-1Disclaimer: Well, I'll keep this short but sweet. I do not own star wars or any Jedi used in this fan-fic.

Also I do not own the loveable Astro-droid known as R2-D2. George lucas owns them all and I'm only borrowing them for my own evil ideas. (plus the bunnies put me up to it)

Anyway, enjoy the fic.

R2-D2 sighed to himself. Another year gone. Even though he knew droids didn't get older, he still felt his circuits start to age. R2 clicked to himself as he remembered his first year in service. He had never had so many cocktails in his life. Though how he woke up with that protocol droid was beyond him.

The perky Astro-mech rolled his way into the kitchen, where his owner, the Jedi Anakin skywalker, was sitting having a light breakfast before his master and friend obi-wan Kenobi woke up.

Anakin frowned to himself, ever since he woke up he had the feeling he had forgotten something, yet the only things he could think of were lightsaber practice and diplomatic meetings. He also knew he wouldn't forget either of them since the "help" master Yoda had given him when he was late to either last time.

He looked up as R2-D2 entered the kitchen with a fanfare of beeps. Anakin looked with confusion as the droid rolled over to him, mechanical arm outstretched, as if expecting something.

"What is it R2?" Anakin asked, now really confused. "Do you need something for a repair?"

R2 responded to this by reaching out and hitting the Jedi's arm, enjoying the look on his master's face.

Anakin jumped out of his seat as the little droid chased him around the room. R2 was annoyed. He just couldn't understand why Anakin forgot his birthday year after year. Surely he would remember by now?

Anakin dodged the Astro-mechs blows with cunning precision, unsure as to why R2 was acting this way. Frantically the Padawan tried everything he could think of to get him to stop.

Only to fail every time.

Anakin was trapped. R2 had him cornered. Just as the droid was about to deliver the final blow…

"R2! Leave him alone!" the commanding tone of obi-wan Kenobi ripped through the quarters. R2 meekly went over to the Jedi master, leaving the Padawan speechless as Obi-wan gave the Droid a coupon for the Droid day spa. R2 whistling an exited "thank you".

"Master?" Obi-wan turned around to see his Padawan still pressed flat against the wall

"You didn't forget R2's birthday again, did you Anakin?"

"I-" Anakin was speechless as he finally remembered what he had forgotten. R2 came over to him, floating two inches from his face.

"I'm sorry for forgetting your birthday, R2" Anakin said.

R2 beeped in response something that, had C-3PO been around to translate, would have meant; "Don't do it again, or ill go on strike."

R2 then rolled behind the Padawan, giving him one last hit to the back of his leg before rolling into the distance.

Leaving one very amused master and a very disgruntled Padawan in his wake.

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Till the next fan-fic then, same bat time, same bat place.

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