Title: Patchwork Author: Alexis_Wingstar Genre: Like the title implies, this ongoing work of drabbles will include many genres, including AU and cannon speculation. Timeframe: Spans all eras, and times. Characters: Again, refer to the title. Star Wars is the thread that sews the pieces all together into a patchwork quilt. Note: This is in response to The Ultimate Drabble Challenge: So Nice, We'll Do It Twice!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Smooth Running his fingers over her cheek, he marveled at the smoothness of her skin. He smiles as she turns her head in her sleep to nestle her face into the warmth of his hand. Love fills his heart, and he silently thanks the Force for his good fortune, and fervently hopes he does nothing to mess up things for her. He only wants to make her happy for the rest of her life and vows to himself to remove any obstacles to that goal. ?I love you, Allana,? Jacen whispers to his daughter as he returns her to her cradle. Rough ?Would you like to get a bite to eat with me, Shmi?? Cliegg gave her a self-conscious smile when his stomach loudly rumbled at the possibility of food. Her smile was one of regret, and she lowered her eyes to look away. ?I can?t. I have to finish work for my master first.? ?Oh? I?m sorry.? Cliegg silently cursed himself for the lame response as she replied, ?So am I,? and watched with a sinking heart as she walked away. I thought life as a moisture farmer was rough. I swear I will find a way to free you, Shmi. Dry The teenager had fun as he swam under the surface of the mountain lake. He paused as he saw the massive kemli swim towards him. Awe filled him as the creature floated to a stop in front of him. The bi-peddled and the finned mammals starred into each other?s eyes for a moment that lasted an eternity. As the kemli swam away, the boy surfaced and gasped for air. His heart beat with the excitement of discovery. ~~Dinner?s ready, padawan.~~ Qui-gon swam back to shore. After using a towel to dry and dressing, he joined Master Dooku for the meal. Wrinkled The sun?s rays shown through the bedroom window and concentrated themselves on the boy?s eyelids. Moaning, the child rolled over, and gasped as he fell out of bed with a resounding thump. ?Poodoo,? he exclaimed as he rose from the floor and realized just how late it was. Hair rumpled with major bed head, and slept-in clothes helplessly wrinkled, Anakin rushed out into the living room of the quarters he shared with his master. He sat across from Obi-wan, mirroring his meditative pose and prepared for another scolding, but was pleasantly surprised to hear instead? ?Welcome among the living, Padawan.? Weathered Owen eyed his weathered face critically in the mirror and rubbed at his unshaved jowls. ?When did I become old?? He muttered gruffly. Then from over his shoulder, he spied a pair of sky blue eyes peering at him with a smile that always warmed him from the inside out. He felt his heart quicken as he turned to his wife and held his hand out to her. ?Why do you look as beautiful now as you did the first time I saw you?? Beru took his hand and stepped into his loving embrace. ?Your love has kept me young.?