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Padmé Amidala Skywalker (i_cannot_follow) wrote in makebelievelog,
@ 2013-04-28 01:31:00

Entry tags:

anakin skywalker, padme amidala

Who: Padmé Amidala-Skywalker, Anakin Amidala-Skywalker
What: The two being fluffy/Padmé dragging Anakin shopping
When: (backdated) Saturday afternoon
Where: The city
Rating/Warnings: G; General significant other fluffiness. Will update as necessary.
Status: Closed / Incomplete

Padmé was extremely happy that Anakin had agreed to come shopping with her. Even if he didn't pick anything out as far as shopping for the baby or when she picked up some clothing for herself, that was fine. Padmé was happy to have his presence. Taking shopping for the baby slowly, getting things as time progressed onward, held the potential for lessening her stress. It meant it wasn't one giant thing to deal with. Furthermore, having Anakin around to help with the basic act of carrying bags was a plus.

Amidst the ride into town on the trolly, Padmé leaned her head against Anakin's shoulder. The option to show affection in public was one that she found extremely lovely. She hadn't lived through her marriage with Anakin in their universe, at least not yet. She didn't know what it was to try and maintain a relationship with no one else becoming aware of it. Still, she could imagine. The daunting idea of living a lie had been part of what had originally deterred her from pursuing anything.

"The next trolly stop has a few baby stores near it." Padmé informed him, still not moving away from him. She was doing fairly well with her pregnancy overall. Especially physically, but she knew that changes were looming ahead there. Emotionally, she was doing fairly well too, though it was a good amount to deal with. She wanted to be a good parent, a good mother. "I assume to start with things for the baby, then a few clothes for me. If there's anywhere else you want to stop, we can - of course."

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darkforcerising
2013-04-29 02:01 am UTC (link)

Anakin stifled the urge to respond sarcastically. Padmé had requested his presence, but that still didn’t mean he understood why it was necessary. She was just picking out clothes – something which he had very few opinions about, and being in the Land of Make Believe almost a year had yet to grant him a wider variety of thoughts on the subject. He’d always assumed Padmé an expert in this area, given how well she utilized outfits for her office of Queen and Senator. To him clothes were clothes. A Jedi didn’t concern himself overly much about different styles or colors or fabrics.

But he recognized her good mood and didn’t want to jeopardize this chance to spend time with her so openly. He had lived through three years of a secret relationship, and old habits died hard. He still reveled in open displays of affection.

So instead of something that would draw her ire he said, “That plan is acceptable. Though, I don’t need to go shopping for myself right now.”

The trolley changed speeds, an indication they were approaching the platform. And he noticed that Padmé was making no move to relinquish her head rest that was his shoulder so he could stand.

“Or…” he said, quirking an eyebrow at her. “We could sit here and ride the trolley to the last stop and back again. It’s your choice, but it would foil your shopping plans.”

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i_cannot_follow
2013-04-30 01:45 am UTC (link)

Padmé finally move her head, though it was to look up at Anakin and smile. It was difficult not to revel in these moments, where the focus was truly herself and Anakin rather than what an entire galactic quadrant and what their needs were. Even as some part of her mind occasionally tugged at her, with guilt over the future or her lack of focus on others, her mind had started to circle around again to the topic of her future. Her future with Anakin, and their son or daughter. She deserved that happiness and so did Anakin.

"We would have to go shopping tomorrow." There was a faint, but definitely there hint of a smile on her face as she stated the alternate plan option. "You yourself have said how odd Earthlings can be - and this is figuring out shopping in a new section. So having you around will make it less stressful for me."

With that, and once the trolly was at the platform, Padmé was ready to go in and face the unknown of baby shopping. She (certainly) didn't expect to get everything. Getting a few of the basics, working toward the goal, seemed better. The same was true of her own clothing. Padmé, in truth, had no idea what she should be getting in relation to maternity clothing. She just knew that, unfortunately, she was going to need some different sizes soon. Of all the things they covered in parenting books, clothing seemed the least focused on (or at least out of what she had read.) Primarily focus seemed to be on appropriate play/toys, emotional development, and "milestones."

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darkforcerising
2013-05-01 02:06 am UTC (link)

Anakin stood when the trolley stopped, holding his hand out to help Padmé up. Though he led the way off the car, when they were on the platform he deferred to Padmé’s lead. She knew what shops to go to, and this was primarily her shopping adventure. Anakin was just along to provide company, and probably some bad opinions about certain articles of clothing.

“Which way,” he asked, his patient merely extending from the fact he’d deliberately not scheduled anything after this so he wouldn’t be anxious to get home.

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i_cannot_follow
2013-05-02 01:12 pm UTC (link)

Padmé reached for Anakin's hand, to hold it as they walked along. It wasn't a far walk to the first store. The store itself was a practice in deception, though. The front display windows were filled with cute displays of two nurseries set up in their entirety, baby clothing hung from small hangers on the sides of the cribs and on the changing table. They all went together and seemed harmonious. Inside of the store it was another case entirely.

