#de-aged Obi-Wan

[shootingstarpilot]

at some point I'm gonna write a oneshot where obi-wan gets de-aged (to like bandomeer age or something, so we still got a nice lil sprinkle of trauma in there)- the old sith artifact trope, or something like that, that's not important because what i want is baby obi-wan sensing some deep and dangerous darkness in anakin and absolutely refusing to let him near him (or any of the other medics), and anakin's growing more and more frustrated and angry and helix is just about to hit him with a stunner because he's not leaving when obi-wan's eyes widen and in an instant he's off the bed and darting around anakin (who tries to grab him, but he's too slow) and into the hallway and then they hear an oof--

helix glares down skywalker and strides out--

and nearly trips over mace, kneeling on the floor, with obi-wan clinging to him like a koala.

the 187th had been the next-closest, after the 501st. and when cody had commed the council with the news, well... no one had to ask who would go to them.

anyway head empty no thoughts only anakin having to reckon with the fact that this kid version of his master absolutely adores mace windu, of all people, and wants nothing to do with his own padawan.

featuring mace and obi-wan fluff and h/c (because the concept of mace being his finder is SO IMPORTANT TO ME), anakin being an ass, the 187th and 212th fighting a custody battle to end all custody battles, and an eventual tusken massacre reveal, because what do you mean when you say darkness, obi-wan?

(and listen i know he's a fictional character but i think a mace windu hug would fix me.)

[im-here-and-im-confused]

in love with baby-wan okay

[phoenixyfriend]

Time travel AU that starts out as a normal, standard Obi-Wan Is Twelve Again, then veers WILDLY to the left with the arrival of Ky Narec and a 5yo Ventress who very much remembers being an adult and while she's not evil anymore, she DOES have terrible impulse control and a horrible tendency to bite Obi-Wan in particular (also Dooku)

I'm imagining Obi-Wan's still an Initiate himself. The exhibition fight with Bruck hasn't even happened yet.

"Bitch, are you teething?" She is long past teething, Obi-Wan is just being Rude.

Bruck tries to bully Obi-Wan, who doesn't even CARE, but Ventress DOES and Bruck doesn't get the affectionate play bites. He gets Former Sith Stole A Saber And Is Coming For His Ass.

Horrible little girl with more murders in her ledger than People Met in Bruck's.

[frostbitebakery]

A Disturbed State Of The Natural Environment, Gods-Fucking-Dammit

A Pada-Wan Story

for @lttrsfrmlnrrgby

“Obi— Commander Kenobi-“

“You can call me Obi-Wan, Cody,” the kid huffs. “Neither you nor I will suddenly combust into a ball of fire if you do.”

You don’t know that, Cody thinks, not liking how his voice sounds in his mind.

Four days since the incident - or, “The Incident,” how Boil and Waxer like to say in unison with the bucket lights under their chins -, two since the 104th of all Battalions received their signal and towed the 212th fleet to the nearest station within the Republic that would allow them to overhaul the ships’ electronics.

It has been exactly two point five hours since Wolffe stopped wheezing at Cody over comms. Nearly as much time as the kid had vanished from under Cody’s paranoid nose.

“Councilor Kenobi is safe and sound,” General Koon had assured him while Wolffe stood at perfect parade rest a step behind, shriek-laughing his armor off.

The kid sighs. “You have come here for a reason?” he asks, stubborn and prim. “Or is Wooley babysitting me not enough?” He points a thumb over his shoulder to Wooley popping up several yards away, waving.

“If you haven’t noticed Hook, Line, and Sinker also keeping an eye on you, my trepidations are justified.”

The kid rolls his eyes, gesturing to three empty looking spots in the distance. “I am well aware Master Koon is in league with you.”

Cody will not explain safety precautions again. He’s saving that for when the kid really sets out to stomp on any and all walls Cody had to hastily and thoroughly built when his General, his partner, suddenly turned into a child at the worst possible development stage for Cody’s sanity.

The kid studies him while Cody is trying to come up with a legitimate reason for looking for him. Direct admittance to personal concern would backfire on Cody in multiple, entertaining ways, and he frankly doesn’t want to deal with that. From the kid being smug that Cody cares about him very much so keeping his distance must mean something more. To accusations of not trusting Obi-Wan (which, correct, Cody doesn’t know him after all), seeing him as a kid (also true) when he’s sixteen and basically a stone’s throw away from becoming a geezer.

Sixteen. Cody shudders. He remembers very well that half year when he was that developmental age. He shudders again. Gods, the mood swings alone.

