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Bail organa thought Jedi were cold and emotionless living things, but now, sitting next to the Jedi. Who not only protected Bail from the sith artifact and destroyed it, he was very respectful to him, even when Bail wasn't.

The most interesting thing with the Jedi, he somehow had such an innocent look in his eyes, making Bail's heart flutter. The Jedi had fallen asleep on Bail after they returned to their ship.

His ginger hair tickled Bail's neck as he lightly snor on his shoulder. Bail stares at Kenobi for a bit, mesmerized by the sleeping Jedi. Dark bags were under his eyes. His skin is ghostly white from destroying the sith artifact. Bail couldn't stop himself when he lifted his hand to brush off some of Kenobi's hair off his eyes.

Ever so slightly, he placed his arm around the Jedi shoulder. Kenobi sighs from his touch and begins to move a bit. Bail held his breath, waiting to see what Obi-wan would do. Obi-wan finally stopped by burying his face into Bail's neck. The Jedi breath tickled him once again.

Before anything, Bail took something out and clicked something. Bail let a fond smile form on his face. This is one the most adorable Jedi he ever met. Now he can see why senator Amidala gets all mushy about her Jedi friend. By the looks of it, Bail hit the jackpot on this one. Obi-wan's face scrunched up from his sleep. His eyes flutter open revealing his ocean changing color eyes.

Sometimes before Obi-wan moves off of Bail. Rubbing the tiredness off his eyes. Obi-wan effer of waking himself up was not working.

" Terribly sorry I fell asleep on you. I didn't think I was this exhausted." His words were slur which strike through Bail heart of the cuteness of Obi-wan.

" It's quite alright, you look like you need it by the look of it" Obi-wan tries to focus on Bail's face. His blinks are long and slow. So Bail got up and helped Obi-wan up to his feet.

" Let's get you to bed." Obi-wan could only nod against Bail. With some time and patience, Bail got Obi-wan to a bed. In which he promptly passed out on the second he collapsed into the bed. Bail helped Obi-wan out of his boots, belt and some of his outer layers of the robes.

He sat next to Obi-wan on the bed. One of Obi-wan's hands was sticking out. Bail gently grabbed his hand into his. Analyzing it, he found a pretty nasty cut across his palm.

He grabbed a first aid bag. Finding some of the bandages and hydrogen peroxide to clean the cut. Slowly putting some on a cloth and gently put it on the cut. Obi-wan let out a whimper of pain. Which made Bail's heart almost break. Scooting the chair closer to the bed and laying Obi-wan's hand on his lap as he places a hand on Obi-wan's head. Carefully running his hand through the ginger hair and kept cleaning Obi-wan's hand

His hand going through Obi-wan's hair comforted the sleeping Jedi. After he finishes cleaning the hand wound, he wraps it with a bandage. Bail smiled once more when Obi-wan curled on his side, facing him. He sat there, basking in the sweet silence with his new (favorite) Jedi friend.

**

Obi-wan stands off to the side as Bail continues his talk with the other senators. Feeling a bit embarrassed for falling asleep on Bail. He remembers waking up to Bail pulling the blankets more secured off his shoulder. Obi-wan let his mind drift off, not hearing what Bail was saying.

" Furthermore." Bail yanks Obi-wan into view of the meeting. This jolted Obi-wan a bit, surprised that Bail pulled him close to him.

" I’ve only just had Master Kenobi for 9 days and if anything ever happened to him I would kill everyone in this room and then myself." Obi-wan's ears were ringing from the sudden movement, he couldn't process what Bail was saying. Only how the whole room abruptly went into chaos. Staring and turning his head left then right. Obi-wan tilted his head in confusion.

" Excuse me Organa." Bail smiles at Obi-wan.

" Please call me Bail."

" Oh sorry, Bail, what happened." Bail stopped himself before he cooed over Obi-wan's adorable confused expression.

" Nothing important, come, let's go to my place and have some tea." Obi-wan follows, not knowing what else to do as the chaos begins to settle down.

**

Padme held in her laughter after she watched Bail guiding a confused Obi-wan out of the place. She quickly and stealthily picked up her communicator.

Padme: Ani, you wouldn't believe what Bail just did!

Anakin: ರ_ರ

Padme: He pulled Obi-wan to his side, said and I quote he only just had Obi-wan for 9 days and if anything ever happened to him I would kill everyone in this room and then myself(◍•ᴗ•◍)

Anakin: (◎д◎)!?!?!?

Padme: ya, it was hilarious to hear everyone bethel by Bail and how confused Obi-wan was. It was quite adorable to see him like that.

Anakin: I feel like I need to get my master.

Padme: yep you should before Bail adopt and takes Obi-wan back to alderaan

Anakin:(＾3＾)

Padme:(｡・//ε//・｡)

**

Anakin parks the speeder and quietly speeds walks to Bail apartment where Padme is waiting for him. Getting closer to the place, he could feel his master somewhat exhausted but calm and at peace. Padme smiling and waving at Anakin. Both stand in front of the door, Padme knocks on the door and waits. Bail opened the door, he smiled at them both.

" Amidala, it's great to see you and you Skywalker."

" Hi, I'm here to pick up my master. I need to get him back to the temple." Anakin watches as Bail frowns a bit.

" Already, but he just got comfortable."

" I'm sorry but Jedi duty and all." Bail sigh but let them in. Anakin's eyes landed on Obi-wan trying to stay awake. Blanket over his shoulders and a cup of tea in his hand. Obi-wan eyes locked on Anakin and with a sleepy smile.

" Hello there Anakin." His words are very slurring as he is on the brink of sleep.

" Hello Master, feeling okay."

" Yes, Bail was kind enough to let me have some tea." Obi-wan yawned at the last bit. Anakin caught Obi-wan's cup of tea before he dropped it.

" Alright Master, let's get you home." Obi-wan nodded as he stiffened another yawn. Anakin helps Obi-wan up and out of the apartment. Obi-wan forces himself to stay awake throughout the drive. Anakin chuckled as Obi-wan had to pat his face a bit.

**

When they finally get back to the temple and into Obi-wan's apartment, Anakin helps Obi-wan into his pajamas and guide him to his bed. Obi-wan flopped down on his bed. Weakly pulling his blankets to cover himself. It suddenly hit Anakin on how tired Obi-wan is. Ya Obi-wan would be tired, but never tired enough in letting Anakin take him back home.

" Obi-wan?" His only response was a tiny jolt from the sudden voice. Obi-wan weakly pushes himself up to face Anakin, eyes half close.

" Yes?"

