Hey! I have decided that Hamiltrash only has 4 more chapters. That means that when I'm done I'll have done half of Hamilton! :D
I'll do a fluff/humor seiries when this done. But for now...Enjoy!
Chapter 18: Best Of Wives and Best Of Women
Padme was no jedi, but she could sense her husband was very stressed.
Maybe it was the war. Maybe it was being 'The Chosen One'. Maybe it was the pressure of teaching Ahsoka. Padme knew that Anakin needed something to cheer him up.
She woke up at some unholy hour of the Coruscant day. Since Padme didn't have a senate meeting that day, she could have slept in WAY later. But Anakin had to wake up early, so she decided to make his special breakfast early.
First she started on the pancakes. Padme got out the mix, water, and an egg. Then the ingredients were stirred all together. At least the batter wasn't all liquid-y, Padme thought as she flipped the first four pancakes. The smell was AMAZING.
After she had formed a tall tower of pancakes, Padme quickly darted into their room to check on her husband. He was still peacefully sleeping. Anakin turned over and muttered, "Come back to sleep." as if he knew his wife was already awake. She quietly giggled. Anakin was hopefully going to be happily surprised.
Second, she got out the bacon that was thawing in the fridge. It sizzled pleasingly in the skillet. The smell made Padme very hungry. Eventually she would get to eat. After the bacon was done cooking, she fried an egg in the bacon fat; the breakfast would be even more delicious now.
She placed everything on a plate. It resembled a city skyline. A tall office tower of pancakes. A bridge of bacon linked the pancakes and a stadium of an egg. Padme drizzled maple syrup on the pancakes and filled a stout glass with pulpless orange juice.
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Anakin woke up to find their bed bathed in weak morning sunlight.
"Good morning, my love."Anakin said, turning over to give his wife a good-morning kiss. Except...Padme wasn't in the bed.
"Padme?" he asked, worried. "Padme?" Anakin put on clothes and dashed out of the bedroom. Where could she be?
Anakin ran into the kitchen. There he found his wife sitting at the table, looking tired but very happy. On the side of the table where Anakin usually sat, there was a plate piled with the most scrumptious breakfast that would bring a smile to anybody's face.
He walked over to his wife and planted a grateful kiss on her forehead. "Thank you Padme. You are the best of wives and best of women."
There ya go! A bit of Anidala to start your week off right!