Two Halfs of One Warrior • Obikin/Vaderwan One-Shots

Coming Onto You (sequel to In The Family)

• Summary: “Told you freshmen are the worst. Except for that girl upfront. You got yourself a little teacher’s pet.”
“Annileen? I believe she's an English major so she needs this course.”
Anakin considered him for a moment. “Hm, I don’t know Obi-Wan. She’s too enthusiastic. I think she’s got a crush.”
Obi-Wan sputtered. “She does not!”
“Aw, look at you, you’re turning red!” Anakin teased, pulling Obi-Wan closer to him.

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A student develops a crush on Obi-Wan. He can't fathom why, then he can't fathom why Anakin likes him too.

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There was nothing more awkward than having thirty pairs of glazed eyes staring back at you. All your words going one ear and out the other. A typical Monday and Wednesday lecture on Classical Literature with Professor Kenobi.

Anakin had warned him that most of those taking it weren’t actually English majors, just students trying to pass the class for university prerequisite credit. Obi-Wan wasn’t going to be the type to make their entire semester around his assigned readings, but they had to put in some effort to read something. It was only two chapters a week, with two 5-page essays, the midterm and the final. Everything else was short answers they submit online at any time–and boy do some of his students like submitting half-assed answers at three in the morning.

“Would anyone like to share their interpretation of Yoda’s chapter on self and action?”

The class would shyly look away, either at their books, their empty notes, or even at the damn walls so that he wouldn’t call on them.

In the front, a young girl raised her hand enthusiastically. Annileen Calwell, if Obi-Wan remembered correctly, was the only student to ever talk, but he couldn’t let her lead every discussion as she’d been doing since the beginning of the new semester.

“Please do not tell me Annileen was the only one who read this week’s readings, again.”

Somehow the class grew quieter.

While he took this position because he desperately needed the job, he was starting to understand why the previous professor left, and why no one else in the English department would take it.

“Well, I won’t sit here in silence, but that also does not mean this assignment will be discredited. So, how about I call on one of you to read aloud, as we did in primary school?”

There were the groans of their own undoing. Obi-Wan leaned against the podium, arms crossed over his chest as his students took out the reading. Some of them were asking each other to share–which was exactly why Obi-Wan emailed all scanned copies of the books so they wouldn’t have to buy the books. The least they could do was read the free material.

“Again, this was chapter six. Any volunteers to read?”

Unsurprisingly, Annileen raised her hand again.

Surprisingly, so did another, all the way in the back.

“You, go ahead.”

The student cleared his throat, the sound of shuffling as if he were standing. His familiar, deep voice forced Obi-Wan to look up, seeing his partner stand with the rest of his students.

Anakin had a copy of Yoda’s book, most likely picked off of Obi-Wan’s shelf. Back straightened, and voice clear, he began, “'Do, or do not, there is no try. An excuse, stalemate is trying.  Execution, or none'. Sir, may I comment on Yoda?”