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[Just about Dylan's about to put his headphones on but doesn’t, since he is confuzzled.] “I’m going to be watching a farmer?” [Now put the headphones on.] “I’m going to be watching a little poor farm boy?” [Voice goes back to normal.] “Let’s have a good time.”
“We will if you stop trashing on my farm boy,” Anakin grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. Obi-Wan silently shook his head, his lips twisted into a tortured smile, hidden almost completely by his red beard.
Luke perks up, and the Force is once again full of pure joy and excitement and a thousand more emotions that Anakin has felt to some degree in his life. Luke’s eyes are wide in disbelief as he stares at his father, like either one of them will disappear at any moment and this was the last moment they had with each other.
“All right, where’s this janitor? Hahahahaha. I don’t know what’s going to piss you guys off more. Is it going to be the Dragonball Z joke or is it going to be the custodian joke?”
“What is a dragon ball?” Ahsoka asked, confused since neither balls nor dragons had been previously mentioned by the man on screen.
“Maybe some sort of egg from a dragon? There are krayt dragons on Tatooine,” Anakin supplied, though equally as confused as his former Padawan was. Luke watched his father converse with Ahsoka with wide eyes. He nodded along with his words, as if he was a fact checker and Anakin had never even seen a holo of Tatooine before in his life.
“I feel like barrel is the brother of the word nozzle.”
“What the haran is he talking about?” Rex cries in outrage at the same time that Anakin clutches his stomach, roaring with laughter. Ahsoka grins, her eyes flickering between her former master and captain.
[Vader is now threatening Leia by waving his finger at her menacingly, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Dylan, causing another spiel of laughter.] “Hehehehehehehe!”
Master Yoda’s ears curl ever so slightly as his eyes squint close once again. Quite unbalanced, this young child was. Seem to find control over his strong emotions, he cannot .
Fortunately for Master Yoda, Dylan Matthews was not a Jedi, nor was he strong in the Force. So, Yoda could relax and let his concerns flow through the Force, where they belonged.
[Luke is cleaning R2-D2, when he stumbles upon Princess Leia’s recording to Obi-Wan Kenobi.] “Obi-Wan Kenobi. That name’s familiar. I don’t know who that is though.”
Ahsoka smirked at Obi-Wan as Anakin snickered.
“Damn, Obi-Wan, how is your ego going to recover from that?” Anakin teased.
“As well as yours does, my former Padawan,” Obi-Wan said nonchalantly. “I’ll sulk in my chambers for a week without contacting anyone.”
Ahsoka let out a loud laugh, remembering that week quite clearly. Anakin’s face fell, though his eyes flickered to his former Padawan, pleasantly surprised by her amusement. “That was one time! Younglings are more mean than you think.”