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There was almost a giddiness in the air. Anakin looked to Ashoka, who shrugged as she ate her bao. Obi-wan was in his full regalia, almost primping. Even the apartment was overly cleaned. At least on Obi-wan’s side. 

The fridge was stocked with way more food than usual. “Okay, I’ll bite. What  is going on with you, Master?” Anakin asked taking a sip of caff. “Suddenly you’re in temple best and the apartment is overly cleaned.” 

“Skyguy is right. You’re acting like a princess is coming to stay with us.” Ahsoka pointed out pointing her chopsticks at Obi-wan now. “Wait is Padme coming to vist us?” She asked excitedly. 

“Padme is a Queen Snips, besides I don’t think she would be over joyed in staying in a jedi temple.” Anakin ruffled Ahsoka’s head with a small smile. Padme was a sore subject for Anakin at the moment, she had rejected his proposal of marriage. Saying she did not see them as married, whatever that meant. They simply grew up into different people. 

Obi-wan put the kettle on for a cup of tea. “I am being honored with a youngling. We are in the begging stages of courtship, if we match the child will become my future padawan.” there was actual excitement in Obi-wan’s voice.

“What do you mean courtship? You didn’t court me and Ahsoka and I matched to hard not to be master and padawan.” Anakin asked, not remembering most the culture lessons he went to as a child. What could Anakin say? Master Jocasta Nu was a very dull teacher until the subject changed to knights of the old republic or Podracing. 

“Honestly Anakin, I wish you had paid attention to those lessons.” Obi-wan sighed as he added the porg tea ball into his cup. “Ahsoka and you are a special case. There was no time for courtship. Normally, a Jedi master starts a relationship with a very young child. From a few months to a year. Their force mingles and become family. We call this stage a seedling.” He sat at the table. “I was much the same with Master Qui-Gon-Jin.” 

“So you’re going to be rasing a youngling? Like a baby-baby?” Ahsoka asked eyes wide. 

“Wouldn’t that be considered attachment?” Anakin added leaning back in his chair feet on the table. 

With a wave of Obi-wan’s hands, Anakin’s feet where off the table and he was now sitting like a proper gentalmen.

“Yes if the youngling agrees to me.” Obi-Wan actually sounded nervous. “This will be my first youngling, Anakin was already a child ready to be a Padawan. Then you joined Anakin as a teenager almost, it is unusual by tradition.” Obi-wan took a sip of his tea. “Its not attachment, its building trust and forming our training bond. Its a pure bond.”

“You’re getting a new padawan? You hardly finished with me.” Anakin grumbled. “Is this a gift from the council? For ending the clone wars?” Anakin leaned back in his chair (again much to Obi-wan’s disapproval)  with a snicker. 

“Don’t say things like that Anakin, this is as wonderful of a honor as being a member of the concil. Which might I add you’ve been given title of.” Obi-wan reminded not allowing Anakin to ruin his mood, the knock on the door caught Obi-wan’s attention. 

Ahsoka nudged Anakin. “Come on Master, Master Obi-wan is really excited.” she reminded him with a smile. “Let’s at least be supportive, you’re being a grump.” Ahsoka nudged him as she got up.

“Its hardly day break, I’m not a morning person.” Anakin grumbled but pulled on his dressing robe looking into the livingroom. 

“Master Kenobi.” Healer Che gave a bow standing at the door. “I regret to inform you that the chosen seedling for you has bonded to another master unexpectedly. Little Chi has chosen Master Jora Malli as her master. It was simply the way of the force, I wanted to honor you by telling you face to face.” she bowed again. 

Obi-wan bowed back, keeping his disappointment from showing. “It is the will of the force, I shall be glad. There will always be younglings, I will find another in due time. Thank you Healer Che. may the force be with you.” Obi-wan bowed again earning a bow back from Che. The door slid shut, Obi-wan physically sagged looking at the closed door for a long while. 