“I am reasonably paranoid about your welfare,” he says at last. Wooden which makes him cringe but he’s never lied to Obi-Wan and he’s not starting now.

The kid stares at him for a while. One corner of his mouth quirks up with a shrug and a shuttered look in his eyes Cody desperately wants to make better. “It’s different when they really are out to get you, isn’t it.” The Council had explained how precarious his older self’s safety was at the best of times. Cody had only seen the aftermath and the accompanying ranting about life choices with the occasional visibly happy understanding that Obi-Wan could, actually, grow a non-patchy beard when he’s got a few more years on him.

“May I sit with you?” Cody asks. Shoveling his own metaphorical grave is so much easier with mixed signals after all. But he misses the older Obi-Wan. It’s not fair of him but he needs this.

The expected blush blooms on freckled cheeks. “Yes, of course!” is the eager reply, followed by more blushing.

It’s endearingly cute and Cody would like to chew on his bucket now.

The kid scoots over, wide eyed and expectant.

Gingerly, Cody lowers himself, ignoring the armor digging into his ass and thighs. And lets the silence stretch.

This, really, is what he came here for. A self-indulgent little break to catch his breath. The High General of a Systems Army is compromised and that fact has to remain eyes only to an exclusive handful of people. Only the Jedi Council knows out of obvious necessity. So it’s up to Cody to keep everything else running, keeping the admiralty in the dark because even teenaged Obi-Wan had said he’s got a bad feeling if they were to tell the brass. So they haven’t.

Usually, when flimsiwork and war horrors keep stacking up and expand into an avalanche, Obi-Wan and Cody sit together in silence, sharing a precious cup of real tea, being together and lending support and strength they can’t find for themselves but can always, always find for each other.

Selfishly he wants that strength from Obi-Wan now, the warmth of his body nearby. He’s already breathing easier.

The kid is looking at him curiously, but Cody chooses not to say anything. Instead he turns forward once more, watching the busy night markets of the station and the stars behind it. After a moment the kid does the same.

Shoulders slowly relax and the silence becomes comfortable.

[weregonnabecoolbeans]

I see people say they want a genuine live action clone wars and like yes in theory that would be awsome but…

What i would love is if they just un-cancelled the animated clone wars and just gave us a bunch of new arcs

And then have a bunch of live action clone wars flashbacks in Ahsoka

[sketchyspirit]

All yours

(cropped) commission for the 54th chapter of @barmadumet 's fanfic Streets of Gold ✨✨

[icwasher]

New fic alert!

Accidentally In Love: a fic in which Sabine and Ezra fake-date in order to stop questions during a Wren Family Reunion.

Spoiler Alert: It doesn't go as planned.

Have a snippet!

A wicked grin came over her face. “That,” she said, “is brilliant.” Ezra beamed. “Really? I thought it was a bit stupid.” “No, no.” Sabine drummed her fingers on her knees. “Problem is, I only know one guy.” Ezra frowned. “Who is it? Do you think he would be willing to do that? It’s a pretty crazy plan . . .” He trailed off, finally noticing the expression on Sabine’s face. “No,” he said, shaking his head vigorously. “No, no, no, no.” He gave her a look. “Sabine, that is the stupidest—Sabine, I’m not going to pretend to be your boyfriend .” “It was your idea!” protested Sabine. “Besides, it’ll only be for a few rotations.” He still didn’t look convinced. “ Come on . They’ll believe it! We’ve been living together long enough that they’re bound to think we’ve developed feelings for each other. And just think of the look on Great Aunt Sarti’s face when she finds out I’m dating a Jetti . . .” The last bit was more for herself, but Ezra did look amused. “Maybe . . .” he said. He appeared a little hesitant still, but Sabine knew he was warming up the idea. She knew Ezra would eventually agree with her. He was like that; he didn’t like to disappoint people. And there was a part of him that would enjoy this whole debacle, Sabine knew it. She just knew it.

[to-proudly-go]

WIP SNIP (Obikin)

Mygosh it's been a hot second since I've had a free day 😭 I wanted to share this before I disappear again behind uni stuff

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“Your hair is almost long enough for a braid,” Obi-Wan murmurs into the air between them as he tucks away an errant curl behind Anakin’s right ear. He stares at Obi-Wan with wide eyes, the thin skin on his ear burning as gentle fingertips brush against its shell. Anakin’s heart pounds away in his chest, and his tongue suddenly feels three sizes too big for his mouth.