" Did something happen on your mission?" Obi-wan looked unsure how to answer his question.

" It was a Sith artifact that I destroyed, that's all." Anakin wanted to press more about the Artifact, but Obi-wan was swaying so much that Anakin had to help Obi-wan back down on his bed.

" m sry kin."

" It's alright Obi-wan, just rest, sorry I asked."

" Nt yr flt." He said as sleep dragged him under. Anakin sighs at his old master. He ran his hand through his Master's soft ginger hair.

**

Bail and Padme have many holos around the table with two of their cups of tea abandoned on the table.

" Padme you have to admit that this picture is adorable." Obi-wan tirely rubbed his eyes as he tried to focus.

" Yes, that is cute, but this one is priceless." A young padawan sleeping curled in many blankets and pillows. With many of padme maids sitting around him.

" That's cheating, I didn't get to meet him as a padawan."

" And that is called being unlucky." Giving him a huge smug.

" Well at least I have this." It was Obi-wan sleeping on Bail's shoulder, snuggling close to him.

" He got to sleep on you! No fair!"

" How about this, we exchanged some pictures of Obi-wan and let's play a little game."

" Do tell me, Bail." Leaning closer to him, already liking this.

" After we have time and days to meet up with Obi-wan, We have to see who will get the cutest picture of Obi-wan."

" And if one of us wins."

" They get bragging rights."

" That sounds like a great idea. See you on Friday next week."

" You bet."

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Four weeks since Ventress had captured Obi-wan and Alpha 17. Cody and his men shot down many of the droids. Anakin cuts down as many as he can when he suddenly senses Obi-wan in the force.

" I'm going for Obi-wan, you try to get to Alpha 17."

" Right, We'll cover you sir." Anakin gave him a nod and ran into the Palace. Many turns in the place make it like a maze, but with Anakin being determined to find his Master he kept on running. The force guided Anakin closer to where Obi-wan was until he kicked open a door.

Ventress jumps a bit before she turns to Anakin with a plate of food in her hand. She looked around then back at him in an unmpress expression. With that she gave a slight shrug.

" Thought you would take longer to get here." Anakin's blade was pointing at her in a threatening way .

" Where is he?" He growled out, though it sounded like a Tooka hiss.

" Asleep." As she walked to the left, leaving Anakin to stand there flabbergasted.

" Hey wait, I'm pointing a saber at you. Aren't you going to put your hands up?" Following her to the room. Turning off his sader as to not cut something by accident.

" Nope." Anakin stopped in his tracks when his eyes landed on a sleeping form of his Master. Obi-wan was laying on his side with blankets tucked over his shoulder. Anakin stares blankly at Ventress as she places the plate of food on the table as Obi-wan keeps sleeping.

" Why is he here?"

" He needed sleep so I made sure he slept." It took a minute for Anakin to process this situation.

" He was asleep."

" Yep." As she patted Obi-wan's head, to slowly wake him up.

" For the whole four weeks."

" Mostly." Anakin looked back at Obi-wan who stirred a bit. Then back at Ventress who just looks happy with herself.

" Did he have to sle-." Suddenly Ventress grabbed his collar and pointed at him with a shaking finger.

" DoOoOoOoOo not question my work of my evil deed." Then calmly put her hand down and let go of Anakin's collar. Obi-wan was pushing himself up. Anakin can feel the drowsiness flow in the force from Obi-wan.

" Now, make sure he eats his food. He needs to be fed and hydrated." Anakin was just too stunned to do anything before Ventress stood next to the window and pointed at Anakin once more.

" You'll never catch me alive." Then she promptly yeet herself out of the window. That startled Obi-wan awake. Obi-wan looked around him in confusion. This snaps Anakin out of shock. Anakin kneels in front of Obi-wan as his Master looks around the room.

" Are you alright obi-wan." Obi-wan stares at Anakin in surprise.

" I feel fine, but what happened?" Anakin gave Obi-wan a reassuring smile, hoping this could comfort his Master.

" You've been asleep for almost four weeks."

" What, how did that happen!"

" My question right now is what do you remember?" Obi-wan has a hand on his chin trying to remember.

" I think I was talking to someone and then we got surrounded." Obi-wan's eyes widened in horror.

" Alpha, I was talking to Alpha." Anakin wasn't fast enough to stop Obi-wan from jumping out of the bed.

" Oh dear." Obi-wan said as his legs wobbled a bit before he collapsed. Anakin was fast enough to catch Obi-wan.

" It's okay, I think the men found him fine minus any scar Ventress gave him." Anakin could see Obi-wan's eyes has worried and fear in them.

" If I hadn't distracted him, he wouldn't have been hurt and we wouldn't have been captured." A flash of shame forms in his eyes. Anakin gave a gentle squeeze on Obi-wan's shoulder.

" Obi-wan, I don't think he blames you." Obi-wan looks up to Anakin.

" If you don't believe me, then let's meet up with our Troopers." Obi-wan nods at Anakin's suggestion. Anakin pulled Obi-wan up and helped him walk to their men waiting for them.

**

Alpha was ready to punch a stupid clanker. Four kriffen weeks since they were captured by Ventress. And four kriffen weeks since he had seen or even heard anything about his Jedi. Alpha is glad that Cody and Rex freed him. And General Skywalker already ran to where that witch had his Jedi.

" Alpha?" Alpha turns to the voice with the glare that can kill. Making Cody jump back from him. Alpha stopped his glare at his vod.

" Sorry kotes, I'm just worried about the General." Cody places a comforting hand on his shoulder. They wait for the two General's to come back. Moments later, they could see Skywalker helping Kenobi walk to them.

" Medic!" Cody called out, Kix was already coming to the two General's. He helped Kenobi down on a stretcher. They couldn't hear what Obi-wan was saying but he was determined to check on his Jedi. Kenobi's eyes landed on the troopers. He could see Obi-wan sigh in relief. Alpha ran up to Obi-wan.

" Kenobi, are you alright?" Obi-wan gives him a warm smile.

" I'm quite already Alpha."

" Sir, did Ventress do anything to you?" Kix asked.

" No, she put me in a coma for the four weeks since our capture."

" Why would she do that?"

" I don't know, I'm sorry Alpha. If I didn't distract you. We wouldn't get captured." Alpha couldn't resist ruffling Obi-wan's hair. Obi-wan's body froze in Alpha hand.

" It's not your fault sir. I'm just glad you're alright." He left Obi-wan sitting there stunned. Kix and his men began to take Obi-wan back to the ship.

