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lumy12Title: "Pebbles"
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters: Anakin/Padmé
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fanfic50's #44 - Couple
Word Count: 1098
Rating: PG-13
Summary: “There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together” ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Author's Notes: Oh hey, I wrote something besides Palpakin.
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The transmission came in shortly after the appointed time of 0500. Padmé settled herself on the sofa with her datapad, swallowing her anxiety as she pressed the "receive" button. Her husband appeared before her in ghostly blue miniature form.
"Ani! It's so good to see you!" she began excitedly, as if she hadn't been up all night both dreading and anticipating this communication. "How are you?"
"Alive. Which is saying something these days." The bitter words were softened by a small smile, and she wondered if she'd been wrong to think he'd seen it...
"I've missed you so much," she declared earnestly.
"Have you?"
He sounded accusatory. "Of course I have. I always do," she assured him.
"That's not what it seems like to me."
Padmé sighed. So he had seen it. "What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about. I saw the Holonet thing, Padmé. What, you think that because I'm out in the field I wouldn't notice? That you can do whatever the hell you want? Make a fool of me?!"
She resisted the urge to ask him just how she could have made a fool of him if no one knew they were married; she saw no need to further incite his misplaced rage. "Calm down, Ani! It was nothing -- we barely talked."
"That's not what the reporter seemed to think!"
"You know how they're always trying to spin things," she explained patiently. "The truth is I spent most of the gala with Bail and Breha."
"Sure you did."
"You don't believe me? You'd rather believe some gossip columnist than your own wife?"
"Maybe. Yeah. I mean I'm out here, I can't see for myself. They said you were laughing. Were you?"
"This is ridiculous. Yes, I think I laughed a few times. Rasit is funny! It's not like--"
"Rasit?! So you're on a first name basis with this jerk! Are you dating him? You know, to 'keep up our cover' -- oh, sorry, I mean PRETEND LIKE I DON'T EXIST!"
"Ani, Senator Brun is just a -- he's not even a friend, I don't even know him! We just talked for a few minutes!"
"And he didn't know that you're married, of course, because you weren't wearing your ring!"
Padmé stared at Anakin's image in bewilderment. "Of course he didn't know and of course I wasn't wearing it -- it's a secret, remember? No one can--"
"I know, I know, just... UGHHH. Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to be out here fighting for the Republic and not see you in forever and then -- then I see this and it's like you don't even miss me at all!"
She wanted to snap at him and point out that it wasn't exactly easy on her either, wondering all the time if he was dead or alive. The Fete Week Senate Gala had been the first time she'd actually managed to enjoy herself in a really long time, and he wanted to punish her for it?
"I miss you every minute of every day, Ani," she said. Though not so much when you're like this.
"Riiiiight. I'm sure you were missing me real hard when you were laughing it up with Razzy." Oh, how she hated it when he took this nasty tone with her!
"You're giving far too much credence to this Holonet piece. You don't see me overreacting to the gossip about you and Obi-Wan, do you?"
"Are you going to see him again?"
"It's not like I went on a date with him. But no. Of course not."
"Did he ask you out, though?"
Yes, in fact, he did. But that knowledge would only make Anakin angrier. "No," she lied firmly.
A pause. "You're lying."
Damn! How could he tell? "Ani, I'm not going to see him again, all right? You have to believe me! I love you, I would never betray you!"
"Yet you lie to me!"
"Ani, please! Let's not waste what little time we have fighting!"
"What were you wearing? There was no 'still so I had to use my imagination. Was it the black one?"
"It was black, but not the one you--"
"It was, wasn't it! He was probably staring at your cleavage the whole time!"
Padmé gasped in shock. "What?! It was a very modest dre--"
"I don't want you dressing sexy for anyone but me, you got that?"
He was really trying her patience now. "You're not even listening to me! I didn't wear anything even remotely sexy. But you don't dictate what I can and can't wear, I'm not your property, Ani!"
"But you are my wife. You'd damn well better remember that. Look, I gotta go. I'll message you when I can--"
And just like that he was gone. Padmé wasn't sure if he'd cut the feed abruptly to preserve secrecy or because he'd been too angry to exchange goodbyes. She would wonder about it until the next message came, days or weeks from now, and by then she'd be too far-removed from the incident to ask him.
She also wondered if she should have apologized, even though she didn't feel like she'd done anything wrong. But that would be admitting guilt, wouldn't it? And yet... she was guilty, a little... she had gone to the party, not only because it was expected of her but because she had actually been hoping to have a nice time. It wasn't fair for her to have fun without Anakin. Not when he was stuck fighting this awful war.
And when Senator Brun had shown an interest in her, she should have discouraged it. She should have stifled her laughter. She shouldn't have noticed how his warm brown eyes sparkled when he looked at her. She shouldn't have found him attractive and easy to talk to.
And she certainly shouldn't have found herself hesitating when he asked her to dinner... how disloyal she was, imagining for even a moment what it would be like if she were single, free to go out with whomever she pleased, to enjoy a nice meal with a nice man who could ease her pain and fear and loneliness, who was here and real and not just a tiny angry holoprojected image....
