Disclaimer- none are mine, just my plot for those who don't like obi-dala
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A/N- sorry, but I really don't know what time period this is set in so just go along w/ it. k? {ew, gross i know,but hey, it's worth a shot}
~Amidala and her sick heart~
I would like to dedicate this to my good friend, Butter. This summer, she told me of how much she disliked the obi/dala fics. So I asked her if I could write one because she, herself, was pretty much unable to because it drove her CRAZY. So this is what I made. Or wrote rather, I don't know anymore, I'm just confusing myself.
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She looked out of the window, rain sliding down the glass, her warm breath obscuring her view. To all outward appearances, one might have thought she was depressed, but she wasn't. She was bursting with joy inside, because today she would get to see Obi-wan, the love of her life. The train came to a halt and Amidala stepped out. Obi-wan was there, but only out of duty.
"Master Kenobi, it's a joy to see you again!" she cried, meaning every word of it.
"And the same to you my lady. I am to escort you to the rooms you shall be staying in. If you'll please follow me?" he said politely, wanting to get this done and over with as soon as possible. I wonder how I ever got myself into this position, he thought to himself.
They came to her rooms, unloaded her stuff, confirmed when he was to come and escort her here and there, and said 'may the force be with you.' to each other before separating. Padme sighed as she closed her door, content with just being able to be near him.
Obi-wan was happy as well, happy to get away from the crazy woman. How many times must I tell her to stop? Well, if I act nice then just tell her plainly and openly that I don't love her, I don't love any woman, and that it's against my duty as a Jedi. She just doesn't understand does she? thought the Jedi Master to himself silently while briskly putting as many steps between him and what'sherface.
Two weeks later, Obi-wan just had to tell her because he couldn't keep on going like that and this is how it went.
"Oh thank you ever so much Obi-wan! I don't know what I might have done without you there." she fluttered her lashes at him and smiled. He grimaced.
"You wanna know something? I don't love you and besides, it's not my place to love, I'm a Jedi. Those of our order don't love. Got it?" he said snappishly, not even regretting a single breath or word of it.
Her heart seemed to snap and she grew up. The next day, she left as planned, but she matured rapidly and they were courteous around each other as friends. She still loved him in her heart, but not as much.
Obi-wan felt better and a bit sorry for Amidala, but got over it when he thought of how she used to always bug him. He never wanted that to happen ever again.
The End.
so what do you think? appropriate enough? more of a obihatedala fic if ya think about it. r/r plz! I want to know what people think. Thanx.
A/N- sorry, but I really don't know what time period this is set in so just go along w/ it. k? {ew, gross i know,but hey, it's worth a shot}
~Amidala and her sick heart~
I would like to dedicate this to my good friend, Butter. This summer, she told me of how much she disliked the obi/dala fics. So I asked her if I could write one because she, herself, was pretty much unable to because it drove her CRAZY. So this is what I made. Or wrote rather, I don't know anymore, I'm just confusing myself.
=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=
She looked out of the window, rain sliding down the glass, her warm breath obscuring her view. To all outward appearances, one might have thought she was depressed, but she wasn't. She was bursting with joy inside, because today she would get to see Obi-wan, the love of her life. The train came to a halt and Amidala stepped out. Obi-wan was there, but only out of duty.
"Master Kenobi, it's a joy to see you again!" she cried, meaning every word of it.
"And the same to you my lady. I am to escort you to the rooms you shall be staying in. If you'll please follow me?" he said politely, wanting to get this done and over with as soon as possible. I wonder how I ever got myself into this position, he thought to himself.
They came to her rooms, unloaded her stuff, confirmed when he was to come and escort her here and there, and said 'may the force be with you.' to each other before separating. Padme sighed as she closed her door, content with just being able to be near him.
Obi-wan was happy as well, happy to get away from the crazy woman. How many times must I tell her to stop? Well, if I act nice then just tell her plainly and openly that I don't love her, I don't love any woman, and that it's against my duty as a Jedi. She just doesn't understand does she? thought the Jedi Master to himself silently while briskly putting as many steps between him and what'sherface.
Two weeks later, Obi-wan just had to tell her because he couldn't keep on going like that and this is how it went.
"Oh thank you ever so much Obi-wan! I don't know what I might have done without you there." she fluttered her lashes at him and smiled. He grimaced.
"You wanna know something? I don't love you and besides, it's not my place to love, I'm a Jedi. Those of our order don't love. Got it?" he said snappishly, not even regretting a single breath or word of it.
Her heart seemed to snap and she grew up. The next day, she left as planned, but she matured rapidly and they were courteous around each other as friends. She still loved him in her heart, but not as much.
Obi-wan felt better and a bit sorry for Amidala, but got over it when he thought of how she used to always bug him. He never wanted that to happen ever again.
The End.
so what do you think? appropriate enough? more of a obihatedala fic if ya think about it. r/r plz! I want to know what people think. Thanx.