" Do you really have to pet his head?" Cody looked a bit jealous.

" Don't start with me, I know you would do the same." Alpha notices Cody's face turning into a smirk.

" Maybe I could because he is going to be my General for now on."

" You lucky bastard." Alpha laughed at Cody, now that he thinks about it. Cody is going to have a hard time keeping an eye on Obi-wan. Because if Ventress didn't hurt Obi-wan, how many would do the same to Obi-wan. Yet again no Jedi could look like a little Tooka kitten and a puppy at the same time.

" Hope you like people who want to surprise adopt your General." That made Cody's face turn into horror for a split second.

" Kriff."

" Exactly." Alpha smiles at his little vod turn to the ship. Cody sighs next to Alpha, knowing damn well he got his work up ahead of him.

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The droids push Obi-wan down on his knees nearby General Grievous. Grievous was stalking around his "prey", holding Obi-wan lightsaber in his robotic hand. He marveled at his new collection, turning it around and analyzing. Obi-wan can only watch Grievous analyzing his saber. Grievous finally put away the sabe in his cloak and stood in front of the Jedi. This was the first time he had ever met Obi-wan Kenobi before.

“ The great negotiator is finally on his knees, you Jedi scum are filth.”

“ Yet you had to make your droids push me on my knees.” Obi-wan claps back, this pisses Grievous.

Why did his master keep this filth alive and with no injuries? How pathetic that this one has to live.

Grievous grabs Obi-wan's face only to pause. Obi-wan was now staring straight at Grievous's eyes. But Grievous just held his face. Then he began to squish obi-wan face.

This took Obi-wan by surprise. What is Grievous' plan now? Once again Grievous squished his face. Obi-wan stares at Grievous now in confusion. Suddenly Grievous was on his knees with both hands on Obi-wan's face. This time Grievous was pinching, squishing and pulling his cheeks.

“ Why is your face so squishy? What magic is this.” Grievous eyes were dilated just like a cat. He continued playing with Obi-wan's face. This was getting a bit out of hand. Obi-wan tries to grab Grievous' hands, but suddenly Grievous grabs his cuffed hands. He began analyzing them too. Grievous eyed his hands to his face then back to his hand. Doing this made Obi-wan feel uncomfortable. He let go of Obi-wan's hand before he lifted him up just like a cat. With his hands under his armpit and lifting him to eye level.

“ Why are you so tiny?”

“ Hu!?”

“ This is the most tiny Jedi I have ever seen.”

“ Excuse me but I am a perfect average height.” Obi-wan's face heats up from embarrassment from Grievous' statement.

“How tall.”

“ What?”

“ I ask, how tall.”

“ Five nine?” Suddenly Obi-wan was under Grievous' arm. Obi-wan started to thrash in Grievous' grasp, but Grievous tightened his grasp on Obi-wan.

“ Sir, General tack was wondering when you’ll bring the Jedi to him. He wants to get the information from him as fast as they can.”

“ Tell him that this Jedi is mine now.”

“ WHAT!” Obi-wan's voice cracked when he yelled that out.

" Droid starts making the Jedi room."

" Now wait a minute!"

" Roger Roger."

“ Let me go!” Grievous lifted Obi-wan back to eye level. Obi-wan's face was a light pink from embarrassment.

“ No-.” Before he could finish Obi-wan kicked Grievous in the face. Making him drop back to his feet. Obi-wan ran past the door and through droids.

“ Capture him and make sure there are no injuries on him.” As the droids began chasing Obi-wan. Oh Force!

**

Cody and two of his Vod quietly sneak on the ship where they have their general. Boil points to a room where the general signal was at. Waxer slowly opens the door for Cody. Cody's eyes looked at the ginger-haired Jedi. Obi-wan was swaddled in a blanket looking annoyed. His eyes locked right on him, pleading for help from Grevious who is holding onto him.

Grievous arms wrap around Obi-wan as he sleeps. Cody carefully walked towards the sleeping cyborg. Obi-wan wiggle his body as much as he can, to make it easier for Cody to get him out.

" What happened?" Cody mouth, Obi-wan only gave him a shrug as Cody slowly prayed off the cyborg arms. Everything seemed to be going to plan when suddenly Grievous began coughing. His eyes flung open and a strange animalistic growl came out of him. As he pulls Obi-wan away from Cody.

" You don't get to touch my Jedi, you clone filth." Grievous said as he pushed Obi-wan on the blanket.

" Your Jedi!" Cody dodged one of Grievous' metal arms. Behind him, Obi-wan was searching through the blankets for something.

" I'm sorry to break it, Droid, but he's General." Cody swung a punch at Grievous face. Landing a good hit on the droid. Then using his leg to kick Grievous head a couple of times before he gets low to side swipe the tall droid. Making Grievous fall to the ground. Cody turned back to his General.

" Are you alright, General?" Obi-wan smiles at Cody for a second before his eyes widen.

" Cody lookout!" Cody barely has time to dodge a lightsaber. But then got kicked on the stomach by Grievous' foot. Cody groan in pain when the droid walks up to him.

" You don't get to take my Jedi away from me." Grievous lifts up the saber to strake down Cody. But was blocked by Obi-wan saber.

" Hey no bad Jedi." Obi-wan didn't listen to him, only streaking him with the saber.

" You will not hurt my friend." He yelled before he force pushed Grievous. Making Grievous hit the wall hard. Obi-wan helped Cody back up and ran with the others.

" Thank you for the rescue Cody."

" I should be thanking you sir." Obi-wan let out a soft laugh.

" You are my friend Cody, if you protect me I have to protect you."

" Right sir." Smiling back at his General.

**

" I'm fine, don't touch me. Where is my Jedi!" Grievous brushes himself off.

" Sir, the clone escaped with your Jedi."

" Do you have any tracking on him?"

" No sir, you never let us put it on. Woohoo, ahh!" Grievous chucked the droid at a wall.

" Track them down now."

" Roger Roger." Grievous picked up the blanket that his Jedi dropped. Staring at it, he was going to have to secure his Jedi better. Maybe with a weighted blanket that see seen his master have. And maybe have a more secured room for his Jedi.

" Droid."

" Yes sir."

" I need a list of things."

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Padme sat on her couch waiting for Anakin and Obi-wan, mostly Obi-wan. Hoping they could get here quicker because she wants to win this challenge.

" Lady Amidala, what would you want me to make?"

" Some chocolate chip cookies please."

" Right away ma'am." Today the big day! She jumped off her couch when she heard a knock on the door. Padme fixes her hair before opening the door. Of course her husband gave her a huge smile after seeing her. He tries to hug her, but Padme dodge him for someone else.