A metal hand, held Obi-wan’s shoulder. “Master?” Anakin whispered

“Oh I am fine, just disappointed. These things happen.” Obi-wan forced a smile a hand on Anakin hand. “It is the will of the force. Well now, the day is mine I suppose.” Obi-wan walked to his room to change clothing. 

Ahsoka and Anakin shared a look. Both worried now. 

A few minutes later Obi-wan came out of his room in civilian clothes. Gray shirt that was a bit tight, simple black trousers and a deep blue cloak. “I am going out for the day, I haven’t had a day to myself in a long time. Ahsoka you have studies in the library and Anakin, I believe you are helping with padme like normal?” Obi-wan asked while fixing his sleeves. 

“The Senator doesn’t need me, mind if I join you?” Anakin used the force to summon his clothes to get ready. Anakin was not about to let Obi-wan leave in whatever state he was in, Obi-wan was in casual clothes! Casual! In all the years he had been at the Jedi temple he had never seen Obi-wan out of robes unless they where on a undercover mission. 

“I really need to study, just bring me back something nice okay?” Ahsoka gave Anakin a hug first before giving a good hug to Obi-wan. Obi-wan always did something special when they hugged, he pressed their foreheads together.

“May the force keep you and bless you, starlight.” Obi-wan blessed her, the same way he did with Anakin. Even if the younger man towered over him, Anakin almost pouted when he didn’t get his blessing at times. 

Obi-wan and Anakin sent Ahsoka to her classes, lunch box readied and bag packed for her lessons. “Remeber to show them whos boss!” Anakin called after her. 

“Make good choices.” Obi-wan added as they waved goodbye locking the apartment behind them. “You really want to go with me?” Obi-wan asked seriously heading to the other lift to head to the entrance. 

“Why not? When was the last time you had a day off? Muchless us? So whats on you’re mind? Twilight baths? Silver hutts casino? Maybe a bubble bar?” Anakin was mostly joking but he had no clue what Obi-wan wanted to do to blow off steam. 

Obi-wan snorted “sadly much tamer, I have two tickets for the biodome nature exhibit. I was planning on taking Chi to this. She is a native to Corusant I believed it would be a good activity to bond over.” He explained producing the two tickets, both worth a lot of credits. 

“This could be a lot of fun, I went with Padme once. Really good food, Animals from the ground levels. Old tech that I would love to get my hands on. Even jedi artifacts that the temple has out on loan.-” Anakin stopped when he noticed Obi-wan was still looking at the tickets. “Master?” his hands where on Obi-wan’s shoulders making him look up. “Master its okay, there will be other younglings.” Anakin soothed.

“This isn’t the first time, eight times I’ve applied. Eight times I’ve been approved, eight times it fell through.” Obi-wan admitted “But this is the closet I’ve ever gotten, I will not do this again.” He sighed looking up and gave a sad smile. “I am very blessed with you and Ahsoka. Just the death of a dream is always hard.” Obi-wan held Anakin’s flesh hand. “Sorry I am just disappointed, thank you for coming with me. I enjoy my time with you.” Obi-wan rubbed the cornor of his eyes. 

“Love you too master.” He gave Obi-wan a quick hug. “Come on lets go to the biodome, there booze is really good. You need a drink.”

“For once I agree with you.”

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The biodome was beautiful, almost looked like it belonged on Naboo, not Coruscant. It was the start of the planet revitalization program. Showing the public what Coruscant could be. From the senite to the Jedi order, every body of government had a hand in this project. Many wanted the project to fail as well. 

Cloned native animals and plant life were growing over what looked like ruins. Little streams, clean air, insects, and fish as well. It was a shame that the biodome was only available for the ultra-rich. It had taken Obi-wan months to save up for these tickets; Chi was a Coruscant native he wanted the seedling to know her homeworld. 