She loved Anakin. She did. And when he came home next, she'd make it up to him. She'd make sure they didn't fight, and that he knew how much she loved him. It took more than words with Anakin. She'd make sure he never doubted her again.
At least until next time.
Fandom: Star Wars
Characters: Anakin/Padmé
Prompt:
fanfic50's #44 - CoupleWord Count: 1098
Rating: PG-13
Summary: “There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together” ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Author's Notes: Oh hey, I wrote something besides Palpakin.
~
The transmission came in shortly after the appointed time of 0500. Padmé settled herself on the sofa with her datapad, swallowing her anxiety as she pressed the "receive" button. Her husband appeared before her in ghostly blue miniature form.
"Ani! It's so good to see you!" she began excitedly, as if she hadn't been up all night both dreading and anticipating this communication. "How are you?"
"Alive. Which is saying something these days." The bitter words were softened by a small smile, and she wondered if she'd been wrong to think he'd seen it...
"I've missed you so much," she declared earnestly.
"Have you?"
He sounded accusatory. "Of course I have. I always do," she assured him.
"That's not what it seems like to me."
Padmé sighed. So he had seen it. "What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about. I saw the Holonet thing, Padmé. What, you think that because I'm out in the field I wouldn't notice? That you can do whatever the hell you want? Make a fool of me?!"
She resisted the urge to ask him just how she could have made a fool of him if no one knew they were married; she saw no need to further incite his misplaced rage. "Calm down, Ani! It was nothing -- we barely talked."
"That's not what the reporter seemed to think!"
"You know how they're always trying to spin things," she explained patiently. "The truth is I spent most of the gala with Bail and Breha."
"Sure you did."
"You don't believe me? You'd rather believe some gossip columnist than your own wife?"
"Maybe. Yeah. I mean I'm out here, I can't see for myself. They said you were laughing. Were you?"
"This is ridiculous. Yes, I think I laughed a few times. Rasit is funny! It's not like--"
"Rasit?! So you're on a first name basis with this jerk! Are you dating him? You know, to 'keep up our cover' -- oh, sorry, I mean PRETEND LIKE I DON'T EXIST!"
"Ani, Senator Brun is just a -- he's not even a friend, I don't even know him! We just talked for a few minutes!"
"And he didn't know that you're married, of course, because you weren't wearing your ring!"
Padmé stared at Anakin's image in bewilderment. "Of course he didn't know and of course I wasn't wearing it -- it's a secret, remember? No one can--"
"I know, I know, just... UGHHH. Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to be out here fighting for the Republic and not see you in forever and then -- then I see this and it's like you don't even miss me at all!"
She wanted to snap at him and point out that it wasn't exactly easy on her either, wondering all the time if he was dead or alive. The Fete Week Senate Gala had been the first time she'd actually managed to enjoy herself in a really long time, and he wanted to punish her for it?
"I miss you every minute of every day, Ani," she said. Though not so much when you're like this.
"Riiiiight. I'm sure you were missing me real hard when you were laughing it up with Razzy." Oh, how she hated it when he took this nasty tone with her!
"You're giving far too much credence to this Holonet piece. You don't see me overreacting to the gossip about you and Obi-Wan, do you?"
"Are you going to see him again?"
"It's not like I went on a date with him. But no. Of course not."
"Did he ask you out, though?"
Yes, in fact, he did. But that knowledge would only make Anakin angrier. "No," she lied firmly.
A pause. "You're lying."
Damn! How could he tell? "Ani, I'm not going to see him again, all right? You have to believe me! I love you, I would never betray you!"
"Yet you lie to me!"
"Ani, please! Let's not waste what little time we have fighting!"
"What were you wearing? There was no 'still so I had to use my imagination. Was it the black one?"
"It was black, but not the one you--"
"It was, wasn't it! He was probably staring at your cleavage the whole time!"
Padmé gasped in shock. "What?! It was a very modest dre--"
"I don't want you dressing sexy for anyone but me, you got that?"
He was really trying her patience now. "You're not even listening to me! I didn't wear anything even remotely sexy. But you don't dictate what I can and can't wear, I'm not your property, Ani!"
"But you are my wife. You'd damn well better remember that. Look, I gotta go. I'll message you when I can--"
And just like that he was gone. Padmé wasn't sure if he'd cut the feed abruptly to preserve secrecy or because he'd been too angry to exchange goodbyes. She would wonder about it until the next message came, days or weeks from now, and by then she'd be too far-removed from the incident to ask him.
She also wondered if she should have apologized, even though she didn't feel like she'd done anything wrong. But that would be admitting guilt, wouldn't it? And yet... she was guilty, a little... she had gone to the party, not only because it was expected of her but because she had actually been hoping to have a nice time. It wasn't fair for her to have fun without Anakin. Not when he was stuck fighting this awful war.
And when Senator Brun had shown an interest in her, she should have discouraged it. She should have stifled her laughter. She shouldn't have noticed how his warm brown eyes sparkled when he looked at her. She shouldn't have found him attractive and easy to talk to.
