"Woops!" Padme laughed as she bumped into a chair on her way in to Anakins bedroom. Anakin groaned. "Okay, lets get you in bed"

***

"Akanin!" Lyra came zooming into his bedroom and climbed onto the bed. He groaned and rolled over, his arms still wrapped around Padme's waist. Lyra crawlled towards him and gently smacked his face with the palm of her hand. "Akanin! Akanin! wake ups!" When she got no reply from him she got all excited.

Trying to sleep from his long night out Anakin grabbed his pillow from beneath him and pressed it over his head. Suddenly he felt the bed begin to go up and down, Shrill laughs rang around him. "Lyra, Quite it!" he groaned. Anakin heard Padme sigh angrily and move closer towards him. "Make her stop!" she hissed, her face showed pure annoyance.

"Lyra! Quite it!" he repeated, but that didn't stop her. She comtinued jumping, laughing and singing out songs that Anakin used to before her bed time. "...SING LITTLE EWOK, BEFORE YOU GO TO BED, THE MOON IS..." Padme looked at him and frowned. "Please tell me you didn't teach her that song" she whispered. Anakin nodded guiltily. "Oh, Great, you had to teach her the song that I hate the most!"

When Lyra didn't stop, Anakin finally sat up, he held his palm forward and stopped her in mid-air. Lyra looked very surprised, she looked around her and below her. Anakin raised an eyebrow as she pouted, "Dwop!" she cried angrily. "Drop!" Anakin gently used the force to place her back onto the floor. Now she was free to move Lyra began to sing again. "Lyra, Please settle" Padme groaned sitting up. Lyra looked at her and scrowled "go away"

"Lyra!" Anakin looked at her disaprovingly. Lyra came forwards and streched her arms up to signal she wanted to be picked up. Anakin lifted her into his arms, "Lyra, don't say anything like that again, you hear me?" Lyra looked confused.

"I tell her go way" her eyes made her look so innocent and sweet.

"Yes, I know you said that, but don't say that again okay?" Anakin waited for a response, and all he got was a shake of her head. "No! don't like her" she protested before running out of the room. Sighing he sat on the bed and ran his fingers through his hair. Before looking at Padme and saying a weak "I'm SO sorry" Anakin ran after her.

He eventully caught up with her and took her arm. "Lyra, Please..."

"Lets go off me!!!" she cried, "Lets go off ME!" her shrill voice grew louder. "GO'S AWAY!" Anakin gently let go of her arm.

"You want me to go away?" He asked as he kneeled in front of her. "You want me to leave?" Tears streamed down her cheek.

"You's don't want me anymore," she whimpered, her head hanging low. "You's want HER now!"

"That's not true, I still want you here, you're still my little girl" Anakin kissed her cheek.

"You don't love me anymore...You love's her!" She looked at him with eyes filled with tears. "Not true Lyra, I still love you, and Padme loves you to, she wants to be your friend Sweetie."

"She does?" Lya peared at him, biting her lip. "She wants to be friends...then she can GO AWAY!" Lyra ran off. Anakin bowed his head sadly.

Note: Finally up!!! Sorry for the L-O-N-G wait..hope people still read!