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Somewhere I Belong by Twyla (G)
Fandom: STAR WARS PT
Pairing: Gen
Length: 1,700 words
Author on LJ:
its_not_for_you
Author Website: It's Not For You!
Why this must be read:
This short story shows Anakin and Obi-Wan at the beginning of Anakin's apprenticeship. Anakin is unsure of himself and of his place at the Jedi Temple. He thinks Obi-Wan could do much better than him for an apprentice, and Obi-Wan seems oblivious to Anakin's plight.
This story is unabashedly fluffy, but I enjoy such stories every once in a while. Star Wars Prequel stories naturally tend toward tragedy and angst, so it's nice to read a happy ending occasionally (although it is a bit bittersweet considering what happens later in our heroes' lives). Both Anakin and Obi-Wan are in character, with mentions made of Obi-Wan's tendency to lecture and Anakin's tendency to sulk. I especially found Anakin's characterization accurate for the nine- or ten-year-old he is in the story. (Some fans will also really like the author's gleeful little dig at a despised EU Marty Stu character.) Go, read, and give yourself a bit of a smile for the day.
* * *
In classes, they watched him. He could feel the disdain radiating from them. They knew that he was a fraud. They knew that he was really just a slave, who'd gotten lucky enough to be at the temple. They knew that he didn't belong there.
He tried hard not to notice it, but it was impossible.
The worst was Ferus Olin. He was a few years older than Anakin, and he was popular among the other apprentices. He was perfect. He always did well in classes, always did as he was supposed to, always did everything better than Anakin.
And he didn't like Anakin.
He didn't like Anakin a lot.
It was hard not to notice the covert looks in the cafeteria, the pointing fingers, and the giggles. Those whispers were the stuff that fueled his nightmares. He had tried to make them like him.
He tried so hard... he tried to do everything right. He tried to be a good padawan. He just couldn't seem to be what he was supposed to be. What Obi-Wan wanted him to be. It wasn't his fault that Obi-Wan had promised to train him, but for some reason, he felt responsible. He was a burden on his Master, and the guilt was slowly smothering him.
Sometimes, he wished that Obi-Wan had Ferus as a padawan. Ferus was certainly the sort of student Obi-Wan would have chosen, given a chance.
Somewhere I Belong
Pairing: Gen
Length: 1,700 words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: It's Not For You!
Why this must be read:
This short story shows Anakin and Obi-Wan at the beginning of Anakin's apprenticeship. Anakin is unsure of himself and of his place at the Jedi Temple. He thinks Obi-Wan could do much better than him for an apprentice, and Obi-Wan seems oblivious to Anakin's plight.
This story is unabashedly fluffy, but I enjoy such stories every once in a while. Star Wars Prequel stories naturally tend toward tragedy and angst, so it's nice to read a happy ending occasionally (although it is a bit bittersweet considering what happens later in our heroes' lives). Both Anakin and Obi-Wan are in character, with mentions made of Obi-Wan's tendency to lecture and Anakin's tendency to sulk. I especially found Anakin's characterization accurate for the nine- or ten-year-old he is in the story. (Some fans will also really like the author's gleeful little dig at a despised EU Marty Stu character.) Go, read, and give yourself a bit of a smile for the day.
* * *
In classes, they watched him. He could feel the disdain radiating from them. They knew that he was a fraud. They knew that he was really just a slave, who'd gotten lucky enough to be at the temple. They knew that he didn't belong there.
He tried hard not to notice it, but it was impossible.
The worst was Ferus Olin. He was a few years older than Anakin, and he was popular among the other apprentices. He was perfect. He always did well in classes, always did as he was supposed to, always did everything better than Anakin.
And he didn't like Anakin.
He didn't like Anakin a lot.
It was hard not to notice the covert looks in the cafeteria, the pointing fingers, and the giggles. Those whispers were the stuff that fueled his nightmares. He had tried to make them like him.
He tried so hard... he tried to do everything right. He tried to be a good padawan. He just couldn't seem to be what he was supposed to be. What Obi-Wan wanted him to be. It wasn't his fault that Obi-Wan had promised to train him, but for some reason, he felt responsible. He was a burden on his Master, and the guilt was slowly smothering him.
Sometimes, he wished that Obi-Wan had Ferus as a padawan. Ferus was certainly the sort of student Obi-Wan would have chosen, given a chance.
Somewhere I Belong