" Obi-wan." She gave him a nice hug as best as she could with Anakin behind her flabbergasted.

" Hello my dear, it is nice for you to invite me as well."

" I always love your company."

" Hey, what about me!"

" Oh right, love seeing you too, Ani." She hugs Anakin, wishing she could kiss Anakin but Obi-wan is here.

" Now come, come, sit down. 3-PO is making cookies." She couldn't help but help Obi-wan get comfortable on the couch and Anakin following behind. She can feel the suspicion radiating off of her husband. Obi-wan thanks her and asks about how she is doing or what kind of gossip has been going around the Senate.

Padme talks to him about how the Senate are still bethel about Bail walking out like that. Which in return made Obi-wan chuckle. Padme to that opportunity to get a quick pic of without the Jedi master seeing it.

Anakin seems to grow mad by the minute. Padme does add Anakin to the conversation but he is not important for her mission.

" Obi-wan, how is the war?"

" A bit strange and stressful. I feel like a sith magnet with all the sith and Grievous chasing me around."

" Well at least they're not at Coruscant."

" Let's hope for that." Anakin let out a huff as he crossed his arms. Obi-wan gave a look to Anakin, which made Anakin stop crossing his arms.

Some time passed when 3-PO came in with some fresh baked cookies.

" Here you go ma'am." Padma grabbed a cookie with a napkin and gave it to Obi-wan who thanked her. As well some tea she knows he'll like. At this time, Anakin pulled Padme aside as Obi-wan happily ate his cookie.

" Okay, what are you trying to do?"

" Hm?" Padme wasn't paying attention to her husband. She needs to keep an eye on Obi-wan, or she'll miss something cute!

" This, it's was supposed to be me and you. Why did you invite Obi-wan?"

" Because I want to." Padme kept watching Obi-wan eat his cookie. Anakin follows her eyes with an angry expression.

" Padme!" Anakin quietly growled out.

" What!" Padme looked back at Anakin. Not getting out on why he is so mad.

" Are you and Obi-wan?"

" What no!" Why would he think like that! Obi-wan is way too precious for that and she doesn't think Obi-wan had fallen in love with anyone like that. He is way too oblivious to that.

" Then what." Padme looked back at Obi-wan grabbing another cookie then looked back at her husband once again. Padme dragged Anakin to their room.

" Okay but keep quiet, got it." Anakin nodded.

" Bail and I made a bet." Her husband raised an eyebrow.

" What is the bet?"

" The bet is who can get the cutest picture of Obi-wan." Anakin stared blankly at her then looked out of the room staring at his master before turning back to his wife.

" What?"

" That's why I invited him. I'm trying to get a really cute picture. And look I'm getting there"

" What happens if you win?" Padme smiles proudly.

" I get bragging rights." Anakin stared at his wife. Suddenly Anakin pulled her in his arms.

" Thank the force I thought it was something else." Padme hugged back.

" You know I love you Ani, but you don't have an adorable/innocent face."

" Force I love you."

" I love you too, but are you going to help me?"

" Sith hell I am!" Letting his wife go.

" Good, where is Ahsoka?" Anakin made a face of realization.

" With Bail."

" That means he is trying to get help too!"

" Ya, now what should we do?" Padme grabbed her small camera.

" Now we have to get the cutest picture of Obi-wan!" Both grinning like little children. Going back to Obi-wan finishing up his tea. He gave them a warm smile.

" I was feeling quite lonely when you two left me in the living room."

" We were just talking about something, master." Obi-wan tilted his head, making Padme secretly take a photo.

" What would that be?"

" Um."

" We were looking for matching onesies from me, Ahsoka and Anakin." Padme quickly said, knowing how much Obi-wan cares for his family's happiness. Anakin just nodded his head.

" Ya that."

" Oh, are you three doing a movie night?" Obi-wan started to give them his famous smirk

" Yes and we all agreed about the onesie."

" Great, I hope you have fun." Smiling happily at them. Then made Anakin frown, even though they're not really planning this. It still feels bad to leave his master out.

" Wait master, you don't want to join us."

" Why should I, you three have planed this and I don't want to barge in on your free time."

" Okay no, no can do. You're joining us." Padme stares at her husband in shock. Wait, does that mean they have to find onesies now!

" Anakin I have work to do."

" To bad master, I said you're joining us so you're joining us." Yep, it looks like they're going to do this for real. At least she gets more time to get more cute pictures of Obi-wan.

" Really padawan."

" Oi, I'm not your padawan anymore. You can't tell me not to invite you."

" There is no winning this, is there?"

" Nope." Obi-wan let out a huge sigh.

" Alright, I could join."

" Great, now let's get back to business."

**

After they talk about what to watch and Padme and Anakin having to start planning for onesies movie night. At one point exhaustion seemed to finally catched up to Obi-wan. Falling asleep on his Padawan shoulder. The couple began to look through the pictures they had taken.

Within 10 minutes the picture they both agreed on the cutest one they got for today was the one where Obi-wan is giggling behind his cup of tea. Hoping to hide his laughter from his old padawan embarrassment. Anakin and Padme kept looking through the picture just for fun as Obi-wan slept curled on the couch. Padme made sure to cover him in a blanket.

" I know we picked that one but what's wrong with the one we just got from Obi-wan sleeping on the couch." Saying that made Obi-wan snuggle close to the couch. Anakin smirk, running a hand through Obi-wan's hair.

" It's cute but we already have many of those. I want something that has him doing something. Like this one." The picture she took out was the one where Obi-wan ruffled Anakin's hair with a huge smile as Anakin studer back.

" Do you think there's other people with pictures of Obi-wan?"

" Maybe Satine."

" Or master Plo, wait definitely master Plo."

" Why that?"

" Because he knew Obi-wan when he was young and I see him give treats and head pets when Obi-wan talk to him."

" So ask master Plo?"

" Ask Plo." Both nodded to one another. Obi-wan kept sleeping blissfully unaware of the two plans. The force just wrapped itself around Obi-wan mind. Like a blanket swaddling him close.

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Obi-wan was surrounded by droids. Separated from his troopers in any way of safety. One thing throughout the fighting. None of the droids ever blast at him. Only pointing their blasters at Obi-wan when he got separated. But his question was answered.

" Why are you so difficult, Grand Padawan?" Obi-wan turns to count Dooku. Seeing how exhausted he was after two hours of non stop fighting with barely 4 hours of sleep and tea filling his stomach, Obi-wan sadly has to let a droid take his saber out of his grip when Dooku signals the droids to grab Obi-wan arms.

