so this is almost entirely based on a true story bc we just found mice in our airbnb 😀👍 

Ahsoka swiped at her tired eyes as she typed into her datapad, growling at all the stupid homework she'd gotten from Master Nu that day. 

What was even the point?!

She looked down at her sloppy notes, scanning for an answer to the question she was working on when-

Her head lifted off of the armrest at the sound of something ruffling through the papers across the room from her.

What was that?

She squinted, catching the tiniest glimpse of- was that... a tail?

She leaned forward, her chair creaking as she did so. Whatever was by her papers let out a loud squeak, and skittered across the floor and under her bed.

There was a small body connected to the tail. It was, without a doubt, a mouse.

Should she just leave it alone? Finish her homework? Go tell Anakin?

She got back to her work as she contemplated the best course of action for a few minutes, before climbing off of the chair and tiptoeing quickly to Anakin's room. 

She couldn't help the shiver than ran through her body as her feet ran across the ground. Mice weren't scary, but they were gross.

She didn't even knock as she entered, jumping right at his bed. She bounced off the mattress and onto her sleeping master.

"Get up, get up, get up, get up," she whispered, poking him repeatedly. He was definitely awake now, but he was also definitely ignoring her.

"What," he finally hissed through gritted teeth, his eyes opening slightly to glare at her.

"There was a mouse," she whispered. Anakin's eyes opened fully. He blinked twice, cocking his head to the side.

"... that's what you woke me up for?"

"Yeah, you have to get it out," she continued, curling herself into a ball and shivering, as if she were afraid the mouse would somehow have crawled up onto the bed.

"Snips, it's a mouse. It isn't going to hurt you."

"I know. I just don't like them." She shuddered again, and Anakin rolled his eyes. He pushed himself up, leaning against the wall behind him as he ran a hand through his bed head.

"You're not gonna leave me alone until I take care of it, are you?" he groaned, stretching his arms above his head. Ahsoka shook her head from side to side.

"Get. It. Out."

"Okay, okay. Come on, let's go find it." He climbed off of the bed, gesturing for Ahsoka to follow suit.

She sat still, shaking her head back and forth.

"Ahsoka, you fought Grievous when you were fourteen, but a kriffing mouse scares you?"

"They're gross!" she defended, tentatively scooting forward.

"Just follow me. I'll protect you from the mouse," he muttered as she stood on her tippy-toes behind him.

"Okay."

They arrived in Ahsoka's Padawan quarters, said Padawan still jumping with every step as if she were walking across hot coals.

"Okay, where was it?" Anakin asked, turning his head to watch Ahsoka (who had completely shielded herself with her master's body) point to a pile of papers by the foot of her bed.

"Right over there."

"Alright, we're gonna move your bed and see if we can find a hole."

"No."

"No?"

"I don't want to see it."

Anakin rested a thumb and pinky on each of his temples, eyes closing as his face titled to the ceiling.

"Force, give me strength," he muttered. "How are we supposed to get it out if you don't want to see it?"

"I don't want to see it, but you can." She pushed him forward slightly, and he rolled his eyes before pulling the bed back.

There was a clear sound of skittering paws and Ahsoka screamed, catapulting herself off of the floor and onto Anakin's back.

"Ahsoka- get off of- would you relax?!" he shouted clawing at the hand's that she'd wrapped over his face. "I can't see!"

"Anakin, get it out," she ordered, pulling her hands off of his eyes and looping them around his neck instead.

"I'm trying to."

He tugged on the bed again, Ahsoka shaking as she clutched onto him for dear life. Once he'd gotten it off of the wall, he stepped forward, nodding his head at the piles of droppings lining the wall.

"Snips, you're choking me," he strained as her arms tightened around his windpipe.

"Sorry," she whispered, loosening her grip.

"Stand on the bed while I try to find the hole."

"No, there might be a mouse in the blankets."

Anakin sighed, dropping his head.

"There is no mouse in your bed."

"You don't know that."

"Yes, I do."