Obi-wan leaned on the rail bar watching a toddler playing with her father in the garden. Happy squeals of joy and laughter and a big hug. She was overly excited about all the nature around her, shining like a star in the force. The child nor the guardian was jedi, but they were like little shooting stars in the force, only there for a moment before burning out in the sky. 

Obi-wan was jealous. 

Anakin approached with two drinks in one hand; the other held two Pirjanad tip yip wraps. “Here we go, two sayain blood moons and-”

“While I appreciate it, the food is outside our diets-” Obi-wan pushed himself up from the bar. “Why not? I was so strict with my diet to apply for the seedling; I haven’t had bread or booze in almost a cycle.” He took one of the wraps and the drink. “Thank you, Anakin.” he took a long drink of the spicy liquid. 

“What were the requirements for a seedling?” Anakin asked curiously, taking a sip of his drink but keeping close to Obi-wan while the other people enjoyed their day at the biodome. Anakin was leaning on the railing now, watching Obi-wan finish his drink; he cracked a smile. It was always a pleasure to see Obi-wan let go of the stupid rules. 

“First is a written formal request. The request has to be six pages in written ink with no misspellings or grammar issues with embossing from the grandmasters of the cashe. All 12 of the cashe grandmasters will require you to 10 hours of volunteer time with each master. You must earn their blessings.”

“...Master really? Padme didn’t have that much red tap-” Anakin started with a confused look on his face. 

“Once the request is submitted, you’re personal history is reviewed. From health to friends, credit handling.” Obi-wan pulled his left cheek to show his teeth for a moment. “To how many teeth you may or may not have.” 

He took a bite of his yip tip wrap, chewed, and swallowed. “You have to be in peak physical health, the right percent of body fat, so the jedi diet must be upheld with no slip-ups-” Obi-wan looked at the wrap. “That's really good.” he took another bite with almost a moan. 

Anakin passed his wrap to Obi-wan feeling the shorter man's hunger roar through the force. “Then you are approved for a seedling?” He asked, thinking that this had to be the end of it. “Master, it would be easier to rent a gestation tank.”

“Don’t I know it? Fun fact they don’t allow jedi access to gestation tanks. The jedi order has a ban to all ones of the force” He sighed and took another bite.

“The next part of the seedling process is home inspection and interview. Linage check and former students are reviewed. That’s when the request goes to the council, which they approve or deny. If denied, you must start the process all over again. Approved, you must make a deposit.”

“Deposit? After all that? They take your credit?!” Anakin was starting to lose his temper now.

“No, never credits, time. Deployment-” Obi-wan took another long drink. “It was why I am…was always the first choice for missions.”

“Did you -put my time as a deposit?” Anakin had to be sure.

“Anakin, I would never use you or Ahsoka like that. I would never make my padawans pay for my-” Obi-wan sighed loudly. “I sware on the force that I never used to use you both.” Obi-wan finished off the second wrap. “Then you wait and wait..wait again. Then you are called to the Cashe and shown a picture of a baby or toddler with the name” he set the dirty plates on the tray to the passing droid.

“And here we are.” Anakin finished pulling Obi-wan into a side hug; He was going to look into this now. The Jedi council had to be making this harder for his master for some reason; Anakin would find it. He swore he would; Obi-wan did not deserve this kind of treatment. 

“I don’t want to go through the process again; I’m tired.” Obi-wan was a little buzzed now. “Well, shall we? I think I have pouted enough in the food court.” He smiled at Anakin, not moving from his hold. Why not? It was nice. When was the last time he was held? 

Sweet snow in hand, sitting on the boat as the tour started. Obi-wan took good licks of the pink and blue treat. While the song played, this would of been perfect with Chi. She would of loved the burn bugs. 

“Master, you in there?” Anakin asked already finished his sweet snow before getting on the ride. He was board if Anakin was honest, last time he was here he was making out with Padme. He gave Obi-wan a nudge, getting him out of his trance. 

