Hey guys!! I have to go back to school tommorow, so wish me luck. Anyways, I'm really excited to finally post this fanfic. I'll probably post the next chapter either tonight or tommorow, I'm just in the writing mood I guess. This chapter gonna be really short, but I promise there's lots more to come!! Hope you enjoy and as always, have a great day!!
Anakin opened the door to his padawan's quarters, shutting it quietly behind him. He was greeted with the framiliariality about the room that was growing by day. The sun rose outside her window, behind yellow curtains that dampened the light and lit the space with a warm glow. Her small form was curled under a thin blanket.
He sat next to her. "Snips?" He whispered, gently starting to rub her shoulder.
She moaned-"Urgg.." - and saw him sitting beside her. "Master?" She closed her eyes and hid under the blankets. "Let me sleep."
"It's your birthday!" He whisper cheered, waving his hands in the air.
Ahsoka rolled her eyes. "No one celebrates eighteenth birthdays, stupid, go back to sleep." Then turned her back on him and tried to sleep again.
He took his hand off her and laid down. "Please, Ahsoka? We haven't done anything for your birthday the last three years, and I missed your thirteenth." He stared at the ceiling and rested his hands on his stomach.
She sighed. "How do you even know that it's today?"
Anakin chuckled. "I asked Master Plo."
"Why is it even important? We never celebrate your birthday."
He crossed his arms. "That's because I don't know my birthday."
She rolled her eyes again even though he couldn't see her face. "Again, why do you even care?"
"Uh…….because I do?"
"Uh huh."
"Because I want what's best for you." He answered sharply, putting her question to an end.
Ahsoka shrugged. "If it's that important to you, go ahead." She rolled over to face him.
His face lit up. "Thanks, Snips!" He leaned over, kissing her forehead and making her blush, then stood and ran out of the room. "You won't regret this!"
"I'm sure I will." She muttered affectionately to herself. "Wait-Master!" She followed him out of her room and into the hallway. "Yeah?" He stopped in his tracks.
"You're not inviting, like, a million people, right?"
"Of course not!" Anakin said. "Wait, how many clones are there?"
Ahsoka groaned. "Maaaster!!"
"Okay, okay!! I'll keep it below a million, ya happy?"
She smiled. "Very."
"Okay, you go get dressed, I'll go…" he trailed off. "I don't know, but you're gonna love it!!" He ran off.
She shook her head and retreated to her quarters.