" And what does that supposed to mean, count."

" I'll talk to you when you're not out here in filth and with bags under your eyes." Obi-wan gave him a confused look. Dooku walked up to obi-wan to pat his head before the droids took him away from the battlefield. This leaves Obi-wan with more questions than his answers.

Dooku watched them take his grand padawan away. Obi-wan looked back at him with those familiar eyes. When he took a closer look, Obi-wan was almost ghostly white in what should have been healthy.

But Dooku could still see that adorable tiny child he had met all through years ago. Just his beard was hiding his baby face. He smiles to himself on finally getting his hand on Obi-wan again. Now he could keep an eye on him. Obi-wan is his last person to be with the old padawan he loved so dearly. The last memory of Qui-gon he now has.

**

Obi-wan was embarrassed at how easy it was for the droids to get Obi-wan clean from all the d-dressed and into new clean/fluffy clothes. They fed Obi-wan enough food to put him in a food coma for a year. Then took Obi-wan to a room with soft carpet covering the floor and a huge bed with many pillows and blankets on it. It was also a bit cold for his liking. They locked the door behind him.

Obi-wan just stands there, not knowing what to do. Letting himself sigh and get ready to go into the quiet comfortable looking bed. Everything is confusing and he just wants to sleep. His legs guide him to the bed. Obi-wan stared at it for sometime before he slowly got in the middle of the pillows. Nuzzling in them then pulling a blanket over his shoulder. Feeling the weight of the weighted blanket over him. This seems to give Obi-wan more comfort. It had been awhile since Obi-wan had any hugs,shoulder squeeze, or any head pats.

Obi-wan's eyes lid started to feel heavy and with one last sigh. He drifted off to sleep, curling in the bed like a Tooka.

**

Dooku watched his grand padawan sleep in his bed. He sat next to Obi-wan as Obi-wan is blissfully unaware of Dooku. Lifting his hand to let it land on his grandPadawan head. Obi-wan seems to subconsciously lend into his hand. This made Dooku chuckle, even years later his grandPadawan still needed this type of physical touch. He began to run it through his golden-red hair. His hand moved to Obi-wan cheek, rubbing his thumb across his cheekbone.

Feeling how firm it is, showing how much weight he had lost. Obi-wan's eyes flicker open, his eyes all dazed from sleep. Dooku places his hand back to Obi-wan forehead.

" Rest, little one." Sending a strong yet gentle force suggested. Obi-wan's eyes closed again as he buried his face in the pillows. Dooku continues to comb through obi-wan hair.

**

Cody and his men ran in the ship. Dooku was fighting General Skywalker hoping to get them enough time to get his General back.

" Have you got his location?" Cody asked Boil.

" Yes sir, we're almost there. Just right about now." Crash grabs one of his devices that could open the locked door. Few seconds later, Cody burst through the door. Finding his general asleep in a nice large bed.

" Sir." Cody ran up to the bed, placing a firm hand on Obi-wan shoulder.

" Sir." Cody shook his General shoulder. Obi-wan eyes open with a confused look before calming down when he sees Cody.

" Cody!" Pushing himself up.

" It's great to see you're okay sir." Cody helped Obi-wan out of the bed.

" You look comfortable."

" Yes this." Obi-wan's face began to blush from embarrassment. Waxer ran in with Obi-wan boots.

" Sir, I found the general boots!"

" Thank you Waxer." Waxer places the boots next to Obi-wan.

" Thank you for finding my boots." Obi-wan said as he put on his now clean boots.

" Shall we go General?"

" Yes please." They all make their way through the hall. Dodging clackers left and right.

**

Obi-wan sat in the medic with medic going over everything he could do. Finding no drugs in the General systems. Just a slightly healthier Jedi General for once. But it seems that the Count missed some crack bones. Obi-wan's left ankle was fractured. How and why in the force did Obi-wan fight and run on that!

At least with Dooku, the general had rested for some time. Maybe if Dooku knew about the fracture, he would have placed some bacta on his wounds. But alas medic wishes can't be granted.

" Well General, I hate to say this. But you are healthier than the last time you had a check up."

" Of course." Obi-wan mumbled to himself.

" I might say you should have stayed with Count Dooku for a month."

" The other sith, I don't know why they do this. But with Dooku, he was my grandmaster." That made medic groan.

" Of course he is because why the force not." Obi-wan started to sway his legs almost like a child when they couldn't reach the floor. Why does his general keep doing cute and dorky things? Force, he is going to be the death of me!

" Medic."

" Yes sir."

" Is it alright if I can go use the fresher?" Medic was grabbing something on the shelf.

" Right after I'm done with the-." When he turned to face his General, Obi-wan was already gone. Medic calmly places the tray before pulling up his communicator.

" Commander, would you be so kind and get the General back before I hunt him down. And you know I would not hesitate to sedate him and strap him on a bed before I'm down checking him." Medic began to load up the syringe with enough sedation that can take out fully grown Fathiers.

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Padmé Amidala was very pleased on how she set up the living room. The coffee table moves to the side so they can put their snacks there. Pillows and blankets cover the floor with many large squishmallows as well. And movies neatly place next to the T.V

The onesie Padmé is happily wearing for this special day is a purple Greysor. Wanting something from her home planet.

“ 3-PO, are the snacks ready yet?”

“ Oh, Yes, I'm bringing them out now.” 3-PO began placing the food down as she heard a knock from the door. Keeping in a squeal that wished to come out, she called out.

“Coming.” Quickly hid the camera before opening the door to find. Anakin and Ahsoka in their Tooka onesie. Padmé let out a coo see them like this.

“ Oh you look so cute Ahsoka!” Squeezing the young padawan in a hug. Her Tooka onesie is white with blue stripes with spots of orange. Matching her marking and color which added to the cuteness.

“ Thanks, see I told you I look cute.”

“ Ya ya I heard.” Stealing Padmé from Ahsoka, his was white with brown stripes. Simple yet still cute. Well anything her husband wears is cute to her or more. But she won't say anything about that. She glances around, realizing she can't see the one person she really wants to see.

“ Where is Obi-wan?” Anakin smirks, stepping aside to reveal a blushing Obi-wan. Padmé couldn't help but coo out loud at how adorable he looked in his onesie. Points to Anakin and Ahsoka in getting Obi-wan in one.

Standing in front of her, Obi-wan onesie is a Varacty. With forest green covering the majority of the body. A long tail with blue feathers as well on the hoodie. Some of Obi-wan's hair was sticking out from the hoodie. Giving Obi-wan a more youthful look.