“Hm? Oh yes.” Obi-wan took another lick. “Thank you for coming with me, I'm sure a nature-themed child park is not where you wanted to send the day.”  he leaned on Anakin now, as the ride sang its silly song. “Master Qui-gon said when I was a boy, I would be a great jedi master. Train the best in the galaxy…and I have.” he was twriling his own hair now as he talked. 

“Damn right you have, I'm the best and we have Ahsoka together.” Anakin smirked letting his slightly buzzed master rest on him. 

“Watch you're pride, it's not becoming.” Obi-wan reminded but was smiling. “It's just…my turn I suppose. I've seen knight after knight, taken on seedlings, younglings. Masters that had not wanted a padawan in a decade take on seedlings suddenly.” he licked his sweet snow again taking a few moments to think. 

Anakin nuzzled Obi-wan trying to support the man who loved him so much. “You want us to be your family? Is that it?” 

“Yes, I don't remember my own…its all hardly a glimmer of memory now. I would have a family of my own, jedi I've trained and loved. A dream is a dangerous thing, padawan. If unchecked, it will rot you.” he explained to Anakin as the ride ended. 

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Ahsoka lit up as she came out of the spire of learning. Seeing her Masters standing outside waiting for her with a smile on both faces. She ran into Obi-wan’s arms giving him a big hug, before giving anakin one. “Hey! how was the trip?” she asked, looking between the two. 

“It was a wonderful time; Anakin helped me feel better.” Obi-wan said with a nod, true he was still hurting but it felt a tiny bit better. It was such a relief to talk about the seedling issues. “Oh right, I did bring you something.” Obi-wan held out a drawstring bag holding a small sapling of the main tree in the biodome, it was such a happy plant in the force and glowed a lovely blue and purple. 

“Aw you didn't have too! Oh! How beautiful!” she squealed looking at the little plant and simple bag. “Normally I'm not a plant jedi but how could I say no?” she loved it. Sending a question into the force to Anakin, who calmed her, promising her to explain everything later. 

“Tell me about you're day?” Obi-wan asked Ahsoka walking to the dormitory with her. Holding her study bag for her. 

Anakin walked a few paces behind dropping a small spy droid unnoticed. The small rock-looking thing awoke and changed into a spider like droid and hurried into the archives and the classified or redacted areas and searched.

Key words. Master Obi-wan Kenobi, seedling requirements, denial. Reasons for rejection, gestation tanks and lastly. Deployment deposit. 

Anakin looked back for a moment, he was almost scared what he would find. But knowledge was always power, no matter what the truth was. He took a few significant steps rejoining his little family. 

Back in line, listening to Ahsoka talk about her studies and…

“Why did you punch another padawan out?” Anakin asked, eyeing the padawan beside him. “You better have a good reason or it's leaves on the vibe for three hours.” he warned. 

“What? She pulled my lekku saying I should work at the twilight baths! So I knocked her tooth out.” Ahsoka huffed “stupid human brat-” she crossed her arms. 

“Forget punishment. That's a reward.” Anakin grinned at her before getting nudged by Obi-wan. “Hey-”

“We will talk to her master.” Obi-wan promised her, “but it will expect you to meditate two hours after dinner for this instance. Understood?” 

“Yes, Master.” both Anakin and Ahsoka said together. 

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Anakin looked into Ahsoka’s room, checking if she was awake. He grinned at the snoring teenager. Good, she was asleep; Anakin used the force to slip her boots off and tuck her in. He didn’t want Ahsoka to know what he was doing. This would be considered high treason to the republic; if he were caught, it would only be Anakin at fault. 

Walking across the apartment, Anakin peaked into Obi-wan’s room. His master looked beautiful in the moonlight. A thin sleeping gown in soft blue curled on his side, hugging a pillow. True sleep, not the light sleep of war where Obi-wan was straight as a board and ready to awake at a moment's notice. 