“Will you?” Anakin blurts out against the lump in his throat, voice thin. “Braid it for me, I mean.”

Obi-Wan’s lips part from each other in surprise, his hand still in the air beside Anakin’s face. If he turns his face to his right, he’d be nuzzling into the cup of warmth he is sure to find in Obi-Wan’s palm. But he just continues to stare at the man, riveted by the tongue that came out to wet chapped but soft-looking lips.

Anakin’s lungs ache with the breath he is holding in as he waits for Obi-Wan’s response. Just as he silently curses himself for not stopping his stupid mouth from running, Obi-Wan smiles, and it is a small, sweet thing. “For old time's sake?”

His chest shudders from the strength of his relieved exhale. “Yeah. Yeah, sure, Master.”

[clonemando]

Waxer*Boil Month Week 2: Huddling for Warmth/Safety

Boil doesn't like getting left behind while Waxer is out on missions and likes it even less when he is called to Cody's room without hearing back from Waxer after that mission has ended. Thankfully the explanation isn't as bad as he feared and is something he can help with.

Written for @waxerboilmonth Find it on AO3 here.

Boil tried hard to not make it obvious that his hands were shaking as he hurried to Cody’s private quarters where Cody and the General were waiting for him. The last mission had only required a small team so Waxer’s squad had gone while Boil and his men had stayed. It was always hard, watching Waxer leave, not knowing when or if he would return this time. The fact they had both survived this long was already a miracle. 

“Sirs, you asked to see me?” he asked, opening the door with a small knock. He had watched the solemn way Waxer’s boys had come back to their bunks. Normally, Waxer sent him a message as they were leaving and when they returned. This time, his com line had been silent. He didn’t want to believe it, but he had a feeling he knew why he was being called in. He was just grateful Obi-Wan and Cody were telling him in private. 

“Oh thank the force! Cody, Boil’s here. Come in, he won’t stop crying and you’re the one that’s usually closest to him,” Obi-Wan said, grabbing Boil by the arm and basically dragging him into the room.

It was not what Boil expected. Instead, he found Cody on his knees looking for all the world like he was trying to lure a tooka out from under his bed. Hearing Obi-Wan, Cody tried to get up and knocked his head on the bunk with a little yelp. 

“Oh good. Boil, Waxer crawled under the bed and won’t come out or stop crying. We need you to calm him down and get him out.” Cody said, rubbing his head where he had hit it. 

Boil frowned. There wasn’t a ton of space under the bed and he knew that a fully armored trooper wouldn’t be able to fit. “Did he get turned into a tooka?” was out of his mouth before he could stop himself and he felt his cheeks heating as Cody grinned and the General chuckled. 

“Not quite,” Obi-Wan admitted with a shrug, “We found the artifact we were asked to retrieve but Ventress arrived at the same time we did. While Cody and I kept her busy, Waxer snuck up and grabbed the small idol, but it activated. and there was a flash of light before… well.. He shrunk,” 

“He looks and acts like a second year cadet again or a four year old nat-born,” Cody sighed while gesturing to the bed, “We had to abandon his armor since it was too large, but Obi-Wan wrapped him in his outer robes and we all retreated. Once we got in, he immediately hid under my bunk and won’t come out.”

Boil swallowed hard. He knew what a second year cadet looked like. Waxer wouldn’t actually be any cuter than any other cadet that age but… the idea of it sounded really adorable in his mind. 

“Does he still have his memories? We didn’t know each other at that age so he might not trust me if he doesn’t. I’d be a stranger to him, too,” he pointed out.

Obi-Wan shrugged in response. “I honestly don’t know but we decided it was worth having you try. Hopefully, this will be a temporary state and will wear off on its own, but I already contacted Madame Nu to see if she or her archivists can find any more information on reversing it. If not..” Obi-Wan said and Boil nodded, finally kneeling down to peek under the bed.

A hurt sound escaped his lips at the adorable sight awaiting him. It was worse than he thought. Waxer was still bald though his facial hair was gone now and his eyes were red and puffy from crying. He was wrapped so completely in Obi-Wan’s robes that it was like a blanket around him. 

“Hey Wax, you remember me? It’s your friend Boil. It’s okay if you don’t remember but I want you to know, it’s safe here. No one is going to hurt you. We just want to help,” he murmured softly. Remembering how Waxer helped him when he was upset, he didn’t try to reach out immediately. He just waited, lying on his belly on the floor, for Waxer to make a choice. 

