I'm sick. :'( And it's annoying. Bleh. And incredibly tired. GAAAH...I promised myself I would be productive today, but here I am at 3:18 PM, listening to Christmas music and scrolling through my Tumblr and Pinterest feed. *sigh*
Enjoy!
By the Fire
Ahsoka Tano was stretched out on her stomach, feet kicking back and forth in the empty air and chin resting on her folded hands. Anakin Skywalker was on the couch with Senator Amidala, nodding off. Padmé, on the other hand, was humming softly under her breath and watching the speeders race by out the window.
They were all gathered in Senator Amidala's cozy apartment. There was even a working fireplace – something that Ahsoka hadn't really seen beforehand. She had been stunned when the senator turned it on, flinching back at the sudden shoot of flames – but gradually, Ahsoka realized how much she loved the concept.
So that was why she was lying in front of the fireplace, basking in the warmth and snugness of the atmosphere. Every once in a while, Ahsoka would look over her shoulder to see Padmé and Anakin. Each time she did so – each time she spotted Anakin sleeping on the couch or Padmé waving at a passing speeder, Ahsoka's heart would light up.
There weren't such thing as attachments in the Jedi Code – that, Ahsoka knew.
But as she watched Anakin and Padmé, Ahsoka couldn't help but to think that if that rule was lifted, she'd feel at complete peace with the two.
A/N - I just remember reading something about how Anakin and Ahsoka and Padmé made up a dysfunctional family, so...yeah. I think that's what I was thinking when I wrote this.
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