“ Obi-wan.” Gladly giving her friend a big hug. Obi-wan returned the hug as well.

“ It's good to see you.” Obi-wan said with a soft smile, making Padmé coo again.

“ Come in come in, I set up the living room.” guiding the three Jedi in her home. Ahsoka ran and jumped right in.Taking the middle but Anakin moved her to his left side. Trapping her there just to annoy her. While Obi-wan took Anakin right side. Giving his old padawan space.

Padmé snuggly squishies Ahsoka in the middle of her and Anakin. Holding the young padawan close. Petting Ahsoka's head with Anakin lifting an arm around both of them.

“ Any ideas on what to watch?” Anakin asks, using the force to grab some of the snacks.

“Robin Hood!” Ahsoka yelled with excitement but Anakin shot that down.

“ Why that one?”

“ Because it's good.”

“ Ya if you like corny things. What about star fights.”

“ That dumb action and explosion.”

“ It's not dumb.”

“ Yes it is.”

“ Nu-un.”

“ The Kriff you mean nu-un!”

“ Language.” Obi-wan jumped in, raising an eyebrow at the two. Both kids stop, giving Obi-wan an apologetic look.

“ Sorry master.”

“ It's alright dear.”

“ Then what do you think, Master?” Anakin smirks, putting an arm around Obi-wan's shoulders and pulls him close. Smiling wide when his old master made a squeak sound.

“ Um well hu, I don't think you'll like what I watch.”

“ Nonsense master, I bet it's better than Ahsoka’s.”

“ HEY!”

“ Oh well, I do miss watching The Goonies.” Anakin's smile grew wide, motion to his droid.

“ That a great idea, 3-PO can you play The Goonies please.”

“ Of course.” Quickly putting on the Movie. Padmé picked up some of the snacks. Secretly passing it to Anakin, gesturing towards Obi-wan. Her husband stares at it then to Obi-wan before nodding.

“ Hey Obi-wan, here.” Gently grab his master hand and place it on his hand. Obi-wan eyes wide and smiles, taking one of the many colorful candies.

“ Thank you dear, I haven't had these in so long.” Eating the candy while still smiling. Anakin had to chuckle at that.

“ Well you can thank Padmé for that.” Pointing at his wife, who was petting Ahsoka's head. Making the young padawan softly purr in her arms.

“ Thank you, I didn't think you would remember.” Taking another bite of the candy.

“ It was one of the many things my handmaidens wouldn't stop talking about.” Ahsoka perked up hearing that. Staring up at Padmé with a grin.

“ Was this the time where you met Master Obi-wan as a padawan!”

“ Yes and Ani as well.”

“ Ooooh I got to hear about this!” Anakin snatched Ahsoka, head locking his little sister. Both kids now fighting each other grasp

“ No, nope nuh-uh. I don't want you to hear any embarrassing things about me.”

“ Your secret will come out. I will hear them.” Padmé and Obi-wan laugh at them. Obi-wan stops to clear his throat, causing his kids to stop their “fighting”.

“ We're here to watch movies, not listening to how corny and adorable Anakin was as a child.”

“ HEY!” Finally letting go of Ahsoka. Then quickly snatching Obi-wan in a hug. Causing his master to now fight in his grasp.

“ If we're going to hear about me being awesome. Then I get to tell all about what happened on Lihpes.” Obi-wan's eyes wide and a blush form on his face. Frantically trying to escape his padawan grasp.

“ Don't you dare, you promise to never tell anyone!” This got Padmé and Ahsoka intrigued about what happened on Lihpes.

“ Aw come on Master, it was adorable and I think-” before Anakin could continue the embarrassing story. Obi-wan escapes his grasp and shoves a squishmallow in his face. Hoping to muffle his voice.

“ Nononononono you don't get to continue that sentence.” Padmé and Ahsoka are now laughing hard. As this was happening, Padmé had given the camera to 3-PO to ensure he got all the cute photos of Obi-wan.

At the end, Anakin and Padmé snuggle with Ahsoka squish in the middle. As well Anakin's arm around his master, his hand gently rubbing Obi-wan's head. Surprisingly helping his master to fall right to sleep. Obi-wan uses Anakin as a pillow, his hand weakling grasping onto Anakin onesie.

3-PO catching the moment but cropping one of the photos to only show Obi-wan looking absolutely adorable like this. Even if it's another photo of him sleeping. 3-PO quickly sends the photo to Bail, not realizing he sent it to something else as well.

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Padmé woke up first to the sound of her comm-link blowing up. Quickly turning the sound off to ensure the Jedis stay asleep. She began to look through the messages, eyes going wide as Bail kept sending articles after articles about the photo of Obi-wan. Apparently the holo-net is going bat-shit crazy for the photo.

“ 3-PO!” She whispered, getting the droid attention. The droid quickly walked to the senator.

“ Is there something you need?” 3-PO whispers back, Padmé reveals the comm-link to the droid, quietly demanding.

“ What did you do!”

“ Oh dear, my apologies, I apparently sent it to someone else on your comm-link!” Padmé wanted to groan, scream, yell, anything but again she can't. Her family is sleeping and she knows how much they get from the war. Needing another opinion on this, she carefully woke up her husband. Anakin grumpily groaned at her, saying five more minutes. But Padmé didn't let him go back to sleep. Shaking him up, Anakin bolted up.

Wincing when Obi-wan made a protest sound. Hurrying to send a sleep-suggest to his master. Sighing a breathe of relief when Obi-wan hummed and stayed asleep.

“ What?”

“ Look!” Padmé passes the comm-link to Anakin. His eyes widen as well upon reading them.

“ Kriff!”

“ What do we do!”

“ There is nothing we can do. Kriff, we're in so much trouble.” Another sleepy voice joined in.

“ What happened?” Ahsoka sat up, rubbing her eyes as she stared at them. Anakin showing his padawan the article, this woke Ahsoka up.

“ Kriff!”

((Language)) Anakin and Padmé simultaneously said, Ahsoka just rolled her eyes and grabbed the comm-link. Going through the Articles Bail sent.

“ Now what?”

“ I don't know, this was never meant to be sent to anyone else, only to Bail.” Padmé stated, trying to think about anything to solve this. Anakin drags his hand through his hair. His other hand rubbing Obi-wan back to keep him asleep. And Ahsoka is still reading the articles.

