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Arguments and lullabies

This chapter includes: windu being a jerkface, Tarkin being a feelingless monster, Anakin going full on protecc ahsoka mode, mini anidala&ahsoka family.... Anyways.... 

Anakin pov

I was mad. I had wanted to stay by Ahsokas side, BuT nO I had to go to a no good, stupid, boring council meeting. On my way, my metal arm started acting up, so I pulled off my glove and fiddled with it. A small annoying youngling who looked about ten said, "You have a metal arm! That is awesome dude." Then he realized who he was talking to and ran off in fright. I scoffed and picked up my pace to the council room. 

I frowned as I entered. Tarkin was here. The very same Tarkin who Ahsoka had saved, and who repayed her by trying to get her executed. Yoda started by saying, "Ah, Skywalker, here you are." "Sorry master yoda-" I was cut off by the master himself. "Ok it is, much attending to your Padawan needs." "Thank you." 

"Anyways, we have a mission for you and your padawan. You need-" I cut Windu off. "I'm sorry master windu, I must have misheard you. Did you really just say That Ahsoka and I are going on a mission?" Then Tarkin had to butt in. 

"Knight Skywalker just because your padawan needs time to heal mentally and physically does not mean that this war will be put on hold. Clones are still dying. You have a responsibility to lead your men at all times." My anger turned towards Tarkin. This idiot was really suggesting that   Ahsoka go into battle with a blaster wound in her chest? I inwardly scoffed at the idea. Over my dead body would she step foot onto a cruiser within the next week. "Admiral Tarkin, have you ever been accused for something you haven't done, no, have any of you been through that?" I widened my question addressing all of them. They all shook their heads. "Then have any of you been shot in the chest without any protection?" Again they all shook their heads. "So, I should not have to ask if any of you have experienced both in less than 72 hours. Ahsoka needs at least a week to heal from what you put her through during her trial. And at most another week to heal from her blaster wound." 

"Skywalker, that still does not eliminate the fact that you are needed in battle. Weather or not your padawan is ready, you must go. I don't care if she was thrown out of a window, she still has to go." At this point I was so mad, I could've punched windu until I broke his nose. With my metal arm. The only thing that was holding me back was Obi wan whispering through our bond, "if you hurt either of them, they will only make it a worse punishment. I will try to prevent you from going on the mission." I gave them all one final look of disgust before storming out of the room, without bowing. 

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Padmè pov:

I heard someone enter but kept singing and stroking Ahsoka's face. She looked so peaceful and young. Too young to be fighting in such a brutal and bloody war. Although she was seventeen, she spoke a lot older, but sometimes a acted a lot younger. Just like ani. I finished the lullaby and turned around. There was my Anakin, looking very flustered. "Ani, what happened?" "Oh, nothing just the council wants to send Ahsoka and I on a mission." "WHAT!" I almost shouted. "She just got shot, not to mention the trauma she's been through." "I know, I argued with the council for a bit before walking out. For now let's just sit down. I don't want to think about the war." 

Tada!! I hope you liked it. It was a bit short Sry. I just wanted to get the injustice of the council in a bit. School is starting in a few days so I wound be able to update super often, I'll   try tho. 

Ps. I have a new book coming out soon. It's called my brother taught me. Just a bunch of oneshots about Anakin and ahsoka.