Okay, you requested this back in December of last year, and it took an embarrassingly long amount of time to get it to you, ErinKenobi2893! But, erm, yeah. There may or may not have been a couple instances of me making a bit of a mess while in the kitchen (but that time when I actually lit the stove on fire - in a bad way - doesn't... doesn't count. That never happened). Anyway, enjoy!


Anakin sat at on one of the barstools in the kitchen, his head resting in his hands atop the counter as he watched Obi-Wan mashing tubers for dinner. Finally, he picked up his head. "Master, is there anything I can help with?"

"NO!" Obi-Wan exclaimed, a little too quickly. He cleared his throat, a very light pink dusting his cheeks above his beard. "Er, no, Anakin," he amended, turning back to his task. "There's really nothing for you to do right now. Especially after last time."

"…In fact, I may not ever let you back in the kitchen unsupervised…."