“ Maybe if we don't talk about it, Obi-wan may never know? He is oblivious to a lot of things.” Anakin blurted, hoping to soften the blow. Padmé and Ahsoka just stare at him with raised eyebrows. Then Ahsoka spoke up.

“ why not you can ask the Chancellor to take them down.”

“ Hmm, I don't know. I didn't think the Chancellor had the authority to take articles down.” Lending back on his hand. Trying to come up with anything when suddenly Obi-wan comm-link went off. Anakin quickly grabbed and answered.

“ KENOBI-” Master Windu was interpreted by the trio shushing him. Anakin adjusts the comm-link to reveal the sleeping form of Obi-wan. Who is now snuggling in one of the many squishmallow. His face all pushed in, only showing a bit of his face.

This softened Master Windu's eyes, quietly coo over their youngest council member. But he then turned back to Anakin.

“ Why in sith hell are articles popping up left and right about Master Kenobi.” Anakin fumble on a response but luck for him, Padmé steps in.

“ It was my fault, Master Windu. I invited them for a bet I did.”

“ And what is this bet?” Padmé blush and cough in her hand.

“ Well, me and Bail were..um how do I put it. We were trading photos of Obi-wan.” Master Windu now raises an eyebrow at them.

“ Trading photos?”

“ Yes and um heh we hm, madeabettogettowho
cangetacutephotoofObi-wan.” Silence filled the living room. No one dear says or moves an inch. Suddenly Master Windu burst out laughing. A big belly laugh before stopping. Wiping off some of the tears.

“ You and Bail are doing this bet to see who can get the best photo of Obi-wan?”

“ Yes.” Padmé mutters, her face all red while Anakin and Ahsoka keep Obi-wan asleep.

“ If you wanted to win, you could have asked us or even better Plo for baby photos.”

“ You have baby photos of master Obi-wan!” Ahsoka butt in, grinning at the thought of a tiny master Obi-wan. Master chuckled with a nod.

“ Yes we have many photos, but back to the topic. How did this happen?” This time Anakin joins in.

“ 3-PO somehow sends the photo to someone who sends it to someone and then they send it to someone who sends it to people to make Articles.” Master Windu let out a long sigh, rubbing his forehead as shattered points began to form around them.

“ Why is it always you three plu senators amidala?” under his breath, he took a deep breath.

“ We'll talk about this later for now get some rest. May the force be with you.” Then the call ended leaving the trio with their thoughts. Anakin looks at the clock, seeing they still have some time to sleep.

“ Let's sleep this off, in the morning we can face the music.” Ahsoka and Padmé agree, getting comfortable in their nest. Anakin carefully pulled his still sleeping master in the middle. Ahsoka happily latches onto his side. Nuzzling into her grandmaster side. Padmé squishing Ahsoka in the middle of them and Anakin squishing Obi-wan in the middle of him and Ahsoka. All going back to sleep. With 3-PO taking another family photo.

***

Count Dooku sat in his chair, peacefully drinking his tea when his apprentice running in and kicked him down his door.

“ MASTER KRIFFEN SITH HELL.”

“ What?”

“ LoOoOoOoOk.” Shoving a data-pad in his face. Count Dooku grabs the data-pad, picking up his glasses to read it. His eyes wide with the realization that the Article is all about his grandpadawan. Who is not surprisingly adorable in the picture. But his grandpadwan deserve a more high quality onesie. Maybe that is what he should give him when he takes Obi-wan again. Force knows he needs a vacation.

“ I NEED MOoOoOoOre.”

“ Elongating your words is not gonna suddenly make things appear for you.”

“ But it is not fair they have something like this!”

“ Are you applying that I have something like this.”

“ He is you grandpadwan.” Count Dooku rubbed his face, groaning as he knew Ventress knew he had many baby photos of his dear grandpadwan.

“ You're not getting them.”

“ WHAT, WHY THE KRIFF NOT.”

“ Because we're at war, and photos are not important.” Ventress stare at him then raises an eyebrow.

“ So you're telling me that these pictures are not important and we shouldn't dwell on them. But you still get to take photos of Kenobi when you have to steal him from his men.”

“ Obi-wan had little to no sleep and wasn't being fed properly. It was only logical to do that.”

“ Uh huh, soo all those photos.” Pulling up the picture of Obi-wan curled in the bed with Dooku tucking the blanket around his shoulders. Dooku uses the force to snatch the data-pad.

“ That's besides the point.”

“ hm, I still want to get more.”

“ And how would you do that? Go to the temple and just take him?” Ventress raises an eyebrow with eyes saying (Yes). Making Dooku groan in his hand.

“ Of course you would.” Ventress smiled and walked off, leaving Dooku alone. So without anything else to do. The Count quickly downloaded the photo and add in to a file called

(My Adorable grandson)

Making sure no one knows or will see he has.

***

Grievous cough and laugh as one of his droids gave him a data-pad. Showing a photo of Obi-wan sleeping. In a millisecond, Grievous downloads the photo.

“ a fine addition to my collection.” Putting it in a personal file.

***

Hondo drank his cup, looking at all his profit when one of his men came in. Giving him a data-pad.

“ Sir, look it's him.” Revealing again the article of Obi-wan sleeping in his onesie. This got Hondo to laugh out loud.

“ Aw that's why he looks familiar, our little flame bird is a Jedi master now. Oh he is all grown up now. Men, it looks like we need to get our firebird back!” All his men cheer up on hearing that. Hondo gladly downloaded the pic and added them with the others.

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Obi-wan let out a sneeze, already not liking this planet. But he has a mission and he needs to finish it. Obi-wan pulled his robe close to his body. Hoping to keep any warmth he has.

He knocked on the metal door, it opened to reveal one of the Kaminoans. Everything went in a blur, the only thing noticeable is the many life forms of clones here. All with their own light, Obi-wan had to coo when he saw some of the younglings. Then dreading their faith when he learns they were made for war.

Obi-wan silently cures Sifo-dyas for ever thinking about doing this. The Jedi Knight bit his tongue, not wanting to blurted an insult to the Kaminoans for making these poor younglings. Taunt We guided Obi-wan to his suspect. Knocking on the door, the person to open it was a small child, another clone. The kid stares at Obi-wan, eyes narrow. Obi-wan gently smiles at the youngling and kneels in front of him.

“ Hello dear, is your Buir here.” This made the child gasp and step back. Not expecting a Jedi to know anything about his language.

“ You know Mando!”

“ Yes little one, I have learned your language.” Then another voice came, A man walked up to his kid, tucking his son to his side. The main donor for the clones. Obi-wan didn't catch how Fett eyes softened upon seeing him here.

