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Anaïs’s first thought about Grogu
Somewhere in a bar in Bordeaux - France - Earth
Anaïs absently stirs her purple-colored cocktail. She asked the bartender for something fruity and strong.
It's Friday night and she's had a really shitty week at work. She wants to relax and she decided to spend her evening with a friend in a new trendy bar. Music, nice decor and cute servers. Everything she needs to spend an evening away from her boss and his terrible mood.
“... he’s cute.” Laura sighs, looking at her cell phone.
Anaïs raises her head to look at the phone.
There is a green, wrinkled thing with big eyes and big ears.
She doesn't know what it is... but it's damn ugly.
“...” Better to say nothing to avoid offending her.
“I mean, look at his ears ! And when he's with mando…” another dreamy sigh.
The dude in futuristic medieval armor impresses her even less and she sips her drink in silence as her friend chatters about these two characters. Maybe she should tell Laura she's never seen the movie ? Frankly, she doesn't care…
"... What do you think of the season 2 finale ?” Laura asks and Anaïs realizes that she hasn't listened to a single word from her friend, too busy beating the rhythm of the music with her finger on the table.
“... uh. To be completely honest, I have never seen the show.” She admits with a shrug.
"... are you serious ?"
Anaïs nods her head suspiciously. Laura has a weird face, it scares her.
“Okay.” The young woman gets up from the table abruptly, gulping down the rest of her drink under the bewildered gaze of the blonde.
What is she doing ?
"Finish your drink ! I'm spending the weekend at your house, we're watching The Mandalorian."
Shit.
What she got herself into.
In a cozy apartment - Bordeaux - France
"So ?"
“...”
Anaïs is sprawled on her sofa, her eyes red from watching too much TV. Well, she has to admit that technically the show is not too bad. But story-wise…well…
“The green goblin is a little shit and it's ugly as Hell. Fuck, I wouldn’t want to be near that thing if it’s real." She is answering sincerely.
A shocked gasp is her only response for 2 minutes.
“It’s Grogu and look at him ! LOOK AT HIM ! He’s adorable. Raw cuteness. Are you heartless or what ?” Her friend throws her a popcorn which comes to land in her hair and she shots a baleful glance in the direction of her friend.
"Do you really want me to answer you and break your heart ?" She asks sarcastically.
Laura sniffles amused.
"You won't be able to convince me otherwise." She challenges her.
“...” a sigh and then “Do you realize that we saw him devouring babies ?” she asks slowly.
“You hate spiders. I can’t see…"
“Lady Frog’s Eggs.”
“They weren't fertilized ! And there were plenty ! It's not like they're going to fertilize them all !" She defends the filthy goblin.
“It was her last litter… and I don’t think the fertilization process is always successful. Imagine that out of twenty eggs there were only 2 good ones. It’s like… it’s like … Well, like someone who nibbles one of your ovaries ? No big deal ! Because you always have the second one !”
"It’s not the same !"
"It's exactly the same. He didn't listen to Mando when he told him “no” and did you see the look in his eyes ?! If given the chance, he would have eaten the tadpole too. He’s bad mannered and deserves a hell of a scolding. Imagine a human child doing half the shit he’s doing, what would you say ?”
"But he was abused and had a hard life...poor thing." Laura continues to pity him, much to the blonde's annoyance.
"That's no reason to make a monster out of him. Mando is negligent. Seriously, this kid has no clothes except a dirty robe on his back, he takes the kid with him to some awful seedy place in a bloody bag ! There must be nannies in Star Wars, right ? And the Mandalorian is not feeding him enough if that goblin is eating living things.” The blonde forcefully rants at her friend who is pouting next to her.
"No need to get mad at me, it's just fiction. He's cute, that's all."
“No he’s not.” She spats.
Somewhere in a galaxy far, far away...
Anaïs has her eyes fixed into two large, particularly intelligent and expressive brown eyes. A coo is heard and the woman sighs wearily.
"The show really doesn't do you justice, Grogu." the little one tilts his head slightly curious, and she has to stop herself from grabbing his ears to caress them.
This kid is much cuter in reality than she thought. If her friend could see her now… It’s the ears, she thinks in wonder. Too big and fuzzy.
Anaïs has to shake herself slightly to harden her resolve and she casts an imperious look at her charge who is seated quietly on the kitchen counter munching on some metal ball. Again.
"You can try all your Jedi tricks and baby cuteness...but you're gonna take this bath young man" A look at his dirty clothes makes her frown in disgust. "and I'm going to wash that robe too."
The goblin's demeanor changes dramatically and he begins to growl. Exasperated, the blonde begins to growl even louder, imitating Din when he is annoyed and silencing the child who drops his ears immediately, properly chastised.
“None of that here, Grogu. You are going to take this bath whether you like it or not.” She squints, reaching for the reluctant child. Undressing him is a hassle because the little Jedi squirm like he’s on fire and he’s clearly not in the mood to let things go smoothly. It's only once the little one is in his bubble bath that he calms down, surprised.
She watches his expression change to wonder at the bubbles and the various toys she has placed in the basin.
Anaïs sighs in relief.
"It's not that bad, right kid ?"
“Patoo!”
"Jeez, if you say so."