You were leaving Anakin in charge of the twins for a few hours. You knew it was a mistake of leaving two rambunctious 5 year olds in the care of a grownup 6 year old, but there was an emergency at work and you had to go in for a few hours.
You grabbed your speeder keys before turning to face Anakin.
"Are you sure you can handle this? If not I can always call Obi Wan or Ahsoka!"You say scrambling to get out the door.
Anakin shakes his head and puts his hand on his chest in mock hurt. "Love, you act as though I can't take care of our children on my own! I'm truly offended!"He said. You pause and sent a glare in his direction.
He realized the reason for the glare. "Okay I lost Luke in the marketplace ONE TIME!"He spits out dramatically.
You giggle and smile before leaning up to kiss his cheek, "okay I trust you, but please call me, Obi Wan, or Ahsoka if you need anything, okay?"You tell him. Your husband nods and leans down to kiss your lips.
"Get off to work, and take care of the emergency, darling, I can handle the little mischief makers!"Anakin said and you smiled.
"I should hope so, they take after you!"You say before you head off to work.
Anakin turned and saw the eldest of his two children drawing in the living room. His heart drops and he walks up to Luke. He kneels down and Luke turns to face his dad. "Hey buddy! Have you seen your sister?"He asks the 5 year old boy.
"She's in her room! BUT DADDY LOOK AT MY DRAWING!"Luke said happily thrusting a paper into Anakin's hand. Anakin looked down at the piece of paper and smiled. It was of a stick figure family.
Two of them were shorter than the rest and one had hair in bright yellow crayon, and the other had it in Cinnabon rolls on the sides of their head. The other two were taller with one had shoulder length brown hair and the other had (h/c) hair.
Anakin gasped and looked at Luke, "this is a masterpiece, buddy!"Anakin said getting up and heading to the kitchen. "I think this deserves to be front and center on our fridge, don't you think?"He asked placing the picture onto the fridge.
He turned around and Luke rammed into his dad and hugged his legs. Anakin chuckled before remembering that he still needed to check on the other twin. "Okay Luke, I'm going to go check on Leia, go and draw something for momma, okay!"He instructed and Luke nodded and giddily ran to the living room.
Anakin walked to his daughter's room and knocked on the door. The door unlocked and a tiny hand grabbed his gloved hand and pulled him into the room and shut the door. Anakin looked around and saw in sloppy handwriting a paper sign that read Leia's hair Salon taped to her wall.
"Yay my first customer!"Leia declared happily pulling her father to sit down on her bed. Anakin was hesitant but he sat down and he yelped when he felt a comb slide through his knotted hair.
"Leia— be gentle!"Anakin explained to his daughter.
But she shushed him, "hush, this is my process! Beauty is pain!"She told him and he turned to face her and she looked so adorable he couldn't stay mad at her. He saw the cinnamon rolls on the side of each of her head and smiled.
"Leia, I like your hair. Who did it?"Anakin asked, knowing that his daughter didn't achieve it herself.
"Mommy did it, daddy!"Leia replied happily.
Anakin nodded, and kissed her nose. "Alright Leia, make me pretty!"Anakin said turning back around.
She got to work and Anakin gritted his teeth as the comb pulled at his hair. "Did you comb all of it, cutie?"Anakin asked his daughter. As a response he felt the comb bristles scrape his scalp and he nearly yelped in pain again. But thankfully soon Anakin no longer felt the harsh bristles of the comb and instead felt the tiny hands of his daughter.
She began to weave the strands of his hair into a small braid. She did it a few more times until he had about 7 tiny braids in his hair. "Tada! Another Leia Original!"Leia joyously decreed.
Anakin turned to face the mirror and chuckled. His daughter was right! The hairstyle was definitely something! Anakin turned around to face Leia, "do you like it, daddy?"Leia asked him her large eyes staring at him for an answer.
Anakin smiled and hugged her, "i love it, cutie!"He said kissing her forehead making her let out a giggle. Anakin saw Leia begin to yawn and so he laid down on her bed and Leia snuggled into her dad. Luke soon came into the room and laid down next to Anakin also.
All three were asleep when you arrived home 2 hours later. Your house was unnaturally quiet for being the home of two 5 year olds—and Anakin.
You saw the drawing paper strewn around the living room. You picked one up that had for momma written on the bottom. You saw it was supposedly supposed to be a drawing of an x-wing with Anakin, Luke, and you in the pilot seat, waving to Leia on the ground. The drawing made you laugh softly to yourself and you went on the hunt for your little crazies.
You noticed the door to Leia's room open a crack and you quietly opened it and stepped inside. Anakin lay on his back with one twin on one side of him and the other on the other side of him.
Your heart melted at the sight! While your husband was still a big kid himself, he was also an amazing dad. You walked over to the bed and kissed his forehead awakening him. He smiled softly when he saw you and shook the children awake.
Luke awoke first and looked up and saw you, "MOMMY!"He shouted leaping off the bed into your arms. You hugged him to your chest and he looked up at you with the eyes identical to those of his father. "Did you see my drawings momma?"Luke asked.
You nodded, "I did my little artist!"You say ruffling his blonde hair and kissing his forehead. Leia then barreled into your legs and you set Luke down so you could pick up your daughter.
"Look what I did to daddy's hair, momma!"Leia said pointing toward your husband who you now looked at closely. You let out a chuckle as you realized the braids that were littered all over his head.
"Doesn't he look pretty, mommy?"She asked you.You nodded in agreement, "oh yes! Very pretty, indeed!"You say jokingly as Anakin playfully glared at you.
But then Anakin got an idea, "hey Leia, since you did my hair so pretty, why don't you do mommy's?"Anakin asked the little girl before looking up at you with a smirk.
Leia gasped and pouted her lips at you asking if she could. You sigh knowing you couldn't say no to her, "make me pretty, my little hair stylist!"You say and Leia smiled.
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Anakin Skywalker Imagines/Oneshots
FanfictionAnakin Skywalker Imagines. Female reader POV. *All credit goes to George Lucas and Disney. Except for the reader and the stories they are entirely my own. Highest ranking ever: #1 in StarWars