Anakin smiled; it was nice to see Obi-wan at peace. He used the force to tuck Obi-wan in a bit before shutting the door. It was time to check what his spy-der (get it) had found in the archives. Sitting on the couch and taking out a set of glasses. Anakin accessed the information. A lot of information was redacted. How annoying. Anakin frowned. Why was this so buried?  Typing in a few lines of code cleared everything up. 

Master Dooku

Master Qui-Gon-jin 

Master Obi-Wan Kenobi

Master Anakin Skywalker 

- Line compromised-

“ Line compromised?” Anakin mumbled, expanding the information. 

-Padawans flourish under these Master. Each Padawan is wild, unhinged, and uncontrollable. Causes problems, ignore orders, and struggles with Jedi code. This was confirmed by Master Skywalkers' guidance to Ahsoka Tano. under no circumstances should seedlings, younglings, or padawans are to be given to this line.-

Anakin almost couldn’t believe what he was reading; Anakin blew out some air and pushed his hair back. There was still more to read. Anakin tapped the next page of information. 

-Problem, Master Obi-Wan Kenobi applies for younglings. Denied because of line compromised. Knight Kenobi is not to be told of line status. He will leave the Jedi order, which is unacceptable. Solution: burn Knight Kenobi out, make him not want to apply again. The whole living line is medicated to prevent fathering or mothering children. The line will end with Ahsoka Tano- 

The jedi angina flicked at the bottom of the screen like it was mocking Anakin. It wasn’t just Obi-wan, but all of them? Line compromised. Line compromised. LINE COMPROMISED. Anakin rage built and built. He grabbed his cloak and boots; he had work to do. 

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Obi-wan yawned loudly as he brewed his tea, still in his sleeping shirt with his leggings. Another day off was almost foreign to him. A lazy rainy day. When was the last time this had happened? Obi-wan smiled at the memory of little Anakin. Eyes wide and pointing to the window, amazed by so much water. Just falling from the sky, wrapped in Obi-wan’s arms as they watched it together. 

Obi-wan took a long sip of his tea, turning as he heard the door open. “Anakin, you are up early Padawan?” He asked, setting the tea down and walking over to the soaked Jedi. “Here, let's get you warmed u-” A leather-gloved mecha hand grabbed Obi-wan’s neck and tilted his head up. Not choaking Obi-wan, but a hand pressed hard enough to keep him from speaking. He couldn’t move!

Anakin forced more than Obi-wan had ever seen him, held out his organic hand used the force to do something? His fingers twitched as something was guided out. A little tail poked out of Obi-wan’s nose. With a strong hand, Anakin grabbed the tail and pulled the creature out nice and slow with a slick pop. 

Gasping loudly, Obi-wan covered his bloody nose with both hands. “Anakin? What is that?” He demanded, watching the creature squirm in Anakin’s grasp. “How did you know I was…infested?” he demanded. 

“This is a parasite, one used by the jedi to keep jedi from breeding in any way. It bioweapon. This was banned by the senate, funny enough.” Anakin crushed it in his hand, sending a few sparks flying. 

“I couldn’t feel it? I scanned my body every day for anomalies.” The sparks answered Obi-wan’s question. Mechanical was immune to the force. “Why would the order do this to me? To us?” He cleaned up his nose. “Anakin, do I need to help you?” He only asked to rush over with a towel as Anakin pulled the bug from his nose. “Anakin!” Obi-wan pressed the towel to Anakin’s nose to stop the bleeding. 

Anakin crushed the bug again but leaned back, letting Obi-wan tend to his nose. “I looked into the archives,I grew suspicious because you were rejected so many times for a youngling.” He admitted. “The council has marked us as compromised, you ever heard of that?” He asked, looking to his master. 

“Yes, but only once. It was a treat to Master Qui-gon-jin; I wasn’t supposed to overhear.” Obi-wan’s eyebrows knitted together in thought. “I don’t remember what it was about; I was a youngling myself.” he shook his head, taking away the towel now. “The bug, explain that to me? How did you know?” 

