A/N: Sorry about no updates but I have more stories to update. This will be short as it says in the summary. Also, these will be rañdom stories by chapter 3.
Disclaimer: NO. I wish.
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Padmé sat up in her 'bed' that was moreso a table. Anakin looked down.
Padmé blushed. "And that is why you shouldn't disturb new mothers General Skywalker!"
Yoda came closer. "More to this, than Skywalker disturbing you, there is. Tell us, why don't you?"
Obi-Wan came closer also. "Anakin, are you the father?"
"Yeah, and I'd like bantha steak." Bail Organa told the droid doctor.
The doctor came to Padmé. "How do you want the babies to be fed?"
Padmé stopped and started thinking. "Formula for now, thank you." She looked at Anakin and raised her eyebrow. Should we tell them? She asked her husband through the Force.
That would be the best idea. Anakin responded.
"How long has your... little... affair been going on?" Obi-Wan asked.
"No. 3 years ago after Geonosis, Padmé and I married on Naboo. Don't kill me!" Anakin said, truthfully.
Bail cleared his throat. "Well... when will my bantha steak come?"
"You know Bail; if you're uncomfortable, you can leave." Padmé informed.
"After my bantha comes." Bail said, obviously uncomfortable.
"Young Skywalker, be expelled, you will not, married to Yaddle , I was. Changle the rule, we should. Because of her, I think, premonitions you had hmm?" Yoda said.
"What?" Anakin asked. "You married? The death of Sidious stopped the nightmare. What am I saying."
"I am confused. So Yoda married Yaddle, Anakin married me, he's still a Jedi and Bail is hungry, right?" Padmé asked.
"Yoda screwed it up for me." Obi-Wan agreed.
"Young Skywalker, make you Grand Master, I will."
"I can change the rule?" Anakin asked.
"Yes. Deserve special treatment, no one does."
"Will I have to speak like you?"
"You do not, no."
"Yesssssss!" Anakin cheered.
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Sorry, that was abrupt, and confusing, but I'm in a rush. There wasn't that much to get out of this chapter. So basically bye!
