Snips and Skyguy One Shots

A Sister

i literally saw a picture of tpm anakin in a titktok on my fyp today and it set me off so here's THIS

"And you got to see Jaro today, didn't you?" Shmi asked, dabbing gently at the mark on her son's cheek, the dried blood quickly disappearing.

"Yes, we played tag when Watto went on his lunch break," Anakin giggled. "I kept getting him because his legs are shorter than mine."

"Ah, I see," she laughed along softly.

"Ow," he hissed, squinting his eyes shut as the wet cloth came in contact with the center of the wound.

"I'm sorry, Ani, but I've got to clean this out," she sighed, blood boiling as she internally kicked herself for not looking when a customer had thought that it was a good idea to slap him across the face with their speeder keys in hand, all because they thought he was taking too long to count their credits.

"It's alright, Mom. You taught me that the pain only makes me stronger, remember?"

She bit back a sob, holding it together for him. Always for him.

She gently brushed ointment-coated fingers against the cuts.

"That's right," she answered. She cleared her throat, trying to think of something to distract him from today's incident. "Will you and Jaro get to work together tomorrow?"

"I don't know. Watto said maybe, but he changes his mind a lot," Anakin replied with a shrug while his mother attached the bandages to his skin.

"How many years younger than you is he again?" she asked before softly kissing the dressed wounds. Anakin laughed at that.

"Two or three, I think. He doesn't know his birthday either."

"Most of us don't," she said sadly, pushing his bangs out of his face. They were getting long. She would have to cut them soon.

"He's like my little brother," he continued. "I like the idea of having a sibling."

Shmi sighed softly, smiling as best as she could through her exhaustion. She'd love for him to have a sibling too- and a father. A real father. She'd like to have a family.

But not here. It would be cruel of her to wish for another person to live this life.

"If you could have any sibling, what kind would you want?" she questioned instead.

Anakin pursed his lips, thinking for a moment.

"Well, I think anyone older than me is already out of the question," he joked. "I think... I think that I would like a little sister though."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Someone who would play games with me and stuff, and who I could help when she gets hurt or sad," he explained, smiling. "And she would be really cute."

"Oh, I'm sure," Shmi chuckled. "Not as cute as you though," she teased, poking him in the stomach.

"No!" Anakin laughed, squirming away. "She would be even cuter. And she would let me give her hugs and kisses and everything, and yell at any boys who have a crush on her."

Shmi smiled fondly.

"That sounds lovely, Ani."

And if we ever get out of here, she thought, and we become a proper family, I'll find a way to make that dream come true.

eating cereal and writing wattpad at one am is quite fun. who needs netflix and chill when you have midnight snacks and fanfiction?