“The report said sterilization. At first, I thought of going to the halls of healing. But they probably implanted these worms into us. So the jedi and republic were out, both share the same database for jedi.”  Anakin took off his gloves from the bloody mess.  “So I went to a lower level doctor and had a full scan.”  Anakin rubbed his nose now. “Low and behold, they found the worm curled around my brain. The next part was research on how removing it would damage the brain; I had to navigate the right path, if you will.” 

“How, how long has it been inside me…you? Us?” Obi-wan was shaking, 

“How long has it been since you've been turned on? Felt lust or want? I was fifteen since I had a random morning- well, you know. Just assumed it was part of growing up.” Anakin admitted blushing hard now. 

“Fifteen, that big medical check-up. The one that we were sedated for a full scan.” Obi-wan slumped into the kitchen chair, looking into his hands. “Ahsoka hasn’t had her medical yet. She won’t. This will be her choice.”

Anakin gave Obi-wan a look. 

“I’m not saying the worm. Just the choice to make love to feel it. Have children if she wishes. We will not take that choice from her.” Obi-wan slammed a fist onto the table. “The whole time, the whole time! Working so hard to bring a youngling home. Doing all these stupid requests I-” Obi-wan stopped feeling himself cry, touching his wet cheek and looking at it now. “I haven’t cried..”

Anakin pulled Obi-wan into a hug and let the older man cry from the betrail. From the lies and disappointment to the fact that Anakin pulled a parasite from his nose. Obi-wan hugged him back tightly like Anakin was his lifeline. 

It was an hour later; Ahsoka peaked into Obi-wan’s room. Looked at her masters lying in bed together on their sides. She walked over carefully. “Masters? What's going on?” she asked with a tilt of her head. 

“We will explain later, but for right now. We are emotionally raw. You may join us if you wish? It's nice to listen to the rain.” Obi-wan offered her, yes, the bed was too small, but a big snuggle pile was nice. 

“Weird but okay.” Ahsoka shoved Anakin over, curled up to his back, and sighed loudly. “The best place in the galaxy.” She almost cooed, snuggling into the soft sheets and pillows. “Master Obi-wan’s bed.”

“Tell me about it, Snips. Is this what you spend your credits on, Master?” Anakin stretched out a bit. “We need to make this a Tattooine sized bed. have you ever seen one of those Snipps? Takes up the whole room, and the whole family sleeps in there. Well, in my mind, it's a family.” He explained, tickling Ahsoka’s sides, making her giggle like mad. 

“Stop it! I’m not a youngling anymore. Hehe” She moved his hands off before relaxing. “Nah I like my room; you just want to sleep snuggled up with master Obi-wan.” she pointed out, making the adults laugh. 

“Maybe-”

“No, Anakin.” Obi-wan gave a yawn about to fall asleep. “Besides, you’re cold-blooded and will be all over me for warmth.” the mood was light. It was helping Obi-wan's busy mind. Soothing his soul from the rawness he was feeling. 

“What can I say? Take the man away from the sand but can’t take the sand out of me.” Anakin joked, enjoying the moment. Knew this peace wasn’t going to last. He could feel a war coming, just not one anyone was expecting. No sabers, blasters or armies could prepare the Jedi or the republic for what was coming. 

Anakin played with Obi-wan’s soft hair. He had to be ready for Obi-wan and Ahsoka. He would burn a path to their freedom.

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“We should tell Ahsoka,” Obi-wan whispered looking down at the sleeping teenager, holding out his hand shakily afraid of what he would find. He gave a weak chuckle “I haven’t been fearful since I was a boy.” He admitted looking to Anakin, maybe seeking comfort. “Isn’t that silly? So many battles, wars and this scare me.”

