For those who think periods are gross and women shouldn't talk about them, or have to help deal with them/put up with them:
Respectfully (kinda), you are bantha poop. Guess who has to deal with bleeding out of my v*gina for literally ten straight years of my life, and excruciating cramps that make me want to tear my uterus out.
That concludes my tedtalk. All I was gonna say was that I'm talking about periods so if you're squeamish then maybe don't read. Nothing is in detail, no worries friends.
(Also that drawing just looked kinda perfect for the topic lol, I didn't draw it btw, I don't know who the credits should be given to but credit where credit is due, whoever you are mr./mrs./ms. artist)
Ahsoka woke up that morning, dreading what she knew was coming. She tore herself out of bed despite her desire for another five hours of sleep, hurried into the shower, and let the warm water engulf her. She was happy until she looked down. Force, it looks like a murder scene in here...
Anakin wakes up that morning to the sound of the shower turning off and hears Ahsoka step out with a small thump. As he stretches out his arms, resulting in an awfully loud crack of his back, he hears a strange noise from the refresher. Ripping? Maybe some sort of tearing. "Snips, what was that?" He says in a slightly louder voice as he walks out of his bedroom into the hallway of his shared quarters. Everything goes silent as Ahsoka roles her eyes and clenches her jaw from the other room, and you can hear her sigh through the door.
"I'm eating chips." (if you know, you know)The sarcastic comment throws Anakin way off, he probably would have been knocked off his feet had he seen the "I'm so done" look on her face. He honestly doesn't even know what to think at this point, and mutters something about being confused before leaving to go to the mess hall. Now all he could think about was chips.
When he came back, Ahsoka was nowhere to be seen. He had knocked on her door after spending the entire time at the mess hall trying to figure out why she was eating chips in the bathroom. She wasn't in her room, but there he turned his comm back on to find a bleeping message that was undoubtedly from her, judging by the tired voice on the other end.
"Hey Skyguy, going to Padme's, comm if you need me. Well, better yet come get me." You could tell she was tired, and Anakin was going to just leave it when he got another comm from Obi-Wan.
"Anakin, you have a mission. Briefing in two hours."
"I'll be there. Will Ahsoka be coming?"
"Depends on how you feel about it after the briefing I suppose."
"Okay, I'll go find her. I'll see you in a few hours then."
"Go find her? Anakin where-" Anakin cut him off before he could elaborate on how he lost his Padawan, yet again.
Ahsoka looked tired and a little hunched over when she knocked on the Senator's door. "Ahsoka! It's good to see you, what brings you here?" Padme said, hugging the teenager on the other side of the door.
"Truth be told I'm here to see if you have any chocolate, but I did just want to see if I could hang out with you for a little while?" Padme instantly figured out why Ahsoka so wanted chocolate, and led her inside.
"You're lucky you caught me on a paperwork day or I might have had to just give you chocolate and kick you out." The two of them chuckled. They ended up sitting (well in Ahsoka's case, more like lounging) on the big wrap around sofa in the Senator's apartment there on Coruscant. "What kind of chocolate does this call for?" Padme asked, getting up from the couch.
"Anything dark chocolate, it's supposed to help cramps right?"
"I'm honestly not sure, but it's worth a shot. I have regular dark and dark chocolate caramel, which would you like?"
"CARAMEL!" She said, practically drooling.
"I'll get a heat pack too," She said chuckling.
Half an hour later came a knock at the door. It was a metal-on-metal kind of knock, and they both had a feeling they knew who with an iron fist would be knocking.
"Anakin," Padme said, opening the door for him. Ahsoka was completely aware of the two of them at this point, and they didn't even try to hide it anymore, they were perfectly happy with the third wheel.
"Hey, Padme, is Ahsoka here?" He asked, a little worriedly, as if she wouldn't actually be here, despite her note.
"On the couch."
He made his way over to the seemingly empty couch until he saw a figure covered in a blanket. She looked half dead, the only sign of life was a hand reaching out to grab chocolate from a bag laying next to her. "Snips, are you okay?" He asked cautiously. "You don't look all that great..."
"Do I look okay?" Normally he'd have said something about her snippiness at this point, but he brushed it off considering how sick she looked. Padme was eager to see the exchange between the two of them and stayed on the sidelines with a mild grin.
"Why don't we get you back to the temple to figure out what's wrong, we can get you to the healers-"
"I know exactly what's going on, did you come to get me for a mission or something?" She surfaced from the blanket to finally look at Anakin standing over the back of the couch.
"You know what's going on?" He furrowed his brow and cocked his head back in confusion.
"You have a wife, you should know full well why I'm eating chocolate in a fetal position with a heat pack." She gave it a second to sink in. He didn't understand at first but in a few seconds his eyes went wide and he sat down next to her.
"Oh..." They sat in silence as Padme came around to sit with her husband. "Can I have one-"
"No."
"Okay..." He said in defeat.
Here is my brief explanation of a period. Body wants baby. Body doesn't get baby. Body get's revenge. That's basically it. Anyway, I hope that short was a little humorous, and I'll see you peeps whenever I get a new story written
-AB
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