"No, you don't... check."

He dramatically lifted the thin blanket, shaking it out until Ahsoka was finally satisfied, hopping off of his back. She stood stiffly atop the mattress as Anakin grabbed a broom from under the bed.

"Heeeere, mousey mousey," he sang in a high pitched voice, poking at the wall with the handle. Ahsoka glared down at the floor, her gaze fixed on the lining that ran around the perimeter.

Anakin stole a glance at her, grinning mischievously as he got an idea. He titled the broom ever so slightly, allowing the bristles on the end to rest a few inches from her ankles.

He kept his eyes focused on the floor as he brushed the bristles against her feet.

Ahsoka yelped, pouncing onto Anakin's side and wrapping herself around him, nearly knocking him to the ground.

"Ugh, I'm going to kill you!" she shouted, slapping him as he howled with laughter, hands resting on his knees.

"Come on, that was a little funny," he chuckled, raising his eyebrows at her as he turned his head.

"Just a little," Ahsoka replied with a tiny grin as she resituated herself, legs hanging over his shoulders, arms wrapping around the crown of his head.

"Okay, so there's a hole in this corner over here," he tapped it with the broom, "which means that it probably connects into my room."

"Where are you going to sleep then?" Ahsoka exclaimed, ducking her head as to not bump her montrals into the ceiling, her chin resting in Anakin's hair.

"Um, in my bed," he chuckled. "Not everyone's afraid of mice."

"I'm not afraid."

"Really? Get off of me."

"No."

"I rest my case."

Ahsoka growled as Anakin tapped on the wall again.

"It's not going to come out if we're in here. I say we just let it be and we'll ask maintenance to come lay traps tomorrow," he decided.

"No, I don't want to kill it," Ahsoka whined. Anakin closed his eyes, sighing.

"You're kidding me, right?"

"I don't mind mice when they're outside- where they're supposed to be. I wouldn't even care if they were in here if I knew where it was! But since I can't see it, it's grossing me out. I don't want it dead," she explained.

"Okay, fine. We won't kill it. Just go to bed, and we'll figure something out tomorrow." He attempted to detach Ahsoka from him, but she only tightened her hold.

"No."

"What. Now," he hissed.

"I'm not sleeping by myself."

"Okay, fine," he groaned, carrying her to his quarters. "But the mouse could be in here too."

"Yeah, but you'll get it out," she replied confidently, as if it was the most obvious thing in the galaxy.

Anakin's heart warmed at the faith she had in him, smiling as he fell backward onto his mattress, crushing Ahsoka for a second before rolling over onto the side furthest from the wall.

"Switch places," she ordered. "I don't want to be near the wall."

Anakin rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time, crawling over her to take the wall-side of the bed.

"There. Happy now?" he deadpanned.

"Just peachy," Ahsoka muttered, pulling the blanket over herself. "Night, 'nakin," she mumbled into her pillow.

"Goodnight, Snips."

A few moments went by in silence, both Jedi beginning to drift off to sleep, when Anakin suddenly flinched.

"What?!" Ahsoka exclaimed, sitting up.

"Is that your foot?!" Anakin asked, sitting up as well.

"Is what my foot?!" she whisper-yelled back.

"Oh kriff, it isn't."

"What?!"

Anakin ripped the blankets off of them, revealing a tiny creature sitting next to his ankle at the foot of the bed.

Ahsoka shrieked, yelling something incoherent as she leapt into Anakin's lap. He frantically slung her over his shoulder, shouting,

"Nope, nope, nope!" over and over again as he sprinted from the room and down the hall.

He rapped loudly on the door in front of him, Ahsoka climbing around him until her whole body hung over his shoulders like a boa.

"What," Obi-Wan grumbled.

"Hey, Master," his two Padawans answered in unison.

"We have a bit of a problem."

i. don't. like. mice.

Ahsoka_Fan12, I'll have your request out tonight or tomorrow. I just really wanted to write this one while I still had inspiration for it haha