FANFIC TIME
Hmmm I'm making up for not doing my prompt yesterday by writing a new Obidala fic! It's another song fic, this time to "Feel Good Drag" by Anberlin. Not the best I could've chosen out of my ENTIRE music collection, but oh well. Enjoy anyway!
“Feel Good Drag” by Saturn T. Riddle
"I'm here for you" she said
and we can stay for awhile,
my boyfriend's gone,
we can just pretend.
Lips that need no introduction
Now who's the greater sin,
Your drab eyes seem to invite
(tell me darling) Where do we begin.
They had nothing to say to each other, and the silence between them was awkward. Unbearably awkward. Obi-Wan knew he must do something, anything, to save the conversation, but nothing came to him. He could only stare in horror across the room at the woman before him. Padme’s gaze, meanwhile, was fixed on the floor.
Obi-Wan looked away and strolled over to the window of the apartment without a word. He looked out over the buzzing nightlife of the city, down at the speeders buzzing past and lights sparkling in the distance. His eyes focused on the lights of the Jedi Temple in the distance and he watched as their twinkles turned to blurs.
Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss, your calls, our crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devils in your hands
Padme walked over to Obi-Wan, joining him at the window. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. How could she explain in a way he would understand? Trying desperately not to notice the tears in his eyes, Padme could hardly contain the ones she herself felt coming.
“I’m sorry,” she said quietly, her voice cracking as she choked back a sob.
“I’m sure,” Obi-Wan said curtly, turning away from her and storming off towards the door.
Everyone in this town
is seeing somebody else
Everybody's tired of someone
our eyes wander for help
Prayers that need no answer now
I'm tired of who I am
You were my greatest mistake
I fell in love with your sin
Your littlest sin
“Obi-Wan, wait,” Padme called.
“Oh, we’re back to Obi-Wan now?” he snarled, turning on his heels. “So now that he’s gotten you pregnant we’re back to the formalities?”
“Don’t be this way,” Padme answered weakly.
Everyone in this town
is seeing somebody else
Everybody's tired of someone
our eyes wander for help
Prayers that need no answer now
I'm tired of who I am
You were my greatest mistake
I fell in love with your sin
Your littlest sin
Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss, your calls, our crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devils in your hands
“You lied to me!” Obi-Wan shouted. “First I had to deal with the fact that you snuck off and married my apprentice behind my back! I forgave you and took you in when you came crawling back after dealing with his abuse and anger. I listened to you as you lay there professing how you never really loved Anakin, and didn’t know why you did what you did. I let myself believe you really loved me. As if that weren’t enough, you’re pregnant now… with his child.”
“Ben, stop.”
“No,” he snapped. “I would’ve given up everything for you! I completely disregarded everything I was taught from a young age and betrayed my Order. I did that for you, my lady, you who are nothing but a traitorous whore!”
Padme froze, the words hitting her like a slap to the face. She felt the burn of hot tears sliding down her cheeks relentlessly. What had she done? Obi-wan looked at her in disgust and began heading for the door again.
Failure is your disease
You want my outline drawn
You are my greatest failure
Discourse your saving song
“Ben, don’t go,” she sobbed.
“Excuse me?” Obi-Wan stopped again. This time he walked back over to her. “I’m sorry, my lady, I’m not sure who you think you’re talking to. You will address me as Master Kenobi from here on out. Not Obi-Wan and CERTAINLY not Ben. We are not lovers, we are not friends, we are acquaintances. If only because of what happened on your home planet so many years ago. Please do not contact me again, unless something happens to Anakin.”
With that he stormed out of the apartment. Padme dropped to her knees, crying harder for a few more minutes. Then, remembering Anakin would return soon, she gathered her composure, wiped her tears away and went on with her evening, thinking only of Obi-Wan… until Anakin walked through the door.
Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss, your calls, our crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devils in your hands
Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss, your calls, our crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devils in your hands
“Feel Good Drag” by Saturn T. Riddle
"I'm here for you" she said
and we can stay for awhile,
my boyfriend's gone,
we can just pretend.
Lips that need no introduction
Now who's the greater sin,
Your drab eyes seem to invite
(tell me darling) Where do we begin.
They had nothing to say to each other, and the silence between them was awkward. Unbearably awkward. Obi-Wan knew he must do something, anything, to save the conversation, but nothing came to him. He could only stare in horror across the room at the woman before him. Padme’s gaze, meanwhile, was fixed on the floor.
Obi-Wan looked away and strolled over to the window of the apartment without a word. He looked out over the buzzing nightlife of the city, down at the speeders buzzing past and lights sparkling in the distance. His eyes focused on the lights of the Jedi Temple in the distance and he watched as their twinkles turned to blurs.
Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss, your calls, our crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devils in your hands
Padme walked over to Obi-Wan, joining him at the window. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. How could she explain in a way he would understand? Trying desperately not to notice the tears in his eyes, Padme could hardly contain the ones she herself felt coming.
“I’m sorry,” she said quietly, her voice cracking as she choked back a sob.
“I’m sure,” Obi-Wan said curtly, turning away from her and storming off towards the door.
Everyone in this town
is seeing somebody else
Everybody's tired of someone
our eyes wander for help
Prayers that need no answer now
I'm tired of who I am
You were my greatest mistake
I fell in love with your sin
Your littlest sin
“Obi-Wan, wait,” Padme called.
“Oh, we’re back to Obi-Wan now?” he snarled, turning on his heels. “So now that he’s gotten you pregnant we’re back to the formalities?”
“Don’t be this way,” Padme answered weakly.
Everyone in this town
is seeing somebody else
Everybody's tired of someone
our eyes wander for help
Prayers that need no answer now
I'm tired of who I am
You were my greatest mistake
I fell in love with your sin
Your littlest sin
Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss, your calls, our crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devils in your hands
“You lied to me!” Obi-Wan shouted. “First I had to deal with the fact that you snuck off and married my apprentice behind my back! I forgave you and took you in when you came crawling back after dealing with his abuse and anger. I listened to you as you lay there professing how you never really loved Anakin, and didn’t know why you did what you did. I let myself believe you really loved me. As if that weren’t enough, you’re pregnant now… with his child.”
“Ben, stop.”
“No,” he snapped. “I would’ve given up everything for you! I completely disregarded everything I was taught from a young age and betrayed my Order. I did that for you, my lady, you who are nothing but a traitorous whore!”
Padme froze, the words hitting her like a slap to the face. She felt the burn of hot tears sliding down her cheeks relentlessly. What had she done? Obi-wan looked at her in disgust and began heading for the door again.
Failure is your disease
You want my outline drawn
You are my greatest failure
Discourse your saving song
“Ben, don’t go,” she sobbed.
“Excuse me?” Obi-Wan stopped again. This time he walked back over to her. “I’m sorry, my lady, I’m not sure who you think you’re talking to. You will address me as Master Kenobi from here on out. Not Obi-Wan and CERTAINLY not Ben. We are not lovers, we are not friends, we are acquaintances. If only because of what happened on your home planet so many years ago. Please do not contact me again, unless something happens to Anakin.”
With that he stormed out of the apartment. Padme dropped to her knees, crying harder for a few more minutes. Then, remembering Anakin would return soon, she gathered her composure, wiped her tears away and went on with her evening, thinking only of Obi-Wan… until Anakin walked through the door.
Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss, your calls, our crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devils in your hands
Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss, your calls, our crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devils in your hands