Anakin threw himself onto the couch. "She's mad at me," he groaned.
"You're going to have to be more specific," Obi-Wan murmured, opening the cupboard. He contemplated the selection of mugs, picked out three.
"What do you mean I'm going to have to be more specific?" Anakin asked, lifting his head.
"There are multiple shes you could be referring to," Obi-Wan answered. He opened the fridge, got out a carton of milk. Then he looked back at the cupboard, frowned. "Where did you put the saucepan?"
"Bottom cupboard," Anakin replied. "And what do you mean, multiple shes?"
"Well, you've either upset Senator Amidala," Obi-Wan said, ignoring his former apprentice's protest, "or you could be speaking of—"
The door slid open, and Ahsoka stormed in. Obi-Wan set the saucepan down just as she stomped through their quarters, slammed the door to her own room shut.
Obi-Wan looked at Anakin. "Ah." He opened the pantry door. "What happened?"
"Nothing!"
Obi-Wan looked at Anakin.
"Okay," Anakin muttered. "So I told her that she can't fly the speeder this time—"
"Well, she's young—"
"—because she's too short."
Obi-Wan paused. He looked at Anakin again. "Can't you adjust the—"
"Yeah, I know."
Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow. "So you mocked your apprentice's height," he said.
"Listen, it was just a joke—"
"It was not!" Ahsoka's voice came through the door. "You said it in front of everyone!"
Obi-Wan looked at Anakin again, who looked guilty. "Well done."
"Don't give me that," Anakin muttered, pushing himself off the couch. "You're just happy because I made fun of your height that one time—"
"Yes, but at least that time, we were alone," Obi-Wan mused. He looked down at the saucepan. "Ah. That's good."
"What're you doing anyways?" Anakin asked, walking over to Obi-Wan's side.
"I sensed there was something wrong with you two," Obi-Wan replied. He stirred the contents of the saucepan, poured it out in the three mugs. He shoved two mugs at Anakin's chest and jerked his head to the door. "Now go. A peace offering."
Anakin looked down at the mugs. "Hot chocolate," he said. "Nice."
"Which is something you clearly need to be," Obi-Wan replied pointedly. He shoved Anakin lightly. "Now go apologize to your Padawan."
A/N: even though Obi-Wan canonically cannot cook, I figured he could at least make hot chocolate without burning the kitchen down.
As always, reviews/follows/favorites are greatly appreciated!