The Fish and the Bird
Rating: G
Summary: Adamé tells Anakin a bed-time story about how Rimald came to be. I'm taking a break from my usual A+O fics.
Author's Note: Again for you "virgin" readers, this saga of mine takes place 3 weeks after the Battle for Naboo. Anakin is 10, Obi-Wan is 25, and Adamé is 25. (Read Tears on My Heart for a fuller explanation)
Misc.-Again, thanks so much to my posse of gurl readers. We've just met, but I love you all so much. Scatter: most likely you're right. We should start preparing from that phone call now. PJ: I WILL get around to writing you back. Just give me some time. Suzi-Q: There is a note to you at the bottom of this page. Oh, and R/R is most welcome.
Anakin reluctantly crawled into bed and watched Adamé straighten out the crisp white sheets. The image reminded him very much of his mother, whom he had come to miss terribly since his arrival on Rimald. Adamé had sensed his sadness and tried her best to play a motherly figure for the lonely boy. Anakin had actually come to love the princess like a second mother, and constantly wished to be around her. For several nights now Adamé had tucked Anakin into bed, knowing that his Jedi Master would not.
Anakin pulled the embroidered quilt up to his face and inhaled it's soft scent. It smelled of fresh flowers recently picked from one of the seven gardens.
Adamé sat down beside Anakin on the bed's wooden frame. "There now. All settled."
Anakin removed the quilt from over his mouth. "Would you tell me a story?"
"A story?" Adamé questioned.
"Yes. My mother sometimes would tell me a story before I went to bed. Could you tell me one too, Adamé? Please?"
"Well, I suppose so. What kind of story would you like to hear, Annie?" she asked him, a little unsure of herself, knowing she had never told a story, only listened to them.
"One where somebody dies!" Anakin said enthusiastically before noticing the look of bewilderment on Adamé's face. "You know, for dramatic purposes."
She laughed. "Of course. How would you like to hear the tale of The Bird and the Fish?"
Anakin smiled and nodded. "Please tell it!"
Adamé began, "Once, a long time ago, there was a planet that was made of gold and silver. It had thousands of species of birds and fish, and it was abundant in plant life. Organisms of all kinds also lived on this planet, but all existed in peace and harmony with each other."
"When is somebody going to die?" Anakin interrupted.
Adamé put her palm over his mouth. "Soon, Annie. Soon. Oh dear, where was I?"
"The part about the organisms and birds and fish existing in peace and harmony."
She nodded. "Yes, that's right. One day, a bird met a fish and they fell in love. And this of course was forbidden on this planet. You see, a fish may love a bird but it can never fly-"
"And a bird may love a fish but it can never swim!"
"Right! You're a smart boy, Annie," she continued. "but the two could not deny their love for each other and were married in secret."
"Wizard! What happened next?" Anakin shouted, sitting up.
"Well, the two produced a child."
"Uh-oh. Is he going to die?"
Adamé was now becoming somewhat irritated. "No, Annie. He's not. May I continue?"
"Yes ma'am," Anakin answered, noting her aggravated tone.
"Soon after their son was born, the bird became sick and died. There. Are you happy?" he nodded slightly. "All right. Now, this caused the fish much sorrow, and he died soon after her. This left this mutant boy alone, which caused a darkness to settle over the planet. Everything dried up. The silver turned into some gray stone, and the gold did not shine anymore, and was covered in dirt.
"Tell me more!" he insisted.
"Well, eventually the whole planet died. All life there ceased. Until one day when a young woman came to explore the planet and found the mutant boy-well, man now. She was amazed by him. He had wings on his back, and whenever he was immersed in water, scales grew on his legs!"
"Even more wizard!"
"The man and woman fell in love and everything on the planet began to grow back. The stone turned back into silver, and the gold became so shiny that it reflected the sun in the sky. The jungles began to flourish, and all creatures evolved again, even the man, who became a human like you and I."
Anakin clapped his hands. "Yeah!"
"The man and woman became the first rulers of the planet, and they forever praised the bird and the fish. And that, is how this planet came to be."
"Wait! That was a myth about Rimald?"
She kissed his forehead. "Yes it was. Here is where they lived for thousands of years, Adria. Haven't you noticed the massive statues of birds and fishes? And of course, that story is painted on the ceiling in my quarters."
