Forgive me for not updating, but I've been busy, and I've also had a hard time writing this story. I am very sorry to say, but either this story is going down till next Christmas, or I update all through the year, when it's not the Christmas season. You choice. Tell me what you think, please.
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Christmas With the Skywalkers
To tell the truth, Obi-Wan was a little bit offended that Anakin had not recognized him, but he justified Anakin's actions. After all, it was 3 in the morning, and Anakin was most likely exhausted, also there was the fact Obi-Wan looked very strange. He had his hood pulled over his forehead, and the fact that it was dark probably added to that strange factor. It was very un-Obi-Wan like.
It seemed like minutes past and Obi-Wan still hadn't answered.
"Sir?" Anakin asked again. Obi-Wan's friend shook his head and prepared to the close the door, "Sir, it's Christmas, if you haven't noticed, and I have a very long day ahead of me. So, good night sir." Anakin nodded his head started to close the old fashioned door.
Obi-Wan just stood there, not knowing what to do. So it had been a bad idea to come after all. Anakin hadn't recognized him in any way at all, and Obi-Wan had just stood there! Obi-Wan shook his head a prepared to turn around.
Obi-Wan paused as he heard the door about to close. He quickly turned around and said, "I was under the impression that I was invited."
Anakin stopped closing the door and looked at Obi-Wan strangely, "Excuse me?"
"I was invited. Don't you remember?"
Anakin shook his head slowly, "I don't remember inviting anyone for-," realization appeared on his former Padawan's face, "Obi-Wan?" he questioned.
"The one and only," Obi-Wan said and smiled.
"Obi-Wan!" Anakin pulled his former master into a hug, not caring about the snow that covered him at all. "It's been such a long time since I invited you that I had just dismissed the thought of you coming," he said as he welcomed Obi-Wan in.
Obi-Wan looked around, "Well, I had just been an a long term mission near the outer rim, and I just got back a few hours ago. I saw the letter." Obi-Wan observed the house. It was rather small, which he found odd, since Padmé had always been one to like large houses. In the entrance room was a staircase, and to Obi-Wan's left was the small living room. Strait ahead was the Kitchen, and on the way there was a refresher.
"Well, obviously, or you wouldn't be here, would you?" Anakin replied.
"Well, who knows. Maybe I already had the idea of coming into your house at 3 in the morning, whether you invited me or not," Obi-Wan presented the possibility with a strait face.
"Well, I guess you could have," Anakin said and smirked, "But I find that very unlikely."
"Too true." Perhaps this isn't going to be so bad after all.
"So," Anakin started, "What did you think of the letter?"
Obi-Wan smiled and said, "Well The twins are learning how to read and write quickly it seems. I could almost understand it."
Anakin let out a laugh. "They insisted that they were going to write it. Our original plan was to just write it for them."
"The twins seem to have a loose tongue," Obi-Wan pointed out. Anakin gave him an odd look and Obi-wan explained, " 'Daddy said you're a pain in the butt.'"
"C'mon Obi-Wan, I was just joking around when I told them that."
"Well, I don't think it gives me a good reputation. They probably hate me now," Obi-Wan let out a dramatic sigh.
"They don't hate you," Anakin said.
Obi-Wan raised his eyebrows, "Is that so?"
"Yes, sure it is," Anakin reassured, "They just strongly dislike you."
"Well, what a comforting thought." Obi-Wan pointed at Anakin, "You know that proves the they are their fathers children. 'I don't hate you master… I just strongly dislike you,'" Obi-Wan jokingly mocked Anakin's words.
Anakin looked shocked, "I never said that!"
"Out loud anyway. Padawan, you forget I can read your thoughts," Obi-Wan shook his head at the floor. He looked up to see Anakin smirking.
"What?" Obi-Wan asked, suddenly feeling uncomfortable, "What?"
"You just called me 'Padawan.'"
"Oh… Did I?"
"I did. Well… Old habits die hard I guess." Obi-Wan said followed by quiet nervous laughter.
"Yes, that's what they say." Anakin had suddenly become very dry, and the smile that had been on his face moments before vanished.
Obi-Wan noticed the change in Anakin's mood and decided to switch the subject. "So, how is Padmé doing?"
Anakin's face softened, "She's doing fine."
"And the baby?"
"The baby is doing fine also."
Obi-Wan fidgeted with his sleeve, suddenly not knowing what to say, or how to act. Both former Master and former Padawan turned their heads away from each other, looking at anything but the other person. Minutes passed, and the click-clock that crono was making made everything more awkward.
Anakin finally cleared his throat, and Obi-Wan sighed.
"Well, I guess that both of us should get some sleep. I… I don't really have a room for you or anything, and I'd let you stay on the couch, but I don't want the twins to wake up with some stranger in their living room."
Obi-Wan smiled sadly. Some stranger? Had it been that long?
"So," Anakin continued, "I guess you could sleep in the office… I'll get some blankets…" Anakin said, trailing off, and leaving Obi-Wan in the small room.
What has become of us, Anakin?
Once again, I'm really sorry for the lack of updates. I really need your feedback on the matter of waiting till next Christmas or not. Review, please. I am also sorry for the shortness of chapters. As I said, I don't have much time to write, so it's this or nothing.