"I can't believe they let you teach."

Anakin had a bad feeling about today.

It hadn't been improved by listening to the radio last night.

So there he was in his office (not that he was avoiding his in-laws, but knowing the terrain was important and they could damn well come to him), banging hard on something made of metal.

He'd say that it was part of his new speeder bike.

He'd picked it entirely so he could bang on something.

The door was open.

[OOC: As is the post. Students, family, random passersby...he's an equal opportunity crankypants.]

Anakin was in his office forming glitter solar systems.

It only looked like he was bored.

He'd tell you he was practicing Very Important Jedi Things.

He'd be full of it.

What If - Coldplay

Anakin wasn't exactly asleep--he didn't sleep much these days--but his attention wasn't on the research he was doing into the Seven Deadly Sins, either.

...okay, he was watching the movie with Brad Pitt in it. Don't judge.

[OOC: For a phone call...]

Waitin' on a Sunny Day - Bruce Springsteen

Anakin had gotten up, gone through his normal morning routine and was heading towards the shuttle to meet Rory before it hit him: she wasn’t coming.

The realization was almost enough to send him back to bed under the guise of recovering from his wounds for the rest of the day.

But the next thought he’d had, he was beginning to realize, was probably even dumber. A flying Papillion puppy zipping around the cockpit of the shuttle, as Vladdie was doing now, was a recipe for flying straight into an asteroid at the worst possible moment. Not that, Anakin reflected, there was ever a particularly great moment to fly into an asteroid.

Anakin reminded himself that he’d had stupider plans that had worked…it was just a matter of training.

“Come on, Vladdie,” he said for the seventh time, “it’s just like being in the car.”

Vladdie, flitting through the air hyperactively to sniff at Shiny, Very Shiny, OMG SHINY, and Another Vladdie, Maybe?, was paying no attention at all to what Mommy Rory’s Friend was saying.

Anakin sighed and walked over to pluck the dog out of the air. “She’s not here to talk to,” he said softly, “so you’re going to have to do, okay?”

He paused, listened to what he just said, and sighed again. “This is beyond pathetic,” he groaned, walking over to his chair and flopping into it, then scratching behind Vladdie’s ears. “She hasn’t been gone more than a day, Skywalker. Snap out of it.”

Vladdie whined and rested his head on Anakin’s arm for a split second before struggling to get away again. Anakin released his hold on the puppy and stared out the viewport for a long moment before letting him loose in the rec room while Anakin took off.

And if Anakin’s approach to the atmosphere happened to swing a bit over Stars Hollow, well, these things happen.

How Strong Do You Think I Am - Alexz Johnson