Office hours [afternoon]

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Anakin was in his office with his shirt off and a bucket of white paint in his hand as he attempted--yet again--to get the glitter off of the walls.

You'd think the alien attack that had killed most of his furniture would have budged some of the damn stuff.

You would be wrong.

The door was open if you were interested in learning interesting Huttese curses.

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Rory leanedin the doorway, watching for a moment.

Okay, she was going to say something...now.

Except it was so much more fun to just watch.

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"How is it that all of my furniture needs to be replaced but the glitter didn't budge?" Anakin asked, turning to smile at her.

He had a white swipe of paint across his shoulder he'd forgotten about.

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"Glitter's indestructible," Rory said, wandering in. "If there's ever a nuclear holocaust, all that'll be left will be cockroaches and glitter.

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"Do cockroaches believe in the restorative power of boykissy?" Anakin teased. "There's an extra brush around here if you want to help out."

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"Oh. Okay," she said, looking around for the brush. "My plan was to sit around and annoy you but I guess I could actually help while doing that."

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Anakin chuckled, then flicked his paintbrush at her. The drops weren't really going to get close to hitting her.

"There's a shirt over there if you want to save your clothes," he offered helpfully.

Well, his shirt. Anakin didn't fight fair.

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Rory eyed him. "That's yours. That's probably the one you just took off, isn't it?"

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Anakin gave her a smug little smile. "Maybe."

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Rory glared a little, and went to put it on over her clothes.

She, thankfully, didn't comment on the fact that it smelled alarmingly like him.

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"Now I don't feel so badly doing this," Anakin said, flicking more paint at her.

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Rory stuck her tongue out at him. "Stop that."

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"Make me," he replied maturely.

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"What are you, five?" Rory asked, going to snatch the brush away from him.

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Anakin backed quickly out of the way, still smiling. "I'm not allowed to be in a good mood?" he asked.

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"I'm suspicious," Rory said, smiling and raising her brows.

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"Don't be," Anakin said, then flicked more paint at her.

So...that was really bad advice.

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"I will be," Rory insisted, reaching into the bucket and moving to smear paint on him with her hand.

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Since the entire point of this project was to get her to touch him, Anakin now had a smear of paint across his chest.

He pretended to look very affronted. "Woe, for I am covered in paint."

No he wasn't.

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"Not really," Rory said, smiling a little. "My hands aren't quite big enough."

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"I have more paint on my than you do," Anakin said, then swiped the paint brush down Rory's nose.

"Now we're even," he decided, eyes sparkling.

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Rory crossed her eyes to look at her nose.

"Not really," she said, dipping her fingertip into the paint and reaching up to do the same to him.

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Anakin frowned, then dipped his finger into the paint and drew a matching frowny face on her cheek.

Dork.

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"It isn't orange," Rory noted softly.

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Anakin took another step closer and gave her a smile. "I wouldn't recommended licking this off your finger, either," he said quietly.

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"Probably wouldn't be as good," she agreed quietly, looking up at him.