"Wow!"
She kissed his forehead. "Sleep tight Annie."
"Goodnight Adamé," he replied and hugged her.
She helped him back into the sheets and waited until he was on his way to drifting asleep. She quietly blew out the candles and crept out of the room.
"That was beautiful," Obi-Wan complimented.
She gasped, surprised to see him standing beside the doorway. "Oh! I didn't know you were listening, Obi."
"Well, I wanted to say good night to him. You were in there however, and I didn't want to disrupt your storytelling."
"Oh.."
"He loves you very much. Like a second mother."
"Well, I love him very much, and I am honored to have him think of me that way. He is a gifted little boy."
He nodded. "Where did you learn that story?"
"When I was little, Hanno used to tell me stories when I was sick. This was one was my favorite story of all, and I would make her tell it over and over again just so I could memorize it. I remember the reason I loved it so much was because I believed in it. And I still do.."
"I see. You could almost hear that in your voice when you spoke."
"It makes Rimald that much more of a mystical place. I keep this story close to my heart, and whenever I am in trouble or very sad, I think of it."
He sighed. "I know this whole situation with the mercenaries and the senate revoking your postion has made you very upset. We will take care of this your Highness."
"I truly hope so. However, I fear by the time something is done, there will be no Rimald left to protect."
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Anakin reluctantly crawled into bed and watched Adamé straighten out the crisp white sheets. The image reminded him very much of his mother, whom he had come to miss terribly since his arrival on Rimald. Adamé had sensed his sadness and tried her best to play a motherly figure for the lonely boy. Anakin had actually come to love the princess like a second mother, and constantly wished to be around her. For several nights now Adamé had tucked Anakin into bed, knowing that his Jedi Master would not.
Anakin pulled the embroidered quilt up to his face and inhaled it's soft scent. It smelled of fresh flowers recently picked from one of the seven gardens.
Adamc sat down beside Anakin on the bed's wooden frame. "There now. All settled."
Anakin removed the quilt from over his mouth. "Would you tell me a story?"
"A story?" Adamé questioned.
"Yes. My mother sometimes would tell me a story before I went to bed. Could you tell me one too, Adamé? Please?"
"Well, I suppose so. What kind of story would you like to hear, Annie?" she asked him, a little unsure of herself, knowing she had never told a story, only listened to them.
"One where somebody dies!" Anakin said enthusiastically before noticing the look of bewilderment on Adamé's face. "You know, for dramatic purposes."
She laughed. "Of course. How would you like to hear the tale of The Bird and the Fish?"
Anakin smiled and nodded. "Please tell it!"
Adamé began, "Once, a long time ago, there was a planet that was made of gold and silver. It had thousands of species of birds and fish, and it was abundant in plant life. Organisms of all kinds also lived on this planet, but all existed in peace and harmony with each other."
"When is somebody going to die?" Anakin interrupted.
Adamé put her palm over his mouth. "Soon, Annie. Soon. Oh dear, where was I?"
"The part about the organisms and birds and fish existing in peace and harmony."
She nodded. "Yes, that's right. One day, a bird met a fish and they fell in love. And this of course was forbidden on this planet. You see, a fish may love a bird but it can never fly-"
"And a bird may love a fish but it can never swim!"
"Right! You're a smart boy, Annie," she continued. "but the two could not deny their love for each other and were married in secret."
"Wizard! What happened next?" Anakin shouted, sitting up.
"Well, the two produced a child."
"Uh-oh. Is he going to die?"
Adamé was now becoming somewhat irritated. "No, Annie. He's not. May I continue?"
"Yes ma'am," Anakin answered, noting her aggravated tone.
"Soon after their son was born, the bird became sick and died. There. Are you happy?" he nodded slightly. "All right. Now, this caused the fish much sorrow, and he died soon after her. This left this mutant boy alone, which caused a darkness to settle over the planet. Everything dried up. The silver turned into some gray stone, and the gold did not shine anymore, and was covered in dirt.
"Tell me more!" he insisted.
"Well, eventually the whole planet died. All life there ceased. Until one day when a young woman came to explore the planet and found the mutant boy-well, man now. She was amazed by him. He had wings on his back, and whenever he was immersed in water, scales grew on his legs!"