And she certainly shouldn't have found herself hesitating when he asked her to dinner... how disloyal she was, imagining for even a moment what it would be like if she were single, free to go out with whomever she pleased, to enjoy a nice meal with a nice man who could ease her pain and fear and loneliness, who was here and real and not just a tiny angry holoprojected image....
She loved Anakin. She did. And when he came home next, she'd make it up to him. She'd make sure they didn't fight, and that he knew how much she loved him. It took more than words with Anakin. She'd make sure he never doubted her again.
At least until next time.
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Date: 2010-01-10 10:57 pm (UTC)The Holonet is gossiping about Anakin/Obi-Wan??? Well, it must be true then, since obviously it's true, according to Anakin's way of thinking, that anything reported on the Holonet must be the truth. If it were not, he wouldn't be so sure Padme were cheating on him.
Besides, he didn't even make an attempt to deny it. You KNOW he ended the communication so abruptly to rush off to Obi-Wan to be comforted and cuddled!!!
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Date: 2010-01-10 11:41 pm (UTC)I don't believe that that's why he ended it, but if it makes you happy to assume that, then go right ahead, Shnookums ♥ Personally, I think he'll get his comfort from Palpatine, who may or may not have planted the story in the first place. *snickers more*
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Date: 2010-01-12 04:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-11 08:17 pm (UTC)I don't believe that that's why he ended it, but if it makes you happy to assume that, then go right ahead
Then I'll assume he hung up because Obi had just entered the room and he didn't want to be seen talking to Padme which would be suspicious - he pretended it was old Palps, nothing for Obi to worry about there. *Ducks*
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Date: 2010-01-11 09:43 pm (UTC)Though I think I may have over-channelled my recent anger issues into Anakin. *cough*Uh... okay, you go ahead and think that then. WHATEVER MAKES THE READER HAPPY. Yup. Hee. <3
*waits for Palpakin shippers to show up and contradict*
*probably waits a very long time as it's not a Palpakin fic*
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Date: 2010-01-11 09:44 pm (UTC)Anakin is jealous, as he would be of course. He's so easily manipulated, anyway. I'm sure Palpy would whisper thoughts of doubt, into his ear too. (Well, he did, didn't he?) ;)
That's the way to do it Anakin, push Padme into Obi-Wan's arms. LOL *wishful thinking*
Anyway, it had to be difficult to be separated during the war. Poor Anakin must meditate on his actions... maybe he'll find comfort in Obi-Wan's arms? LOL
Probably sounds like I'm rambling. Excuse me, if it does. I'm off to take a nap, before I have to go work. It's been a busy few days...
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Date: 2010-01-11 10:27 pm (UTC)LOL this comment is full of non-Ani/Padme shippiness! I know where your heart truly lies, though. (funny how no Ani/Padme OTPers are commenting!)
I think Palpy whispered plenty of doubts into Anakin's ear, laced with sweet nothings and praise, of course ♥
So Obi-Wan comforts EVERYONE, whore that he is? ;) Bwahaha! He could have been in quite the awkward spot there, being close to the both of them.
I love rambling! Ramble away! Well, hopefully by now you're having sweet Obidala dreams instead. Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2010-01-12 04:10 am (UTC)Everyone?? I'd like to see Obi comfort PALPY! LOL. I love it how everyone has their own fantasy which isn't the ship described herein!
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Date: 2010-01-12 04:24 am (UTC)I was quite amused by that too! Still no Anidalians here! (I wonder why Obidala is the correct term but you rarely see Anidala used.)
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Date: 2010-01-12 04:17 am (UTC)Anyway, I find this story very interesting looking at the balance of power in the A/P relationship here. Anakin's jealous temperament is driving her away - she just wants to relax and have a little downtime but feels guilty about it... argh! That kind of behaviour makes me mad!
Perhaps this is why I can only ship Palpatine/Anakin - with anyone else I get annoyed at Anakin's immaturity. But for some reason I like his immaturity in the Palpakin setting... perhaps because in that relationship the joke is on him for succumbing to it. Here I just wring my hands and want to hug Padme and slap Anakin for not understanding. *facepalm*
Good story though. It certainly fed the Dark Side and stirred my emotions! ^_^
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Date: 2010-01-12 04:30 am (UTC)I do enjoy exploring the dark aspects of the Anakin/Padme relationship. And Padme as a character seems to change quite a bit from AotC to RotS... it's the war, yes, but what about this marriage they rushed into without even really knowing each other?
Anakin comes off as brattier with Palpatine, I think! And thus he's more endearing! Or maybe it's cuz we know Palps always has the upper hand there? Who knows ♥
Thank you for reading, so glad you liked!
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Date: 2010-01-31 05:41 am (UTC)As always, reading good SW fic like this makes me pray I'll get my own writing mojo back soon. ♥
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Date: 2010-01-31 03:49 pm (UTC)I want you to get it back tooooooooooooo (for SW, at least ;), it's been so long! WRITE, MY PRETTIES, WRITE!