The inside of the store had a variety of things, from toys to clothing, but the clothing section was separated into two sets of colors. There was one section that was primarily shades of blue, and one side was primarily shades of pink. There was a small section that seemed to be overlap that was green, in the middle, but it was shades of green that not even Padmé liked. There were also spots of neon colored baby clothes or, almost worse, baby outfits that had a giant animal or pattern on that were a brighter neon-like color to draw attention. Giraffes, Blue Whales, and Panda Bears were all lost on Padmé. She didn't know what they were supposed to be.

"I imagine we should focus on newborn up to 3 month size." Padmé finally said after a moment of looking around, wondering where exactly to start.

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darkforcerising
2013-05-05 11:35 pm UTC (link)

It was like walking into another world. Which shouldn’t unnerve Anakin as he’d been on countless worlds in his time, experienced so many different cultures. But this store left him decidedly uncomfortable. It was possibly because this was a world he was meant to embrace, being an expecting father, so the store and all its merchandise within assaulted his senses with the force of entitlement. He was supposed to accept every display and buy what they were offering without question.

And yet, he had the distinct feeling something was off.

“Why are there only two primary colors?”

At the Temple, Anakin wasn’t given much latitude regarding his clothes. Jedi robes, with few color and fabric options. He’d assumed, based on Padmé’s grand array of styles and outfit options, outside the Temple was a different story.

But before them were two sections with different base colors, even within those sections accent colors seemed to be limited and, also, segregated.

His eyes shifted from one side of the store to the other. "And why are they separated?"

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i_cannot_follow
2013-05-07 07:49 pm UTC (link)

"I - don't really know." Padmé had been to numerous different planets on diplomatic missions, to different embassies and so forth to diplomatic dinners, and so on and so forth. She had read all the parenting books that she had been able. But she hadn't read anything about nursery decoration or, better, clothing shopping; she had no idea why the clothing was divided the way it was.

After a few moments, she took a hesitant step forward toward the blue section and touched one of the nearest racks of clothing. The small child's outfit was pressed between her thumb and her index finger as she pulled it slightly away from the rack and lifted it to look at it. "Why does it say 'Daddy's little slugger?'' Padmé turned to look at Anakin, confused brown eyes looking at him. There was likely blatant gratitude for his presence conveyed in the look, or at least if Anakin was paying attention to her face instead of the baby and childrens' clothing. "I don't know what a 'slugger' is." It sounded horrifying.

She her hand stray from that outfit and turned her attention toward the remainder of the clothing and items. She dove in, after a hesitant moment, and came up with a few small articles of blue colored clothing without words or unidentifiable creatures on them. She also found a package of baby sized socks that were blue and white striped. "Why don't we get these and try another store? Maybe it's a matter of this place. I like blue, but I don't know if we want to have all blue things..."

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darkforcerising
2013-05-09 01:54 am UTC (link)

“Well, infants look a bit like gastropods,” Anakin said, trying to be helpful. He walked up to where Padmé stood, eying the article of clothing in her hand. “Maybe ‘slugger’ is a cute name Earthings use for infants, comparing them to slugs?”

He let Padmé do most of the picking out. He didn’t have any kind of objection to the color blue. With his own wardrobe tending towards the monochromatic in greys, browns and blacks, he didn’t see the need to branch out to different colors. Blue was sufficient, in his mind. But if Padmé said they needed more colors, then he agreed.

“Alright." He put on a brighter expression, really trying to do this for Padmé, though the prospect of more stores wasn't something he looked forward to.

They made their way to the counter where the clerk started ringing them up. She was a kind-faced older woman. She smiled at them, and said cheerily, “Expecting a boy?”

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i_cannot_follow
2013-05-10 01:30 am UTC (link)

Padmé shook her head when she thought about infants looking like slugs. She knew there was a lack of hair, but slugs?! "Earthlings are odd." It was a statement that had been made a number of times by the couple and, undoubtedly, would be made a number of times later.

When the clerk remarked about the gender, Padmé was confused, but smiled back politely. "We don't know what the gender is. I don't think I want to know, actually."

"Well, our return policy is on the back of your receipt. The tags still have to be attached, receipt has to be with it." After they had been rung up and paid, the clerk flipped the receipt over to show Padmé and Anakin once it had printed out where the return policy was and what the time and details entailed. Again, it left Padmé confused, but she didn't say anything more until they got out of the store.

"This is the one time that I wish I had Sabé or - someone here that I could send out instead of doing this myself." Padmé admitted, reaching for Anakin's hand again. "We're also going to need to get a crib, changing table, and high chair. Would you consider looking and deciding which models are the safest? A lot of my reading did talk about unsafe cribs and babies choking and being hurt, or even dying." In short, Padmé didn't want to get the wrong thing.

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