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"Can't you see how well I'm doing?!" Anakin flicked the turkey with his hand. "You must agree I'm a natural at this."
Padme laughed, "Okay Jedi."
There was a strangled sound from the other side of the room, "Anakin, get in here. Or else I'm going to go crazy!" At that moment Obi-Wan walked back into the room, Christmas-tree lights hanging from his shoulders and wrapped around his arms. For some reason all of the automatic bulbs had decided to go red. Making the flustered Jedi Master reach the end of his rope.
"Master, I'm sorta tied up." Anakin answered, turning back to the turkey.
"Oh, so YOU'RE tied up!" Obi-Wan's face was turning just a hue darker than the red christmas lights.
"I'll get my sister to help." Padme said, trying to assist the Jedi Master without giving him back his apprentice. Walked into the hallway and looked down into the living-room. "Sooooolaaa!"
A voice yelled back from the livingroom, "Whhhhaaaat!" "Help Obi-Wan out will ya!"
Sola walked into family room. "Oh I'm sorry Obi-Wan, I thought Anakin was helping you."
"Well, my Apprentice was kept from helping me by that dead bird." Obi- Wan explained, scowling.
Anakin gave his master a scolding look and held up the turkey, "Don't talk about Watto like that." He turned back to the turkey. "And you don't listen to him."
The featherless wings on the turkey jiggled pitifully.
"Anakin, put Watto down." Padme said sternly. However, the tone in her voice was of someone trying to lecture but wasn't doing a good job because the person who was supposed to be lectured was just too darn cute.
"Yes Anakin, put Watto down," Obi-Wan said, "And quit playing with the food." "Come Obi-Wan." Sola said, "It can't be that hard."
Anakin leaned over toward Padme, "For him, even changing a lightbulb is hard."
Obi-Wan turned from where he had been following Sola back to where the tree was in the family-room. "Look who's talking, you just named a turkey!" With that he again left the kitchen, trailing christmas tree lights.
"Well, at least I have an imagination!" Anakin yelled back.
"Anakin," Obi-Wan yelled back, "Get back to work."
"Yes Anakin, we've got to have a turkey for Christmas supper or else my nieces will be very annoyed." Padme stated.
"Why do we have to do this today?" Anakin asked, "Isn't the holiday tomorrow?"
Padme started to take ingredients out of the kitchen cupboards, "We get the turkey ready before Christmas so we don't have to do it on Christmas." "So we actually cook it tonight too?"
"No, we do that tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh." Anakin stuck his hand down inside the turkey again, and it made a squishy sound. "It SPEAKS!"
Padme laughed, "And don't touch anything unless you've washed your hands."
"How can I wash my hands without touching anything?" Anakin asked, an amused expression on his features.
"I'll turn on the sink and..." Padme stopped as she saw Anakin burst out laughing! "You're making fun of me again!"
"Sorry Senator, just couldn't help it."
Padme gave him another elbow in the ribs.
"Ow! I'm being abused." Anakin yelled.
It was then Obi-Wan's voice drifted back into the kitchen, "Don't tell me that stupid bird is beating you up Anakin. How will I explain that to the counsel!"
"Carefully." Anakin yelled back as he pulled a piece of innards from the half-frozen turkey, placing it on the side of the sink. "Is that all I need to take out?"
"Yup." Padme answered, readying the counter-top for the pie-crusts by sprinkling flour on it. "Just put it in the pot over there on the stove."
"Right." Gripping the large uncooked turkey Anakin began to walk across the room. Suddenly, he lost his grip on the bird and it plummeted toward the floor.
Padme gasped, waiting for the horrible end. However, instead of splattering all over the floor the turkey stopped inches from it and hovered just above it. Padme looked at Anakin, who was just as relieved and surprised as she was. With a flick of his hand the turkey rose up and over, settling safely in the empty pot.
"That must come in handy." Padme said, gesturing to the turkey with her flour-covered hands.
Anakin chuckled shakily, still relieved he'd been able to catch it. "You have no idea."
Padme nodded, beginning to turn back to her pie-work when she felt an invisible grasp around her waist pulling her along. Right into Anakin's arms. She laughed, putting her arms over his shoulders. "You are a sneak Anakin Skywalker."
"Better believe it." He replied, letting his forehead rest lightly against hers. Thier lips were less than inches apart, and just before they could connect- That's when Sola came back in, totally dissolving the moment. "Oh. Sorry." She said, blushing at being so rude. Anakin and Padme quickly went back to their 'just friends' mode and stood on opposite sides of the room. "What is it Sola?" Padme asked. "Well, it's just that I was in the locked room. And there's just a little bit of a problem." Sola answered, fidgeting with her hands. "What's that?" Anakin asked, un-knowingly putting his hand on his lightsaber. "There's more presents for Ryoo than Pooja." Sola admitted. Padme paused, then let out a long, "Ohhhhh..." "What is it?" Anakin asked. Padme looked up at him. "We're going Christmas shopping."
To be continued! (Hope you liked it.)