"Even more wizard!"
"The man and woman fell in love and everything on the planet began to grow back. The stone turned back into silver, and the gold became so shiny that it reflected the sun in the sky. The jungles began to flourish, and all creatures evolved again, even the man, who became a human like you and I."
Anakin clapped his hands. "Yeah!"
"The man and woman became the first rulers of the planet, and they forever praised the bird and the fish. And that, is how this planet came to be."
"Wait! That was a myth about Rimald?"
She kissed his forehead. "Yes it was. Here is where they lived for thousands of years, Adria. Haven't you noticed the massive statues of birds and fishes? And of course, that story is painted on the ceiling in my quarters."
"Wow!"
She kissed his forehead. "Sleep tight Annie."
"Goodnight Adamé," he replied and hugged her.
She helped him back into the sheets and waited until he was on his way to drifting asleep. She quietly blew out the candles and crept out of the room.
"That was beautiful," Obi-Wan complimented.
She gasped, surprised to see him standing beside the doorway. "Oh! I didn't know you were listening, Obi."
"Well, I wanted to say good night to him. You were in there however, and I didn't want to disrupt your storytelling."
"Oh.."
"He loves you very much. Like a second mother."
"Well, I love him very much, and I am honored to have him think of me that way. He is a gifted little boy."
He nodded. "Where did you learn that story?"
"When I was little, Hanno used to tell me stories when I was sick. This was one was my favorite story of all, and I would make her tell it over and over again just so I could memorize it. I remember the reason I loved it so much was because I believed in it. And I still do.."
"I see. You could almost hear that in your voice when you spoke."
"It makes Rimald that much more of a mystical place. I keep this story close to my heart, and whenever I am in trouble or very sad, I think of it."
He sighed. "I know this whole situation with the mercenaries and the senate revoking your postion has made you very upset. We will take care of this your Highness."
"I truly hope so. However, I fear by the time something is done, there will be no Rimald left to protect."
~*~*~
Okay, so tell me what you think! :o) Oh and Suzette, the smut is coming.
Rating: G
Summary: Adamé tells Anakin a bed-time story about how Rimald came to be. I'm taking a break from my usual A+O fics.
Author's Note: Again for you "virgin" readers, this saga of mine takes place 3 weeks after the Battle for Naboo. Anakin is 10, Obi-Wan is 25, and Adamé is 25. (Read Tears on My Heart for a fuller explanation)
Misc.-Again, thanks so much to my posse of gurl readers. We've just met, but I love you all so much. Scatter: most likely you're right. We should start preparing from that phone call now. PJ: I WILL get around to writing you back. Just give me some time. Suzi-Q: There is a note to you at the bottom of this page. Oh, and R/R is most welcome.
Anakin reluctantly crawled into bed and watched Adamé straighten out the crisp white sheets. The image reminded him very much of his mother, whom he had come to miss terribly since his arrival on Rimald. Adamé had sensed his sadness and tried her best to play a motherly figure for the lonely boy. Anakin had actually come to love the princess like a second mother, and constantly wished to be around her. For several nights now Adamé had tucked Anakin into bed, knowing that his Jedi Master would not.
Anakin pulled the embroidered quilt up to his face and inhaled it's soft scent. It smelled of fresh flowers recently picked from one of the seven gardens.
Adamé sat down beside Anakin on the bed's wooden frame. "There now. All settled."
Anakin removed the quilt from over his mouth. "Would you tell me a story?"
"A story?" Adamé questioned.
"Yes. My mother sometimes would tell me a story before I went to bed. Could you tell me one too, Adamé? Please?"
"Well, I suppose so. What kind of story would you like to hear, Annie?" she asked him, a little unsure of herself, knowing she had never told a story, only listened to them.
"One where somebody dies!" Anakin said enthusiastically before noticing the look of bewilderment on Adamé's face. "You know, for dramatic purposes."
She laughed. "Of course. How would you like to hear the tale of The Bird and the Fish?"
Anakin smiled and nodded. "Please tell it!"
Adamé began, "Once, a long time ago, there was a planet that was made of gold and silver. It had thousands of species of birds and fish, and it was abundant in plant life. Organisms of all kinds also lived on this planet, but all existed in peace and harmony with each other."
