Genre: Humor
Rating: K plus
Summary: AU. Obi-Wan finds out about Anakin's little secret, and goes ballistic.
Hopefully, this would be a simple mission. Obi-Wan rather liked Senator Amidala, and didn't want to see her get killed.
The older Jedi clutched the holopad to his chest, hurrying through the Senator apartment building. Not running. Of course not. He had his reputation to maintain, especially here, among so many Senators. Instead it was a brisk walk, one that spoke of an important mission.
In the elevator, he looked over the part that he was allowed to see. Even with something meant for the Jedi, the Senate had to be careful. Who knows who could get their hands on the information after the disposal, or even during transaction?
Finally, the elevator stopped at the fifth level. Obi-Wan hurried along, grateful for the emptiness of the hallway. Briefly, his mind flashed to his former apprentice. He had been missing from the Temple for a few hours now. Wherever he was, Obi-Wan hoped he wasn't causing too much trouble.
At the door, he paused for a moment. Was that a flicker of Anakin's presence, or just his imagination? Never mind. This was too important. He pushed open the door.
Well, at least he knew where his apprentice was.
Both Senator Amidala and Anakin were here, and both wore expressions of absolute mortification. Anakin also wore what seemed to be lipstick marks all over his face.
Stay calm, stay calm. This was a problem that would be solved by the Jedi Council, not by him. Stay calm. Breathe. Breathe. Keep your emotions under control.
"ANAKIN!"
