Ahsoka turned over in her bunk. She rearranged her blankets and looked at the chronometer.
0400.
She sighed.
"Ahsoka, what are you doing up there?" came Anakin's voice from below her.
"I can't sleep." she said quietly.
"Count nerfs," he grumbled.
"That's what everyone always says, and it never works," she moaned.
"Okay, fine. Stay awake."
"Wow, so compassionate. Good to know you care about my health, Master."
"No-okay, you're trying to sleep right now, right?"
"Yeah."
"And how's that working for you?"
"Not," she grumbled, hiding her face in her pillow.
"So if you want to sleep and you can't, maybe trying to stay awake will put you to sleep."
Ahsoka raised her head. "That is literally the stupidest idea I've ever heard."
"Try it, Snips."
"Fine, Skyguy."
Ahsoka lay there focusing on the idea of staying awake.
She stayed awake.
"Master?" she whispered.
He grunted back.
"I'm trying to stay awake..."
"And?"
"I'm really good at it."
He sighed. "Is this going to go on all night?"
"It's morning, Skyguy."
"You know what?" he groaned. "Why don't you go do something useful?"
"Too early to do anything useful except sleep," she whined.
Anakin sighed. Ahsoka heard him moving in his bunk. Then he got out and stood up. Ahsoka rolled over to look at him from the top bunk.
"Ha, I'm taller than you," she said halfheartedly.
"Let's go on a walk," Anakin said.
"Why?"
"Got a better idea?"
"Fine," she said, her voice straining as she sat up. "Let's go on an adventure." She rolled off her bunk, enjoying the brief look of panic on Anakin's face and his pathetic attempt to catch Ahsoka before he realized that she was doing it on purpose. She landed perfectly on her feet and followed Anakin out the door.
The two friends wandered around for a while in silence. Then Ahsoka turned to look at Anakin.
"Master?" she said tentatively.
"What?" said Anakin, fearing the worst.
"I'm hungry. Can we go to the mess?"
"You know, Snips, I could use some food myself," he said, smiling down at her.
There was no line in the mess, which made sense given that it was so early. Anakin and Ahsoka went up to the counter.
"The usual, please," Ahsoka told the droid. It nodded and came back with a tray full of bacon, ham, and sausages, along with a glass of milk.
Anakin stared. "Snips, that is so unhealthy."
"I'm a Togruta. We eat mostly meat. And besides, what are you going to have, Master? I'm sure it's not much better," she said, smirking up at him.
Anakin gave her a smirk of his own. "My usual, my good droid," he said. The droid came back with French toast, a biscuit with gravy, scrambled eggs, bacon, and orange juice.
It was Ahsoka's turn to stare. "Yeah, Skyguy... that's not much better."
"At least I have something other than meat," he shot back.
"I physically can't eat too much of anything other than meat!" she whisper-yelled, following him to their usual table in the corner.
"You know, Master," Ahsoka said as they sat down, "You seem to be very attached to this particular table."
"I don't think Master Windu or anyone else cares about which table we eat at," Anakin said. At the moment, he personally cared more about his biscuit.
"Why do we never sit anywhere else?"
"Nobody's stopping you," he said, gesturing to the vast emptiness of the mess.
"But I don't want to eat by myself," she pouted. "Togrutas don't like being lonely."
"I think you just can't bear to leave me because I'm so awesome," Anakin joked, striking a pose with his fork, a bit of biscuit poised on it. He stuck the bite in his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. "But sure, if you want." He put his fork on his tray and stood up. "Take your pick, Snips," he said, gesturing again to all the empty tables.
"Yay! Thanks, Master!" Ahsoka said gleefully, hopping up. She looked around and chose a table right in the middle of the mess. She put her tray down and waited for Anakin to arrive before she continued eating.
After a moment, Ahsoka looked up and said, "Master..."
"Ahsoka..." he said with the same inflection.
"Thanks."
"It's just a table, Snips," he laughed. "But you're welcome."
Ahsoka just smiled happily. "You're the best master ever," she said.
"You're not such a bad Padawan yourself, Snips," he replied.
The two friends finished their meal, enjoying the simple pleasure of a quiet morning together.
A/N: This was inspired by an incident the other day in which I accidentally woke up really early and couldn't go back to sleep. After about an hour or so of tossing and turning, I just pulled out my phone and watched the Clone Wars for an hour and a half.
I am planning on updating this story, but I currently don't have many ideas. If you have a request, leave a review-if it fits this story, I will probably do it. Also feel free to give me criticism on my writing.
I hope you enjoyed reading my story! Until next time!