A/N: I think this may be my longest chapter 0.0

With a Blog

Ahsoka sighed, leaning her head back and putting her hand down. It had been a good day at school: she'd gotten an A in a hard class, had tacos for lunch, and Lux

had been able to see her karate session. Normally he couldn't because of baseball practice but today it'd rained. When Anikans mother had been alive she had picked

Ahsoka up after sessions now Padme had picked up that torch.

"How was school?" Padme asked cheerily. Despite everything at with Anikan, all the recent past, Ahsoka couldn't help but cheer up a little too.

"Ya know… pretty good."

"That's great!"

"Ummm… how was yours?"

"Awesome! You won't believe what happened." Ahsoka looked at her with a raised brow.

"What?"

"I got it."

"The internship? With Palpatine?" Padme beamed.

"Yes!"

"That's great!" For a moment, Ahsoka smiled. Padme couldn't hide her joy. She hasn't smiled much since Shmi died. Everything had gone down hill after that. She shook

her head. That was the past and things were looking up now. At least, she hoped.

"So, anything special happen today?"

"Got an A in English. Ate tacos. That's about it." She shrugged, looking out the window once more.

"An A in English? Well that's good, you're doing better! I'm proud." Ahsoka paused. She hadn't heard those words in a while.

"Thanks." So… I've been thinking of doing a blog."

"About what?"

"About Anikan." Padme flinched at the look of betrayal. "I-it'd be for Anikan. When he gets better."

"When?"

"I believe he'll get better. He still recognizes us. I think… I think we can still get through to him." After a long silence, Padme finally pulled into Obi-wans driveway.

Ahsoka went to her room in sulky silence while Padme grabbed her laptop and headed to the kitchen where the aforementioned professor awaited her with snacks

meant for Ahsoka. With Shmi dead, Anikan insane, and Padme waiting for a stable job Obi-wan took care of Ahsoka. As Padme flopped into a chair he gave her a

sympathetic smile.

"Bad day?"

"It is now…" He frowned.

"If my biscuits are that bad you don't have to eat them…" Padmes' head shot up.

"No! It isn't that at all! It's just, I finally got Ahsoka to smile…"

"That's a bad thing?"

"No, but then I mentioned the blog I've thought of writing." Obi-wan nodded softly.

"She didn't take it well, did she." It wasn't a question.

"I tried to explain but…"

"It's alright. She's still trying to deal with this, just like the rest of us. If you it will help you then I suggest you do it." The microwave softly dinged and he took out two

mugs of warm milk, heading over to the table.

"Are you sure I should?" She asked, taking one warm mug.

"Don't worry about it. I'll talk to Ahsoka." She smiled.

"Thanks Obi-wan."

Padme returned home shortly after this and now sat at her computer with a notebook opened at the beginning of all Anikan had told her, and so she began to type.