Anakin placed a hand on Obi-wan’s right hip and pressed behind him, holding out his hand beside Obi-wan’s. “This is what emotions are like, they’ve been muted for too long.” He whispered into Obi-wan’s ear as they started to scan Ahsoka. Carefully looking over the young teenager. “Feel anything?” He asked Obi-wan making sure he didn’t miss anything. 

“No, she's clean. The way the force has made her, but perhaps going to a healer is a good idea.” Obi-wan agreed to look back to Anakin now, looking a lot younger almost, the force was unhindered now healing his body. Jedi used to live a lot longer in the past. Obi-wan was hardly a young man for a Jedi. 

“If this is how you both are giving me the talk, I’ll pass.” Ahsoka looked up at her masters with an annoyed look. “Also never do anything with my body without my knowledge ever again…but knowing you two you must have been really worried.” She grumbled sitting up with crossed legs and now holding a pillow to herself. 

Both men blushed and looked at each other. “Slag, she's right. She’s not a little girl anymore.” Anakin admitted rubbing the back of his head now. “Forgive me Ahsoka? We should have asked you.” Anakin bowed to her feeling very guilty about this now. “It will never happen again, but we had a good reason.” 

Obi-wan bowed as well. “ being a master is learning from our students as well. We will be better Ahsoka.” He added before sighing. “Let's speak of this over breakfast. News like this is handled best with a full stomach.” He encroached his family to the table. 

Wait, family?

Yes, family. Obi-wan’s family.

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Ahsoka almost spat out her tea. “Wait? Bugs? You both were bigged? How did you not feel them? A jedi should-” She started setting her cup down a bit harder than needed to but this was crazy. 

“They are biomechanical bugs, you can’t feel them in the force.” Obi-wan explained, “we believe it was implanted during the big medical check before the trials.” He hardly got the words out before flinching when Anakin sat a jar of the vile bugs on the table. “Stars above where did you get seven of these horrible things?!” he almost gagged at the sight of the metal fleshy-looking things. “Barbaric, blasphemy!” Obi-wan snarled 

“It's not jedi like, but if you grab the right supplier and maybe some information. It's amazing what you can get.” Anakin explained before looking at Obi-wan. “Gods above it's about time!” He had a wild grin on his face. “You are finally angry!” Anakin pulled a now blushing Obi-wan into his arms, kissing his head. 

“It's so un-jedi! I can’t believe-” Obi-wan admitted covering his face now. 

“It's normal! having emotions are normal!” Anakin peeled away his master's hands.

“Adhem!” Ahsoka interrupted “getting back to the matter at hand, you have a jar full of nightmares. What now? Do we take it to the council? Do we leave? Take it to senator Padme and see what she can do?” She asked picking up the jar and making a face. “Wait…thats familiar,” she mumbled seeing some type of symbol. 

Anakin reached in with his robotic hand, killing it before taking the bug out. Locking the lid back quickly. Laying it on the placemat without a thought and took out his dura steel pocket knife and cut into it. 

Loudly gagging Obi-wan rushed to the kitchen sink, gagging again but not vomiting. “Such a vile horrible thing.” He walked back over with a dishcloth pressed to his nose looking over Anakin’s shoulder, his other hand passing a cloth to Ahsoka to cover her nose as well. She gratefully took it but watched her master at work. 

Pulling out the metal spine, Anakin cleaned it off with a towel as he produced a serial number. This time Anakin felt sick. “Its republic, Glataic Republic…GR-110092345888E.” Anakin hardly read out with wide eyes. 

“Why would the republic do this?” Ahsoka looked to the older men for answers. She was a teenage girl after all, no matter how grown up she was. She was shaking so Obi-wan took her into his arms, trying to soothe her. Ahsoka leaned into the hold tucking her head under his chin. “Why master?”

“I don’t know, but if I had to say something. Control.” Obi-wan was trying to piece everything together. “The jedi already serve the republic, why would they need to control us more?” he mumbled lost in thought pressing a kiss to Ahsoka’s head, rubbing her back doing his best to comfort her. 

