OMFG! Anakin might do ~something~ *pearl clutch* (darkforcerising) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2018-07-02 22:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | !trigger warning, ahsoka tano, anakin skywalker |
Who: Anakin and Ahsoka
What: Bad Dreams that really do come true
When: Tonight
Where: Anakin’s apartment
Rating/Warnings: High, CW: child abuse, slavery
Watto was drunk – again. Was there ever a time he wasn’t? Anakin, the four-year-going on-five-year old boy, couldn’t ever remember a time when his master was sober.
The Toydarian flew at Anakin. “What are you doing, boy? Cheating me? I should just press the button, eh?” That was a common enough threat that when it was just him and Watto, like now, when his mother was out completing daily errands, Anakin just didn’t take his master serious. Watto wasn’t going to set off the explosives in the chip inside him. His master relied on his mechanical skills far too much.
At least, that’s what Anakin told himself. Because, no child wanted to think someone was really going to kill them.
Anakin didn’t cower, he hated his master. And no emotion changed how Watto treated him or his mother, so Anakin picked the emotion that soothed his sense of injustice.
“I can’t fix it. It’s too broken,” he said, scowling.
“You lying to me, boy?” The beat of Watto’s wings were close enough they blew back the strands of Anakin’s hair that were stuck to his forehead and neck with sweat from the heat of Tatooine’s twin suns.
“No, I told you,” Anakin said more defiantly. “It’s too broken.” He kicked at the broken motivator casing. “I can’t fix it.” Why couldn’t Watto see that he wasn’t a miracle worker, some things were just too broken even for him to make work again.
This pushed Watto over the edge. “Because you break my things!”
The Toydarian grabbed a leather strap from off a nearby shelf, and Anakin realized the full breadth of the trouble he was in. He threw up his arms to protect his face before the straps landed.