Before we get into this fanfic, I must say I got this wonderful, sad, yet fulfiling to my needs idea from ashskywalker66 's One-Shot 'Wandavision AU'.So go read it.
Now.
(PS: that is a threat.)
(PPS: I may or may not have forgotten the plot for the first few episodes (including this one) but ill be fine! I'm fine (I'm not.))
(PPPS: I may or may not be watching wandavision humour to make me remember the events ;)
(PPPPS: This book will include Alana, and there might be slight spoilers for the book. (I don't really know, since I'm releasing this book ther second I finish writing the chapter so while the spoliers aren't really the great their might apba a few)
(PPPPPS: Alana isn't coming any time soon tho and she also isn't a main character...so.....(I'm rambling aren't I)
(PPPPPPS: I won't have a certain schedule, just so you know, so updates will be irregular!)
Anyway, onto the fic!
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A/N: I will include an intro for each episode that has one!
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Anakin looked around the room as dishes floated around the room.
He rubbed one clean, and sent one to be set down.
The plate moved towards the rack, just as Padmé entered fixing her headpiece.
It hit her in the neck, and Anakin turned in shock, dropping it in surprise as it smashed to the floor.
Padmé scoffed, grabbing it to check for any non-existent blood.
"My husband and his flying saucers."
"My wife and her indestructible neck."
She moved towards him, kissing him lightly on the lips.
"Aren't we a fine pair?"
Anakin grabbed the shards of the dish, forming it together before firmly settling in on the rack.
"Ahsoka, your breakfast is ready!" Anakin called, moving her nerf steak onto her plate as his adoptive daughter came rushing down the stairs.
She was wearing a blue dress with a white belt - the skirt even had flowers in it.
That's when he noticed what Padmé was wearing.
She was wearing a purple dress with an even deeper purple collar.
It was tight, but she looked comfortable so Anakin left it alone.
"Darlings, is there something special about today?"
Ahsoka looked up from her food.
"Not that I know of, mom."
Anakin looked down at himself.
"Maybe the apron is a bit much, dear, but I am doing my best I blend in."
Ahsoka choked on her steak as she kept herself from laughing.
"No, no, there on the calendar. Someone's drawn a little heart right above today's date."
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