"When is somebody going to die?" Anakin interrupted.
Adamé put her palm over his mouth. "Soon, Annie. Soon. Oh dear, where was I?"
"The part about the organisms and birds and fish existing in peace and harmony."
She nodded. "Yes, that's right. One day, a bird met a fish and they fell in love. And this of course was forbidden on this planet. You see, a fish may love a bird but it can never fly-"
"And a bird may love a fish but it can never swim!"
"Right! You're a smart boy, Annie," she continued. "but the two could not deny their love for each other and were married in secret."
"Wizard! What happened next?" Anakin shouted, sitting up.
"Well, the two produced a child."
"Uh-oh. Is he going to die?"
Adamé was now becoming somewhat irritated. "No, Annie. He's not. May I continue?"
"Yes ma'am," Anakin answered, noting her aggravated tone.
"Soon after their son was born, the bird became sick and died. There. Are you happy?" he nodded slightly. "All right. Now, this caused the fish much sorrow, and he died soon after her. This left this mutant boy alone, which caused a darkness to settle over the planet. Everything dried up. The silver turned into some gray stone, and the gold did not shine anymore, and was covered in dirt.
"Tell me more!" he insisted.
"Well, eventually the whole planet died. All life there ceased. Until one day when a young woman came to explore the planet and found the mutant boy-well, man now. She was amazed by him. He had wings on his back, and whenever he was immersed in water, scales grew on his legs!"
"Even more wizard!"
"The man and woman fell in love and everything on the planet began to grow back. The stone turned back into silver, and the gold became so shiny that it reflected the sun in the sky. The jungles began to flourish, and all creatures evolved again, even the man, who became a human like you and I."
Anakin clapped his hands. "Yeah!"
"The man and woman became the first rulers of the planet, and they forever praised the bird and the fish. And that, is how this planet came to be."
"Wait! That was a myth about Rimald?"
She kissed his forehead. "Yes it was. Here is where they lived for thousands of years, Adria. Haven't you noticed the massive statues of birds and fishes? And of course, that story is painted on the ceiling in my quarters."
"Wow!"
She kissed his forehead. "Sleep tight Annie."
"Goodnight Adamé," he replied and hugged her.
She helped him back into the sheets and waited until he was on his way to drifting asleep. She quietly blew out the candles and crept out of the room.
"That was beautiful," Obi-Wan complimented.
She gasped, surprised to see him standing beside the doorway. "Oh! I didn't know you were listening, Obi."
"Well, I wanted to say good night to him. You were in there however, and I didn't want to disrupt your storytelling."
"Oh.."
"He loves you very much. Like a second mother."
"Well, I love him very much, and I am honored to have him think of me that way. He is a gifted little boy."
He nodded. "Where did you learn that story?"
"When I was little, Hanno used to tell me stories when I was sick. This was one was my favorite story of all, and I would make her tell it over and over again just so I could memorize it. I remember the reason I loved it so much was because I believed in it. And I still do.."
"I see. You could almost hear that in your voice when you spoke."
"It makes Rimald that much more of a mystical place. I keep this story close to my heart, and whenever I am in trouble or very sad, I think of it."
He sighed. "I know this whole situation with the mercenaries and the senate revoking your postion has made you very upset. We will take care of this your Highness."
"I truly hope so. However, I fear by the time something is done, there will be no Rimald left to protect."
\
Anakin reluctantly crawled into bed and watched Adamé straighten out the crisp white sheets. The image reminded him very much of his mother, whom he had come to miss terribly since his arrival on Rimald. Adamé had sensed his sadness and tried her best to play a motherly figure for the lonely boy. Anakin had actually come to love the princess like a second mother, and constantly wished to be around her. For several nights now Adamé had tucked Anakin into bed, knowing that his Jedi Master would not.
Anakin pulled the embroidered quilt up to his face and inhaled it's soft scent. It smelled of fresh flowers recently picked from one of the seven gardens.
Adamc sat down beside Anakin on the bed's wooden frame. "There now. All settled."
Anakin removed the quilt from over his mouth. "Would you tell me a story?"
"A story?" Adamé questioned.
