Jinn-Kenobi
"There's been some trouble. It's the Jinn-Kenobi team."
If Yoda had a credit for every time he'd heard that phrase, he'd never need to bet on Sabaac again. He wasn't really surprised, not truly. Qui-Gon Jinn was part of his Line, and had run Master Dooku ragged while he was a padawan. Many nights the elder Master had been visited by Dooku, his former padawan, at his wits end.
And now, the Master was teaching the Padawan to be just as troublesome. Talented, professional, one might even say exceptional Jedi. But troublesome nonetheless.
They had become so infamous throughout the Temple, that the Healer building itself seemed to groan when they saw the Jinn-Kenobi team approach. Yoda had a hunch that Qui-Gon wouldn't call a mission successful until he had sustained at least one major injury.
In truth, Yoda didn't know what shenanigans they were constantly up to, or how they managed to stay in one piece, but he thanked the Force that they had managed to find each other. Obi-Wan had brought Qui-Gon out of the darkness, and Qui-Gon was crafting a fine Jedi and a fine young man.
He just hoped that when young Kenobi took a padawan, they would be far less trouble. Hopefully.
Ani
It was a simple word, barley a syllable. But Anakin loved it.
He went by many names. He loved 'Padawan', detested 'Young Skywalker' but he preferred 'Ani' over all of them.
When Obi-Wan said it, his voice would change. He seemed softer, more relaxed. Less of a Jedi, and more of a man. When Obi-Wan said it, Anakin felt like nothing had changed, he was ten years old again, chasing his dreams. When Obi-Wan said it, Anakin thought of his mom. He pictured her standing beside the elder Jedi, imagined them all living together, dreamed of a family that he would never have.
Obi-Wan said it in good times and in bad. It was exasperated, affectionate, reassuring, and sometimes disappointed. But Obi-Wan never yelled it. Simply spoke, with the voice that could turn the tide of an entire war.
When Obi-Wan said it, Anakin knew everything would be okay.
And that was all he ever wanted.
Snips
Ahsoka was not good at negotiating. Especially when she was little, things would slip out, things that were never meant to be shared. As her Master so often reminded her, her mouth could get her into serious trouble. In fact, her mouth made a name for herself, one that would stick for life.
Anakin admired his apprentice's attitude and bite; she was snippy through and through. It was just as quick and sharp as she was, and it never failed to make her smile. Whether he was shouting it across the battlefield or whispering it in the silence of the medbay, it fit her.
As she got older, he found himself using it less and less. She became 'Commander, Padawan, Ambassador.' Or even 'Traitor'.
But even through the darkness, Anakin held onto her. No matter what they went through, she was still Ahsoka. Still his Padawan. Still his fierce, courageous, laughing, bright-eyed Snips.
And that was one thing he still had. Nothing, not even the damn war could take it from him. As long as he was Skyguy, she would be his Snips.
Always.
Author's Note: I know I said I would be away for a few days, but tomorrow is Star Wars Day so I had to update. I hope you enjoy the latest chapter, and thank you so much for your patience and all your kind words. I love writing every word. Have a great day, and May the Fourth Be With You!