Snips and Skyguy One Shots

Party

Anonymous request :)

I'm really excited for this one hahaha

"Fives!" Ahsoka whisper-yelled, tiptoeing down the hallway. She almost crashed right into the Arc trooper in the darkness. "Do you have it?"

"Yes, right here," he replied, patting his pocket. Ahsoka reached out her hand. "Not so fast. I need you to promise me something."

"What?"

"General Skywalker can't find out that I had anything to do with this if you get caught."

"Deal," Ahsoka said.

"Pinky swear," Fives stated indignantly. They hooked fingers and shook on it. "Alright, here you go... have fun." He handed her a small card, and jogged off. She smiled mischievously at the fake ID.

"This is gonna be awesome," she whispered.

Everything had worked out perfectly. Anakin would be spending the night at Padme's, Ahsoka had been invited by a friend the opening of a new night club, and she happened to know that Fives was particularly good at getting fake IDs. 

She was planning to go dance and party with her friends, maybe drink a little bit, and forget about the Clone Wars for just one night. She had only drank a few times before (both Anakin and Rex had allowed her to try a bit of their drinks on a few occassions), but she wasn't exactly sure how much was too much.

About two hours later, she discovered the answer.

"Dance with me!" she cried, running over to the friend who had invited her- a fellow Padawan named Caleb.

"Ohhh Force, how drunk are you?" he asked, beginning to laugh shakily from his own excessive drinking.

"An itsy, itsy, bitsy bit," she slurred, grabbing onto his shoulders. "Dancing?" she asked quietly again.

"Yes!" Caleb replied, pulling her to the floor with him. "You know, my master would kill me if she knew I was here!"

"Mine too!" Somehow, the idea of both being killed by their masters humored them. They collapsed to the ground in a fit of hysterical giggles, nearly being trampled by other party-goers.

"Get up!" Caleb called, standing on his own and pulling on Ahsoka's hands to get her off of the ground. "Get up, get up, get up!" he repeated as she stayed there, pulling her knees to her chest and rocking back and forth.

"No, no, NO!" she yelled, her voice squeaking like a little kid's.

"You're gonna get stepped on!" Caleb complained.

"You're gonna step on me?!" Ahsoka exclaimed, narrowing her eyes. "Not friends anymore, Dume," she hissed, scooting herself in a half-circle so she was no longer facing him.

"I'm calling your master if you don't get up in 3... 2... 1!" he threatened. Ahsoka stayed put. Caleb snatched the comm link from her wrist.

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"HELLO!" a voice shouted through Anakin's comm link. He jumped awake, thinking that someone must have gotten into Padme's apartment. His wife stirred beside him, but didn't wake up. He sighed in relief when he realized it was just his comms.

He crawled out of bed, pulling on his night robes, and tucking the comm link into the cuff of his sleeve to muffle the noise.

"Skywalker here," he muttered, jogging out of their bedroom. "What is it?"

"Tano is a meanie pants... and she won't get off of the floor," the voice continued. "EWW AND SHE THREW UP ON MY SHOES! EWW, EWW, EWW, EWW, EWWW!" It now sounded as if the person was crying.