ext_40823 ([identity profile] padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-10-24 05:54 pm
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Padme's Monday Office Hours

Padme sits at her desk, half-heatedly going through tests. She ponders appointing an assistant, at least to relieve some of the pyschological trauma of some of the answers from the Advanced Negotiations essay questions.

Her door is open a crack and the coffee-maker is brewing away.
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[identity profile] emo-padawan.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"You'll help me?" Anakin's face lit up. "Thank you!" He walked around the desk and gave her a quick peck on the cheek before flopping into the chair in front of her desk.

"I still don't know how I did it," he said. "I was about 11 and was homesick for Tatooine cooking." He raised an eyebrow. "I know. I wanted some of Mom's cookies, though, so I tried to program the replicator to make them. The replicator only understood the "Tatooine sand" part of the sand cookie recipe, and dumped out something like four feet of the stuff into our apartments before Obi-Wan could unhook it."

Anakin laughed. "It got everywhere.. I've been banned from attempting to cook again ever since."

[identity profile] padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure it was the replicator's fault. Bad programming."

[identity profile] emo-padawan.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Anakin stared at his feet for a moment. "I had kind of tinkered with the replicator, too, to make it anticpate our needs quicker. That's why it didn't quite listen to my whole order." He smiled, a grin of pure mischief. "I've gotten much better at fixing things since then, though."

[OOC: Edited to spell words, like my name, correctly. Oy.]

[identity profile] padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not that I don't trust you, don't try to fix my microwave."

[identity profile] emo-padawan.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Anakin finished his coffee with a shrug. "Your loss, really." He smirked. "I've gotten much better with my hands."

He put his mug down and stood up. "Need to be heading to class now, I guess. I couldn't resist a chance to see you, though."

[identity profile] padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't doubt it. Any of it." She smiled.

"Really though, I think it needs an exorcist."

[identity profile] emo-padawan.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Anakin's eyebrows went up. "Heard there's one of those in town now. Weird. I promise not to go near the microwave unless it starts something with me first, all right?"

He smiled and wondered what Padme would do if he tried to give her a kiss in her office.
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