"Can't you see how well I'm doing?!" Anakin flicked the turkey with his hand. "You must agree I'm a natural at this."
Padme laughed, "Okay Jedi."
There was a strangled sound from the other side of the room, "Anakin, get in here. Or else I'm going to go crazy!" At that moment Obi-Wan walked back into the room, Christmas-tree lights hanging from his shoulders and wrapped around his arms. For some reason all of the automatic bulbs had decided to go red. Making the flustered Jedi Master reach the end of his rope.
"Master, I'm sorta tied up." Anakin answered, turning back to the turkey.
"Oh, so YOU'RE tied up!" Obi-Wan's face was turning just a hue darker than the red christmas lights.
"I'll get my sister to help." Padme said, trying to assist the Jedi Master without giving him back his apprentice. Walked into the hallway and looked down into the living-room. "Sooooolaaa!"
A voice yelled back from the livingroom, "Whhhhaaaat!" "Help Obi-Wan out will ya!"
Sola walked into family room. "Oh I'm sorry Obi-Wan, I thought Anakin was helping you."
"Well, my Apprentice was kept from helping me by that dead bird." Obi- Wan explained, scowling.
Anakin gave his master a scolding look and held up the turkey, "Don't talk about Watto like that." He turned back to the turkey. "And you don't listen to him."
The featherless wings on the turkey jiggled pitifully.
"Anakin, put Watto down." Padme said sternly. However, the tone in her voice was of someone trying to lecture but wasn't doing a good job because the person who was supposed to be lectured was just too darn cute.
"Yes Anakin, put Watto down," Obi-Wan said, "And quit playing with the food." "Come Obi-Wan." Sola said, "It can't be that hard."
Anakin leaned over toward Padme, "For him, even changing a lightbulb is hard."
Obi-Wan turned from where he had been following Sola back to where the tree was in the family-room. "Look who's talking, you just named a turkey!" With that he again left the kitchen, trailing christmas tree lights.
"Well, at least I have an imagination!" Anakin yelled back.
"Anakin," Obi-Wan yelled back, "Get back to work."
"Yes Anakin, we've got to have a turkey for Christmas supper or else my nieces will be very annoyed." Padme stated.
"Why do we have to do this today?" Anakin asked, "Isn't the holiday tomorrow?"
Padme started to take ingredients out of the kitchen cupboards, "We get the turkey ready before Christmas so we don't have to do it on Christmas." "So we actually cook it tonight too?"
"No, we do that tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh." Anakin stuck his hand down inside the turkey again, and it made a squishy sound. "It SPEAKS!"
Padme laughed, "And don't touch anything unless you've washed your hands."
"How can I wash my hands without touching anything?" Anakin asked, an amused expression on his features.
"I'll turn on the sink and..." Padme stopped as she saw Anakin burst out laughing! "You're making fun of me again!"
"Sorry Senator, just couldn't help it."
Padme gave him another elbow in the ribs.
"Ow! I'm being abused." Anakin yelled.
It was then Obi-Wan's voice drifted back into the kitchen, "Don't tell me that stupid bird is beating you up Anakin. How will I explain that to the counsel!"
"Carefully." Anakin yelled back as he pulled a piece of innards from the half-frozen turkey, placing it on the side of the sink. "Is that all I need to take out?"
"Yup." Padme answered, readying the counter-top for the pie-crusts by sprinkling flour on it. "Just put it in the pot over there on the stove."
"Right." Gripping the large uncooked turkey Anakin began to walk across the room. Suddenly, he lost his grip on the bird and it plummeted toward the floor.
Padme gasped, waiting for the horrible end. However, instead of splattering all over the floor the turkey stopped inches from it and hovered just above it. Padme looked at Anakin, who was just as relieved and surprised as she was. With a flick of his hand the turkey rose up and over, settling safely in the empty pot.
"That must come in handy." Padme said, gesturing to the turkey with her flour-covered hands.
Anakin chuckled shakily, still relieved he'd been able to catch it. "You have no idea."
Padme nodded, beginning to turn back to her pie-work when she felt an invisible grasp around her waist pulling her along. Right into Anakin's arms. She laughed, putting her arms over his shoulders. "You are a sneak Anakin Skywalker."
"Better believe it." He replied, letting his forehead rest lightly against hers. Thier lips were less than inches apart, and just before they could connect- That's when Sola came back in, totally dissolving the moment. "Oh. Sorry." She said, blushing at being so rude. Anakin and Padme quickly went back to their 'just friends' mode and stood on opposite sides of the room. "What is it Sola?" Padme asked. "Well, it's just that I was in the locked room. And there's just a little bit of a problem." Sola answered, fidgeting with her hands. "What's that?" Anakin asked, un-knowingly putting his hand on his lightsaber. "There's more presents for Ryoo than Pooja." Sola admitted. Padme paused, then let out a long, "Ohhhhh..." "What is it?" Anakin asked. Padme looked up at him. "We're going Christmas shopping."
To be continued! (Hope you liked it.)