"Yes. My mother sometimes would tell me a story before I went to bed. Could you tell me one too, Adamé? Please?"
"Well, I suppose so. What kind of story would you like to hear, Annie?" she asked him, a little unsure of herself, knowing she had never told a story, only listened to them.
"One where somebody dies!" Anakin said enthusiastically before noticing the look of bewilderment on Adamé's face. "You know, for dramatic purposes."
She laughed. "Of course. How would you like to hear the tale of The Bird and the Fish?"
Anakin smiled and nodded. "Please tell it!"
Adamé began, "Once, a long time ago, there was a planet that was made of gold and silver. It had thousands of species of birds and fish, and it was abundant in plant life. Organisms of all kinds also lived on this planet, but all existed in peace and harmony with each other."
"When is somebody going to die?" Anakin interrupted.
Adamé put her palm over his mouth. "Soon, Annie. Soon. Oh dear, where was I?"
"The part about the organisms and birds and fish existing in peace and harmony."
She nodded. "Yes, that's right. One day, a bird met a fish and they fell in love. And this of course was forbidden on this planet. You see, a fish may love a bird but it can never fly-"
"And a bird may love a fish but it can never swim!"
"Right! You're a smart boy, Annie," she continued. "but the two could not deny their love for each other and were married in secret."
"Wizard! What happened next?" Anakin shouted, sitting up.
"Well, the two produced a child."
"Uh-oh. Is he going to die?"
Adamé was now becoming somewhat irritated. "No, Annie. He's not. May I continue?"
"Yes ma'am," Anakin answered, noting her aggravated tone.
"Soon after their son was born, the bird became sick and died. There. Are you happy?" he nodded slightly. "All right. Now, this caused the fish much sorrow, and he died soon after her. This left this mutant boy alone, which caused a darkness to settle over the planet. Everything dried up. The silver turned into some gray stone, and the gold did not shine anymore, and was covered in dirt.
"Tell me more!" he insisted.
"Well, eventually the whole planet died. All life there ceased. Until one day when a young woman came to explore the planet and found the mutant boy-well, man now. She was amazed by him. He had wings on his back, and whenever he was immersed in water, scales grew on his legs!"
"Even more wizard!"
"The man and woman fell in love and everything on the planet began to grow back. The stone turned back into silver, and the gold became so shiny that it reflected the sun in the sky. The jungles began to flourish, and all creatures evolved again, even the man, who became a human like you and I."
Anakin clapped his hands. "Yeah!"
"The man and woman became the first rulers of the planet, and they forever praised the bird and the fish. And that, is how this planet came to be."
"Wait! That was a myth about Rimald?"
She kissed his forehead. "Yes it was. Here is where they lived for thousands of years, Adria. Haven't you noticed the massive statues of birds and fishes? And of course, that story is painted on the ceiling in my quarters."
"Wow!"
She kissed his forehead. "Sleep tight Annie."
"Goodnight Adamé," he replied and hugged her.
She helped him back into the sheets and waited until he was on his way to drifting asleep. She quietly blew out the candles and crept out of the room.
"That was beautiful," Obi-Wan complimented.
She gasped, surprised to see him standing beside the doorway. "Oh! I didn't know you were listening, Obi."
"Well, I wanted to say good night to him. You were in there however, and I didn't want to disrupt your storytelling."
"Oh.."
"He loves you very much. Like a second mother."
"Well, I love him very much, and I am honored to have him think of me that way. He is a gifted little boy."
He nodded. "Where did you learn that story?"
"When I was little, Hanno used to tell me stories when I was sick. This was one was my favorite story of all, and I would make her tell it over and over again just so I could memorize it. I remember the reason I loved it so much was because I believed in it. And I still do.."
"I see. You could almost hear that in your voice when you spoke."
"It makes Rimald that much more of a mystical place. I keep this story close to my heart, and whenever I am in trouble or very sad, I think of it."
He sighed. "I know this whole situation with the mercenaries and the senate revoking your postion has made you very upset. We will take care of this your Highness."
"I truly hope so. However, I fear by the time something is done, there will be no Rimald left to protect."
~*~*~
Okay, so tell me what you think! :o) Oh and Suzette, the smut is coming.