“ Can I help you with something?”

“ Hello yes, I am Jedi Knight Obi-wan Kenobi. I’m here to ask you some questions, sir.” Giving Fett a small bow. Jango eye the Jedi Knight, Obi-wan didn't feel anything in the force, so he didn't need to take out his saber, but then Fett said.

“ Why the KRIFF are you still in those clothes? You're soaking wet. Come in.” Before Obi-wan could say anything, Fett dragged Obi-wan in, commanding the Kaminoan to get some clothes for Obi-wan. This baffled the Jedi Knight, did he follow the wrong person?

“ I appreciate your concern but I'm here for investigation.”

“ It can wait, you need dry clothes and food. You'll catch a cold.” After that Fett fussed over Obi-wan. Never giving Obi-wan anytime to ask questions and investigate. Even Boda was helping, basically trapping Obi-wan by sitting on his lap. Asking about anything on his mind.

Obi-wan did the best of his abilities to try and answer some of the youngling questions. Not realizing Fett was guiding Obi-wan to his ship. And somehow stole his saber. The only time Obi-wan finally noticed any of this was when he felt the floor shake.

Now realizing they successfully kidnapped the Jedi Knight. Oh Anakin will have a field day about this. Obi-wan bites down a groan with Boba still on his lap. Now snuggling into his chest, the Jedi Knight sighs softly and pet the youngling hair.

“ Where are you taking me?”

“ I still have a mission to do. And I didn't want to leave you with those long necks.” Fett said, not taking his eyes off the controls. Obi-wan bit his lips, trying to come up with a plan of action. He can't fight or do anything on the ship. Not when he has a youngling on his lap. And Fett hasn't done anything that would warrant an attack.

The Mandalorian had been very pleasant, peaceful even. But Obi-wan doesn't know what Fett is planning to do. So the best option is to wait it out. Until he can escape and call for help.

For now, Obi-wan snuggle with the youngling. Closing his eyes and began meditating. Holding back a smile when he felt Fett lay a blanket on him and Boba.

When the ship finally landed, Obi-wan pretended to be asleep. Listening to Jango talking with his son.

“ Stay here, I don't want him walking around somewhere he could get hurt.”

“ Right Buir, love you.” Jango chuckled then placed a kiss on Boba's forehead.

“ Love you too, I'll see you in an hour.” Boba gave two thumbs up and snuggled right back to Obi-wan. Listening to the Jedi Knight heartbeat. Then Jango gently dragged his hand through Obi-wan's hair before leaving.

Obi-wan waited for a minute before sending a sleep-suggestion towards the youngling. Feeling Boba slowly going limp in his grasp, snoring. Obi-wan got up and wrapped the youngling in a blanket then placed him on the chair. Quickly making sure Boba was comfortable. Then he took his leave.

Obi-wan explores the place, ducking and weaving through halls and passing droids. Finding a good around to send a message to Anakin and the council members. When suddenly he was attacked by the droid.

Without his saber, Obi-wan was hit multiple times with stuns. Knocking the Jedi Knight out cold. When he came to, he noticed he was floating and there was yelling and shouting. His mind was still foggy, and couldn't understand who it was. Then the door opened, a tall familiar figure walked in, commanding something.

Then Obi-wan was let go, falling right into the man's grasp. Slowly but surely his vision becomes a little clearer.

“ Grandmaster?” Obi-wan sluggishly said, lending into Dooku's shoulder. Dooku softly smiles, running his hand through Obi-wan's hair. Making the Jedi Knight hum.

“ Hello Obi-wan, let's get you somewhere comfortable.” Lifting Obi-wan up in his arms. Adjusting Obi-wan head on his chest, holding the Jedi Knight close. Obi-wan couldn't help but snuggle into his grandmaster's grasp. Missing how warm and safe he feels. It's been too long since he seen him.

So Obi-wan drowsily felt Dooku lay him on a bed. Tucking it around his shoulders and dragging his hand through his hair.

“ Sleep well, Obi-wan.” Before placing a kiss on Obi-wan's head. Leaving the Jedi Knight to sleep off the stuns.

***

Obi-wan hears muffled voices around him, a hand gently shakes Obi-wan's shoulder. Dragging his mind back to consciousness, he hears a voice.

“ Wake you should, here we are.” Obi-wan fought to open his eyes, standing in front of him was master Yoda smiling at him.

“ Hm up you are, come leave we must. Waiting your padawan is. Missing something he is.

“ Missing something?” Obi-wan said, getting out of the bed and sluggishly following the master Jedi.

“ Hm yes, an accident there is. Happy he is not.”

“ Oh dear, what has he done?” Now fully awake upon hearing that. Master Yoda noticed Obi-wan now awake and began to move faster. Passing groups of clones, this almost stopped Obi-wan in his tracks but a pull in the force made Obi-wan continue. All the way out and to a ship where in his horror Anakin lay. Missing an arm now.

“ Anakin what happened.” his padawan perked up then made a face that tell Obi-wan he doesn't want to talk about it.

“ Master what happened?” Turning to Master Yoda. Master sat on one of the chairs. Gesturing to Obi-wan to sit.

“ Hm, fought my old padawan he did.” Obi-wan gasps and covers his mouth. Did his own grandmaster cut his padawan arm off? But suddenly Yoda chuckled. This confused Obi-wan, why laugh about this serious matter. And then Anakin groans and covers his face with his other arm.

“ Cut his own arm, young Skywalker did. Shock both my old padawan and him it did. Clumsy your padawan is.” Obi-wan stares at Master Yoda before looking back at his padawan.

“ How?!” Anakin mumbled something, when Obi-wan continued to stare at him. Anakin repeats it.

“ We didn't notice the machine and it cut my arm.” Obi-wan felt light headed. His breathing vanished, vision began to dark until Master Yoda helped guide Obi-wan back. Rubbing his back as he spoke.

“ Breath you sure, pass out we want not. Deep breath, yes good, keep going you should.”

“ OhmyforceOhmyforce.” lending into his hands as he softly said.

“ Hey master, it's not all bad.”

“ What?”

“ Ya, when I get the new arm, I can upgrade it and add cool things.” Trying to reassure his master. Before going into depth about how he can add tools I to the arms. And how cool it will be to add a blaster in it. Or even better somehow make it its own version of a lightsaber because he kept losing his.

This got Obi-wan to chuckle lightly but still feel bad for his padawan. If he hadn't got distracted by Jango and his son then maybe Obi-wan could've helped him. But he can't dwell on this now, Obi-wan needs to focus on his padawan recovery.