TM: My Mother

May 16, 2006 13:13

Um, newsflash. Rocks don't have mothers.

Now that we've gotten that out of the way...

If I could have a mother, I suppose I would want one who was the strong, silent type, you know? Someone who cold just be a solid fortress and who didn't need to say a word to let you know how much she cared. She'd be a disciplinarian, too, but would know when to ease up. Oh! And she'd bake cookies all the time, too. Like Obi-Wan's cookies. Now those are some cookies. Have you ever tried them? No? Oh, you don't know what you're missing! They're the right blend of chewy and crunchy, with lots of luscious chocolate chunks. Mmmmmmmmmm I could eat a whole batch of those if I could. But I can't, you know, seeing as I have no mouth. But they smell wonderful and...wait, what?

Heh, oops. Sorry. Mothers, right.

So, yes, my mother would also be the affectionate type. She'd kiss all your boo-boos better and tuck you in at night. Like Anakin used to do when he was a kid. Seriously! He used to give me a gentle squeeze before sliding me under his pillow for the night. Sometimes, while he slept, his fingers would curl around me and...hold it. I'm doing it again, aren't I? Maybe I should just stop here.

...rocks don't have mothers! But they do have Jedi. Which is the same thing, sometimes.

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x-posted to theatrical_muse

tm, ciaran rock

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