weak.

She frowned harder and had a stare off with the spider. Then she looked around, there was absolutely nothing there to hit the spider with, and she was bare foot wearing nothing but a towel. After a moment she sighed and backed up against the wall, ready to make a running jump over the spider.

One, two, THREE the former queen ran to the door and practically flew over the spider.

Smiling triumphantly, Padme put on clothes, forgetting all about the spider. As she turned to get make up from the bath room, she screamed and jumped onto the bed, staring at the spider still sitting there. Once again feeling stupid, she put her hands on her hips and tried to guess what she should do.

I should-

Her trail of thought was interrupted by the door flying open, revealing Anakin in battle stance, light saber drawn and chest heaving.

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Anakin had arrived at Naboo escorting the senator to her home planet only days previously.

He had been sitting in his private quarters enjoying breakfast and looking over the beautiful landscape of Naboo. He was positive it was the most beautiful planet to exist, except the angels home. He smiled to himself as he remembered calling Padme an angel when they first me. It had been long sense then.

Just as he took a drink of orange juice there was a sudden scream in his head, coming from Padme's room. The orange juice spewed from his mouth. He was already half way there. In a matter of seconds he kicked the door open to find Padme standing on the bed, panicked, with some sort of a strange looking turban on her head, and dried green clay spread across her face.

"Padme?" Anakin asked.

"Anakin, look out!" Padme screamed pointing to the floor. He followed her gaze to the place on the carpet. Trying to hide his smile, he pointed at the spider. It fell over and began floating towards the trash can.

"Any thing else?" he said, not bothering to hide his grin. Padme blushed behind her clay mask.

"No." she answered in a small voice. Anakin laughed and left the room.

I swear, I'm going to marry her some day. Thought Anakin as he shut the door behind him, still laughing.