"But Why?"

"Because you ate all the food Anakin"

"Can't you take with you?"

"And have you sitting around, doing the hardest job of all, nothing. Ha, I think not."

"But you're leaving both of them with me!"

"No, no just Luke. I can't even imagine what would happen if I left Leia as well. Besides you can't handle her."

"I can too"

"WAHH"

Ten seconds later.

"Padme what do I do?"

"Give her here, I won't be long alright."

"OK"

"Oh and Anakin, don't eat what's in the oven either."

Anakin watched as the door closed. As the door closed he realised that his lifeline was going, that he was alone, all alone, with his son. But something occurred to Anakin. Or more so his stomach growled.

"Oh boy, man I'm hungry."

"Whooooo"

"Hmm, so you are too huh champ? Well let's see what we have in the Kitchenette."

Anakin picked up his son and the two Skywalker men went to see what was there to eat.

"I know your mom said there was nothing here, but for the exception of what's in the oven. What do ya say Lukie shall we go see if she was lying?"

The baby boy just looked up at his father and made a gurgling sound.

"Just what I was thinking, we must think alike."

After a second thought. " Phhhh of course we think alike."

They went to the kitchenette; Anakin put Luke in his high chair and opened various cupboards.

"There. Is. Nothing. Here. But there always door number two. In personators voice "What will the Skywalker boys takes, the fridge or the oven. In normal voice " We'll take the, um, fridge Bob. You can always rely on the fridge."

As Anakin was strolled to the fridge, he stoped for a moment. "Who the heck is Bob? Oh well."

There were a few minutes of rummaging.

"Gee whiz, your mom was right, nothing left, right annnnnd centre. So this is my lesson to you my son. If the second door does not open, just go for the oven."

Anakin slid over to the oven Jerry Maguire style.

"Let us take a look shall we."

Anakin looked up to look at his son. Anakin could not believe his eyes. His son was wearing a look almost identical to Padme, when she saw that Anakin was up to no good.

"You might think like me, but you are your mothers son."

Luke still had the look on his face.

"Ok here's the deal champ, not a word to your mom and I WON'T let you near Obi-wans cooking."

Luke made a noise, as if to say ' sure dad I won't tell if you won't'

Anakin opened the oven to reveal…

"Oh my…… YEAH, CUPCKES! Oh yeah, oh yeah, Lukie we hit the jackpot. Wahoo. Now here is my second lesson to you champ. Your mother makes the best cupcakes in the Galaxy."

Anakin reached for the tray that held the cupcakes, not bothering to cover his hands. As most sain people would know the tray would be hot, but not Anakin.

"YEOW"

He was so shocked by the heat that Anakin threw the tray in the air. This is when the law of gravity kicks in. The cupcakes, flew in the air and came down all around Padme's clean, sparkling kitchenette, nothing was kept clean not even Luke or Anakin.

"Um, err, this my third lesson to you champ-"

"Anakin I'm home" Came a voice from the other room.

"RUN!"

Will Anakin ever learn? When might we get some more characters in this story? Will Luke look like his mother forever?

We shall see in our next chapter.