Waxer sniffled. “B-Boil? Why… Why am I so small?” he whimpered and Boil relaxed a little—Waxer seemed to remember him, at least. 

“Force crap,” Boil hummed, making Waxer give a surprised giggle at the curse word. It seemed he remembered Boil but he was definitely not himself. Noticing that he was trembling, Boil finally offered a hand. 

“I know you get cold easily. Will you come out and move to the top of the bed? We can wrap you up in blankets and it will be much warmer than only wearing the General’s robes,” he offered but didn’t try to force him. 

“Can I cuddle you?” Waxer asked, eyes wide, and there was no way even the Sith would have been able to deny a request like that, so obviously Boil melted. 

“Of course. Cody will get you some clothes and we’ll both steal his bunk since it’s bigger than what we have in our rooms. We’ll cuddle as long as you need,” he promised, feeling relieved as Waxer finally leaned forward and took Boil’s hand, letting himself be helped out from under the bed.

Obi-Wan and Cody had moved to the other side of the room to give them some space, and Boil noticed that Obi-Wan had stepped up to the door and was talking to someone outside of it- likely to get the cadet uniform for Waxer. 

Waxer immediately tried to use Boil as a shield so the other pair couldn’t see him. “Why are you so afraid of Commander Cody and the General?” Boil asked curiously. It wasn’t like Waxer to be so distrusting. 

“It was loud and they were shouting so much and then we got here and it was cold and there were so many people!” he whined softly and Boil wrapped an arm around him, letting him hide his face in Boil’s shoulder. Boil was in his grays since he hadn’t been scheduled for duty any time soon, so at least there wasn’t any armor in the way. 

Cody stepped forward, “Here, we’ll go to Obi-Wan’s room for now so he can have some space. We’re sorry for scaring you Waxer. We’ll work on getting you back to yourself soon.” he announced, offering Boil the cadet blues. Then Cody and Obi-Wan were gone and Boil relaxed a little before focusing on the little Waxer burrowing himself into Boil’s shirt and trembling slightly. 

“Come on, you’ll be warmer once you’re dressed. Then we can sit on the bed instead of the floor,” he said, gently pushing Waxer off of him so he could stand and guide him to the attached fresher that was a perk of Cody’s Commander status. It was tiny, but it allowed him to clean the dirt off of his tiny ARF partner before helping him into his clothes. 

Waxer was surprisingly quiet through the whole thing, which felt wrong since Boil was usually the quiet one and Waxer usually didn’t know how to stop blabbering, but he was clearly still scared and working through things.

“Come here,” Boil hummed once they got back to the bed. He took all of Cody’s blankets and wrapped them around Waxer so only his eyes could be seen peeking out from the mound. The little giggle warmed his heart even while Boil worried about how long Waxer was going to be stuck like this. 

Waxer’s pout was almost audible as he stared at Boil “But now I can’t snuggle with you and you’re my best friend, so we have to snuggle. I always sleep better when we do.” he pointed out.

Boil’s lips twitched up into a small smirk “Sure we can. Like this,” he said and wrapped himself around the whole blanket bundle, which rewarded him with even more little giggles.

“I guess that’s okay, but I won’t be able to hear your heart beating or feel you breathing and know you’re okay. My brain feels all mushy right now but I remember… I remember that I don’t remember people I should, and that I miss them, and I don’t want to miss you, too,” Waxer murmured after a little bit.

Boil frowned. “I’m not going anywhere. You don’t need to miss me, Wax,” he said, but he carefully freed Waxer’s head from the blankets so he could rest it against Boil’s chest.

That seemed to be the last thing Waxer needed to be able to fall asleep with a little yawn. 

Boil just held him close, making sure he felt warm and safe, and eventually Waxer’s soft breathing lulled him to sleep as well.

[sunrisemcash]

"What do you mean you can't?"

Obi-Wan asked, frowning.

Master Che shook her head, "I don't think I can make an antidote for him."

"Oh kriff."

There is it! @delless03

[teddybarebones]

I LOVE any de-aged Obi-wan AUs specifically for the purpose of fixing the version of Obi-wan that Anakin has created in his mind.

Anakin seems to think of Obi-wan as this “perfect jedi” and Anakin believes that he’ll never be as “perfect” as Obi-wan is

But seeing Obi at (any) younger phase of his life would show Anakin just how wrong he is.