“They fear our power, what if the Jedi told them no? They would have to have a real army, it would look bad across the galaxy. A republic with unstoppable jedi now reduced to an army of normal people? Pathetic.” Anakin sounded so dark when he spoke like this, but his words rang true with the force. 

“We’re leaving, pack your bags both of you,” Obi-wan ordered “the whole temple is infested with these bugs, I will not stay here.” he covered his eyes. “All of this because I wanted a seedling,” he mumbled under his breath. “Anakin, take one of these…nightmares to the slums, get a vaccine and release it into the water systems. Or anyway possible. This shall never happen again.” Obi-wan gave Ahsoka his crest. “Ahsoka you go to the halls of learning, find a Holocron with jedi temple coordinates. we will restore a temple there.”

“Um Master, should we pack first?” Anakin asked cocking an eyebrow at Obi-wan. Not hiding the grin on his face. What could Anakin say? He liked this Obi-wan way better than that what he used to be. Anakin cleaned up his mess and threw the nightmare bug back into the jar he had them in. 

“Oh, um yes. I gave too many orders at once.” He gave a bow of his head. “The force is begging me to leave with you both,” Obi-wan admitted to them both. “We have a lot of work ahead, be strong, change isn't for the weak of heart.” 

What else could Anakin and Ahsoka do? They obeyed their masters' orders. 

Xxxxx

Anakin couldn’t believe he had a vaccine made by spice pushers. But the labs did more than expected, it was an air-born pathogen now. It would make a host expel any biomechanical bug, bugs were different from the life-saving biomechanical organs so no worry there. Anakin stood at the highest point he could find before smashing the bottle. “May the force be with you,” he whispered before heading back to the temple. 

Ahsoka on the other hand was neck deep in cube-shaped Halocrons, planet after planet it wasn’t right. She flipped Obi-wan’s coin crest a few times. “Okay, I’ll leave this to you then.” She mumbled to the force tossing the coin to see where it would land. The coin, gold in nature flipped and landed on a round Holocron, not in her pile. “Round is good,” she mumbled inspecting it now, it opened showing a planet with an ancient temple. “It's the will of the force then.” she clapped her hands. 

Obi-wan briefly wondered if this was how Padme felt as a Queen. Obi-wan had the apartment packed tightly into the three chests. Each one for each person. He was sitting on top of his as Ahsoka came in first with a giddy look on her face, holding the winning Holocron he supposed. “Ahsoka, you found us a home. Very good Padawan.” he praised not hiding his smile. “Let me see?”

“No wayyyyy, I want to show you and Sky-guy at the same time. Ya’know like a life day gift?” she explained spinning the sphere on her finger before passing the crest back to Obi-wan with a wild grin. “Trust meeee”

“Very well, I trust you.” He nodded looking ahead as the door opened showing one Anakin Skywalker holding a bag of those fork buns, munching on one. “Anakin? The vaccine?” he asked worriedly but took a bun when Anakin offered it to him. 

“Was there ever any doubt, I was able to get it synthesized into a pathogen and released it into the air. It will spread all over the galaxy like a plague, had a few credits left, brought dinner.” He explained passing another bun to Ahsoka. “Now, where are we going Snipps? Find some nice sand-free planet with a good holonet connection?” Anakin bit into his bun. 

“Not a great holonet connection but I’m sure you can fix it.” Ahsoka waved her hand before opening her Holocron. “Say hello to Lothal, aka Kyber crystal central, had a temple long ago? Think we can make it home?” She asked excitedly as both men looked it over. “If we restore the temple, it will reawaken nature,” she added knowing how it looked. 

“As much as I hate a bare wasteland, I feel the call. The force pulling me there.” Anakin admitted looking at Obi-wan. “And you, Master?”

“It’s time we went home.” Obi-wan agreed, feeling the force hum around them, this was the will of the force.

How could Obi-wan say no?