Day 5- Anidala: Footsies
Anakin hated attending formal dinners. Especially when they involved politics. Why he and Obi-wan were even here was beyond him. Jedi protection he supposed, but still in all, it seemed a waste of time. He put a forkful of food in his mouth and tried not to make a face. Not because the food was bad, just because of the situation.
The only advantage to being here was that he could see Padmé, sitting across from him, looking beautiful as always. He smirked, maybe later tonight they could steal away to her place. That would be nice.
Though, as much as Anakin would love to simply eat and stare at her, that would be strange, and she was busy talking anyway. Or at least paying attention to the topic. He personally had stopped paying attention long ago, completely uninterested and doubtful anyone would ask for his opinion anyway. People had before, and generally didn't like them. And overall, he was alright with not having to participate. He didn't understand politics.
However, dinner was getting boring, and he was bored. He reached under the table with his foot and found Padmé's, kicking her lightly. She responded with a similar light kick, though that was most likely a nonverbal warning, as she was clearly trying to pay attention.
Anakin rolled his eyes, took a bite of dinner, and tried again. He saw a smirk begin to form on his wife's lips, but got a kick again signaling him to stop. He too smirked and mimicked her as she picked up her drink in an effort to regain her composure.
By the time her goblet was on the table any sign of the smirk was gone. Anakin frowned.
"That won't do at all," he thought, a smirk returning. He reached out again with his feet, kicking her again. This time she actually side glanced at him, glaring yet another warning. However, the young man's smirk only grew as he did it again.
Padmé rolled her eyes and slapped his foot with hers. However, Anakin knew he had her engaged and was not going stop.
The young Jedi's stubbornness resulted in a small foot fight between him and his wife. Personally, he found it to be thoroughly hilarious, though he could see underneath Padmé's now amusement, there was still a degree of annoyance. And she still kept glancing over at him, clearly asking him to stop. Which Anakin had no intention of doing.
A few minutes of this went on, the majority of the dinner participants oblivious to the couple's behavior. Obi-wan was the only one who seemed to notice and mentally warned Anakin that he should stop, before something happened.
Naturally, Anakin ignored him.
Obi-wan rolled his eyes and when Anakin said "ow," (perhaps a little louder than either he or Padmé intended when she kicked him), the older Jedi simply took a sip of his drink while the rest of the senators stared at Anakin.
"Sorry about that, ladies and gentlemen," Anakin said with a flourish while rubbing the back of his neck. "You see, I, uh, just got new boots and they're tight. Made my feet fall asleep. It hurt and, um, it caught me by surprise."
Obi-wan nearly spluttered at the lie, and the dry look Padmé gave Anakin nearly made him choke. He found these dinners to be about as boring as Anakin found them to be, but things just got a little more interesting.
Obi-wan took another sip. No knowing where this might lead.