Initiate Obi-wan: uncontrolled visions/dreams, (a bit) hostile, ready to fight

11y/o Obi-wan: unwanted by jedi masters, sent to AgriCorps, kidnapped and sold into slavery, absolutely zero self-preservation skills

13y/o Obi-wan: LEFT THE JEDI in order to do what he feels is right

14+y/o Obi-wan: low self-esteem, sarcastic, desperate for affection, very judgmental, always feels like a failure

…it would blow Anakin’s mind to see his master like that

[im-da-bronx]

Even funnier: Alpha’s the housewife.

He bakes cookies. He cooks. He washes Obi-Wan’s favorite blanket. He is very obviously the housewife.

Cody brings a work associate over for dinner one day, and they’re already intimidated by this 6’2 former Marshal Commander of the Grand Army of the Republic.

And then they actually enter the apartment and Cody’s partner, whom they’ve only ever heard sweet and nice things about, greets them in all of his 6’9 brick shithouse glory, wearing a “kiss the cook” apron and house slippers.

We’ve all seen deaging fics where Dooku somehow gets a hold of Obi-Wan as a tiny and the clones have to go save him, but what I want, is a fic where both Dooku and Obi-Wan revert back to what they were when Obi-Wan was barely 13, and the clones all think this tiny little Jedi baby is gonna run away from the scary bad sith, but are shook up when Obi-Wan, covered in bruises (poor baby was on Melida/Daan he’s half starved and has many ouchies) looks over at Dooku, who looks dazed and confused and as soon as the man looks at his lightsaber (it’s not even lit but Dooku can FEEL it) the man yelps and throws it away (which is the only reason the clones don’t try to kill the man, he’s unarmed and now they want to take him in alive) and Obi-Wan just makes a chirpy nervous sound and asks if master Dooku was sent to come bring him back to the temple?

Dooku takes a bit to reply, but when he crouches down and holds a hand out to Obi-Wan, Cody’s heart drops when the skinny little thing immediately goes to him, and Dooku just mutters that he has no idea where they are, but then??? He starts healing Obi-Wan’s ouchies??? (‘It’s okay, little one, let Grandmaster help you.’ ‘You don’t have to, Master Dooku, I’m not part of the order anymore. Master told me I could never be.’ ‘That fool wouldn’t know sense if it hit him, you are not expelled from the order for a little rebellion, and even if you had been, no proper procedures to expel you can be preformed by a master. He didn’t leave you with your stipend, you didn’t have official orders from the council to leave. At most, you’ll be reprimanded for not following orders.’ ‘…but I don’t have a master anymore?’)

All the clones hearts break, and they watch this man that had been their enemy, just curl Obi-Wan into his arms like he could protect him from the universe.

Of course, they still have to capture him, it’s needed, but they put him in locked quarters with access to Obi-Wan, who’s confused on why they wanted to separate them at first.

Dooku and Obi-Wan unfortunately don’t get reaged, which is really nerve wrecking at first and now Cody, Anakin and Dooku seem to be in a tense custody battle over the baby general, who’s shocked and a little clingy to these men who want him so badly??? But they’re able to look into Dooku’s mind and recover a memory of who the Sith Lord is, and get rid of Palpatine.

Cody moves into the temple directly into Obi-Wan’s quarters, while Dooku is pretty much temple bound (he knows what happened and while Qui-Gon’s death is causing him MASSIVE grief, he understands that being kept close at hand is best for him) so he can’t be in the same quarters as Obi-Wan, while Anakin and Ahsoka have pretty much moved in with Padme since she announced she’s pregnant. Anakin basically fought the council and demanded to be allowed to help teach Obi-Wan, and Obi-Wan is basically communal padawan now lmao. Dooku can’t do it on his own since he’s dealing with his own shit, Anakin still has to train Ahsoka (but he’s the best for teaching Obi-Wan lightsaber training) and Cody is null but is teaching Obi-Wan Mandalorian language and fighting lol.

Everyone eventually agrees that Cody is basically his dad tho. He’s who Obi-Wan climbs into bed with when he has bad dreams.

Also someone figures out how to fix the clones genetics so they don’t age as fast. Normally I wouldn’t care about that sort of thing, but I always worry about the speedies. They don’t deserve to age like that.

Btw someone showed Rex all the tiny blonde clones they made with his own genetics and he claimed them all as his sons and he lives next door to Obi and Cody and so Obi-Wan has a bunch of little cousins now.

When Garen and Bant and Reeft first got a proper chance to see baby-wan, they hugged him so tight and then Quinlan burst into the room and refused to put Obi-Wan down for an hour. That’s baby. Such baby.

