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[palfriendpatine66]

Making of Monday

This week I offer up a deleted scene from Pining in Preschool chapter 30, where Obi-Wan and Anakin come back home again after reconciling at Qui-Gon’s after their big fight.

I had a major habit of throwing SO MUCH into every chapter of PiP. Part of it was I did want them going through a lot, it was what pushed them to work through their collective baggage to arrive in a much better place. BUT a lot of it was I was new to writing and figuring out pacing and crammed in a ton, worried about showing the downtimes when big things weren’t happening.

This scene got cut because it was leading to Anakin being sick - he was going to wake up in the morning super sick and Obi-Wan was going to take care of the kids and take care of everything work on rebuilding trust and showing the kids he wasn’t going anywhere.

Too much.

[edited to add: ALSO I can’t really remember but I think i had previously cut or at least significantly reduced the interaction between Anakin and Quin when he asked him to come take care of Boga so he and the kids could flee the Obi-Wanless house go camping for a few days]

I instead ended chapter 30 on a positive note at Qui-Gon’s cabin, and then had chapter 31 be the family camping trip where they have family time and solid communication and rebuild that trust all together.

Read below the cut for the deleted scene

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Luke’s head rolls to the side as Anakin lifts him from his car seat. Both twins had fallen asleep on the ride home shortly after leaving Qui-Gon’s cabin in the woods, as soon as they were convinced that Obi-Wan was coming as well. He arrives to ease Leia into his arms, snoring softly.

“What is Quinlan doing here?” Obi-Wan sounds mystified as he eyes the extra car in the driveway as they pass by.

“Oh, I asked him to stop by and feed Boga while we were camping.” Anakin grunts as he shifts Luke to one side to open the door. From the entryway they can just see Quin sprawled on the floor with the ginger tabby kneading his stomach. “Make yourself at home, why don’t you,” he calls out.

“Excuse me for spending a couple minutes looking after this precious thing, like you asked.” Quin rolls his eyes as he stands. “You look like shit, Obes,” he frowns as he looks him over. “Uhhh you too, kid. Is everything -”

“I don’t think we like camping,” Anakin mumbles in his direction. Now that he’s home everything must be catching up to him, he feels leaden as he moves to take Leia from Obi-Wan. “Take your time and hang with Quin if you want, inspect the damage. I’ll put these guys down and then pass out myself. I’m dead tired.”

“I’ll bring her up first,” Obi-Wan attempts to protest, but Anakin ignores him and shifts her out of his arms with ease of practice. “I don’t know how you do that,” Obi-Wan smiles softly as he watches him adjust one child on each hip and move to the stairs.

“It’s my workout. Got to maintain my dad bod,” Anakin purses his lips in an air kiss as he walks away.

“Oh love, you do not have a dad bod,” Obi-Wan corrects, mostly to himself. Quinlan snorts and scoops up the cat as he plops down on the couch with a scrutinizing look. “Go on then,” Obi-Wan sighs, sinking down with exhaustion. “Get on with it.” He figures he’d rather just get the inquisition over with, he wants to get upstairs to bed. To Anakin.

“Come on Obes, don’t be like that. You look like you’ve been on a bender.”

“I was not,” Obi-Wan snaps, his eyes flashing. “And I’m alright, Quinlan, just exhausted. Thank you for looking in on Boga.”

Quin narrows his eyes. “Why did he ask me?”

“Hmm?” Obi-Wan asks distractedly as Boga lands in his lap and he pets her absently behind the ears glancing wistfully at the stairway.

“Why did your boy toy, who avoids contact with me at all costs, craft a cryptic message worthy of the CIA to ask me to take care of your cat? It’s not like you to take off on an unplanned camping trip. And you just returned in separate vehicles looking like you’ve come home from war. ”

Obi-Wan holds the cat to his chest gently in stark contrast to the rock hard stare he turns onto Quinlan. “He is NOT my boy toy.” He grits his teeth and seems unwilling to address the rest of his friend’s astute observations.

Quin seems to pick up as much and softens his stance. “I just want to make sure you’re alright.”

“Yes! Your concern is noted, but I can take care of myself, thank you. Secondly, I am fine. Just very tired at the moment.”

“Okay, okay, I can take a hint,” Quin rolls his eyes as he makes for the door.

