Coruscant

     Living on the planet Coruscant was amazing. Especially if you were a Jedi. Because then you got to live in the Jedi-temple.
    Zela was a youngling who lived there, and Zack, her twinbrother, was a youngling to.
    They studied under master Yoda, with many other younglings.
    Sometimes, the younglings would find Obi-Wan in the cafeteria, and flock araund him, asking him to sing,
    "Can you sing for us, master?"
    "Nope."
    "Please. We know you have an beatiful voice."
    "Thanks. But not today, kids."
    "Why not?"
    Obi-Wan would call Anakin on the comlink, asking him to come,
    "Anakin, where are you? I'm surrounded. You have to help me."
    "Right away, master."
    And when Anakin arrived, the younglings would flock around him instead, wanting his attention. They would go like,
    "Master Skywalker."
    "Master Skywalker."
    "Master Skywalker."
    Anakin would nod and smile, saying,
    "Yes younglings, I'm here now. One at a time."
    "Can you show us your lazersword?" one would ask, followed by some of the others,
    "Yeah, show us your lazersword. Let us see some Jedi-trick. What can you do?"
    "The lightsaber is only for emergencies," Anakin would answer, shaking his head, "It's not a toy."
    "But show us it. Please. Which color do you have?"
    "No."
    "Please."
    "No."
    Then the younglings would beging shouting at him again, pulling at his clothes,
    "Master Skywalker."
    "Master Skywalker."
    "Master Skywalker."
    Anakin would sigh, draw his breath slowly. Knowing that it was no way out of this.
    Obi-Wan would go, leaving him alone with them.
    He would look on each one of them, who where shouthing his name,
    "Master Skywalker." wanting his attention, "Master Skywalker." in the end, he would give into their will,
    "Okay, I'll show you my lightsaber. But only once."
    "Yeah. Hurray." The children would grow silent, looking espectantly on him.
    "Just step aside." he would say, before pulling off his hilt and ignite the blade, "See? It's blue."
    "Cool." the children would answer, amazed by the great, shining light and the sound of the bright blade. "Now, show us what you can do with it."
    "I can do this." lifting it by the force, letting it stand in mid-air.
    The childrens eyes wached him, wached the floating lightsaber,
    "Can you teach us that?"
    "Perhaps."
    "Super." they would shout out, joyfully.

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