But also, Obi-Wan sleeping in Cody’s arms with his little head on Cody’s bicep and half his body over Cody’s stomach because he’s so tiny. That’s so cute. He’s baby and wants love.

[kitcat22]

Okay, okay so I’m thinking of an au mashup in which Obi Wan gets de-aged in the middle of the clone wars, except Obi Wan is now at the age when his prophetic visions and slightly offputting nature were at they’re height.

I tend to follow the belief, in Seer!Obi wan fics, that Yoda took one look at the 8 year old Obi Wan who keeps telling him increasingly creepy little snippets of his future and the looked at Sifo-Dyas rocking back and forth in the corner doodling the same face over and over, with slight variations, muttering insanities as Dooku tries to lure him out with a trail of biscuits and tea, and just went. No. Absolutely not. Not doing this again. And the council at the time just sort of agreed to put a mental block in place to stop Obi Wan from growing up into Sifo-Dyas Junior.

This is was all fine and dandy, until Obi Wan is suddenly 7 again without this block in place and planets away from anyone capable of rebuilding it again. Force forbid they allow Skywalker a go at it.

Now there’s an unsettling redheaded child making very worrying, very creepy comments.

Anakin: awww, aren’t you a cute!!!

Baby!Obi-Wan: Your hands drip with the blood of trillions, Your arrogance veils the sins you wish not to confront, Your decrepit body shall live on long past your own death, in a cage of its own making.

Anakin: : - 0

Baby!Obi-Wan: but thank you : - )

Ahsoka and Rex are very reluctant to be near the baby after he tells them how everyone they love will die and they shall continue on, surrounded but alone all the same.

Cody and the 212th choose to endure the comments on how they will die enslaved, put down by the masters that created them, deprived of personhood and kindness because creepy baby or not, that’s they’re general right there, they can figure all the freakiness out after the they’ve comforted the child. (They are immensely worried over this, though)

It’s not like Obi wan is enjoying this either. He doesn’t want to predict all this, it won’t stop!

Dooku, on the other hand is thrilled. He kind of regrets not keeping his lover Sifo-Dyas around as his own personal fortune cookie machine / Magic 8 ball. Not cause he misses him or anything. Not at all. He just thinks the tactical advantage would be wonderful! (This is slightly ignorant of how unstable and harmful Sifo’s visions were) To have his Grandpadawan back in this impressionable, powerful state would also be wonderful!

He changes his mind after about 10 minutes with said grandpadawan.

He wants the adult one back please. The 7 year old is dissecting his soul and telling him how pointless his life decisions have been :-(

Shit really hits the fan when baby!Obi-Wan accidentally bumps into Sheev.

Obi wan returns to adult form in a galaxy that sort of resembles this

He can’t do much complaining though considering it was him that caused this.

[phoenixyfriend]

I'm also thinking of a different setting where baby Anakin refers to Vader as the Big Mean Thing In My Head

Idk if Vader got de-aged into Anakin and bb Ani is explaining this impotent Echo of a Sith to like. Obi-Wan and the twins? After they found him wandering around the Death Star, alone.

Or if Vader's ghost time-traveled to the prequels, and Obi-Wan had to grapple with this 9yo he just met being either prone to auditory hallucinations, or Haunted. For probably years. Just some light, trans-temporal, overbearing, sith-fueled possession.

[frostbitebakery]

The kid studies him while Cody is trying to come up with a legitimate reason for looking for him. Direct admittance to personal concern would backfire on Cody in multiple, entertaining ways, and he frankly doesn’t want to deal with that.

[ahsoka-in-a-hood]

What if every single temple-raised jedi was simultaneously de-aged during the clone wars though. Obi Wan, Ahsoka, Mace, every council member, and also, funnily enough, Count Dooku, because he's still a former crecheling even if he's a sith now- all of them turn into younglings

But Anakin doesn't. He became a padawan as soon as he joined, he doesn't get caught in this weird force event.

(And for that matter neither does Ventress. (was never at the temple!))

The clones are not really trained to deal with or look after younglings, and these were their generals 10 minutes ago, so they are on a sharp learning curve. There is only one adult Jedi General left: Anakin. It's all up to him now. He's responsible for all of them. It's up to him to stop Mace Windu from sticking a pencil up his nose.

(it would be great if Dooku's de-aging set the seppies back, right? Well yes, there is chaos there, to be sure. But then there is the tiny problem that Ventress doesn't know she's not technically supposed to be winning this war, so...)

Anakin is definitely having a stressful time right now.