Obi-Wan snorts in disagreement. “That would be a first” and

“That reminds me: I’m pretty sure you guys owe me a favor now so I’ll let you know when I’m ready to cash in on that: I have a couple of ideas in mind -“

“Goodnight, Quinlan!” Obi-Wan shoves him toward the door without any heat behind it. He’s just glad he can finally head upstairs to join Anakin. He doubts he would have slept very well the last few nights by himself, even if it hadn’t been for the mess of emotions that was absolutely impossible to keep at bay in the quiet of night; he’s become too used to sleeping with the weight of Anakin in his arms, snoring lightly into his chest.

Boga leaps out of his arms when he peeks into Leia’s room, a relief because he doesn’t know that Anakin would tolerate anything coming in between the two of them in bed this evening. He spends a few minutes lingering in each room, readjusting blankets and watching the rise and fall of chests through peaceful rest.

He’s overwhelmed with the realization that he could have lost this. All of this. He’s not sure at what point after seeing Anakin breathless and on his knees at Rex’s garage, red faced and stammering and perfectly disheveled, he started to imagine a future where he might not just find love but a whole family.

He can’t resist the pull of Anakin any longer. He enters the bedroom and immediately wraps the younger man in his arms. It would seem Anakin had face planted onto the bed directly after his shower, his hair and upper body soaking Obi-Wan’s clothes, his hips still wrapped in a towel. “Ugh, love, you didn’t dry off. You’ll get the pillows wet.” Obi-Wan complains without moving away, in fact, he hugs the wet body to his side even tighter.

“Too tired,” Anakin mumbles into the mattress. He lets out a small whine of protest, still unmoving, when Obi-Wan presses a chaste kiss to a damp shoulder and eases off the bed. He returns only moments later with sleep pants, which he maneuvers onto a supremely unhelpful Anakin after freeing him of the towel and gently patting him dry.

“I try to avoid saying this as a matter of policy, but Quinlan was right. You look terrible,” Obi-Wan murmurs, taking in the bags under Anakin’s eyes as he rolls him onto the pillow. Anakin spares a critical glance that lets Obi-Wan know he hasn’t missed the swollen eyes, gaunt cheeks, and unkempt hair and beard on the face looking down with him in concern.

“ ‘M better already,” Anakin slurs sleepily, and Obi-Wan didn’t think his heart could melt any further until an arm reached up for him. “Hold me tonight?” There isn’t a single night that Anakin doesn’t end up chasing Obi-Wan across any space that manages to move between them during the night, closing the distance and tangling their bodies together even in his sleep, but the request is endearing and Obi-Wan is happy to oblige.

[blackcurrant-juice]

[mystradepromptsandscenarios]

Mystrade Monday Prompt #52

For August 28, 2023

“Are you sure?”

The game is to write a flash fic this weekend and post it here (or with a link to the fic on AO3) on Monday with the hashtag Mystrade Monday.

Flash fiction is a complete story that is less than 1,000 words. 360mg is complete fic of 360 words with the last two beginning with “M” and “G” in any order. Please spread the word.

Hot tip: if you tag @mystradepromptsandscenarios , we’ll reblog it.

It’s our 6th anniversary August 28! Hoping to see lot’s of fics on Monday!

[aresismybabygirl]

It's Momday

[rebelkelley0219]

The legend that took out the elite

[yarn-dragon]

I have been assigned Sable by the class (my friends)

[sleepyy-27]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[unganseylike]

my favorite weekday posts are the ones where i just reblog every week with no caption. like if u know u know

[misqnon]

just finished WCI and realized big moms devil fruit power is about souls and life aka "the gift of life" aka something hailed as an almighty gift only a mother can give . big Mom. ok

[palfriendpatine66]

Making of Monday (kind of). More of a reminder to track down exactly how many different outlines with varying order of events I created for my big bang fic.

I know its definitely over 5. I wouldn't be surprised if it was 10+

[navysealt4t]

legally blonde is stuck in my head… guh

[designers-teaparty]

looking or banger cookie/brownie/small pastry recipes that i can use to bribe my coworkers and boss into letting me take a day off at short notice, taking suggestions

[lisascumslut78]

hozier:

[alfareria]

Good morning

[coffeenuts]

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