Pizza and Beer pt. 2
Honestly I love happy fics. Okay these don't have a plot so don't attack me-
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The speeder stopping hadn't affected Rex. Partially through the ride, his head started to hurt again and he'd become numb, silent. Anakin hadn't noticed until now, Rex hadn't moved, staring straight forward. "Hey Rexster?" Taking off the helmet, Anakin sat down and looked into Rex's eyes, "Hey, we're here, come on, let's go inside and patch up your head." He said softly, waiting to see if he'd react. He knew Rex had heard him, but part of him didn't react.
"We're here?" Rex mumbled at last, slowly turning his head to meet Anakin's gaze. "Can we patch up my chin now?" He asked. Anakin smiled in relief before nodded. He took the pizza before watching Rex. How hard had he fallen?
"Yeah, come on," Anakin said again as they walked up to Padme's apartment. Anakin unlocked the door, "honey! I brought a stray home!" He announced as he closed the door, locking it then walking with Rex to the kitchen.
"Oh Anakin!" Padme called back, "Another one?!" She exclaimed as she shuffled into the kitchen and was surprised. "Oh- Rex, oh, what happened to your chin?" She walked to Anakin and gave him a kiss before opening a cabinet to grab a first aid kit. "Come, Rex, let's catch up." She smiled.
Rex looked to Anakin who gave him a nod. Rex then trudged after her, "Don't you wear tiaras to sleep?" Rex asked. Padme turned and had a lingering smile of confusion on her face. "I like your sleeping tiaras, Anakin makes them sound super cool." He continued. Padme then realized he was either drunk or groggy or both.
"Do you want to wear one?" She asked with a small laugh. She lead Rex to the bathroom, "Go ahead and sit down," setting down the first aid kit she looked for a suture kit and something to clean the wound. Whatever she couldn't find, she found in a bathroom cabinet.
"Can I wear one?" He asked as he looked around the bathroom, "Why is your bathroom so big?" He rambled before Padme walked over.
"Yes, you can wear one," she smiled, drying off her hands and grabbing a cloth and Alright, this is gonna hurt, but we got to clean your chin before I stitch it up," she spoke, beginning to clean his face. "Then we're gonna numb your face, then I'll stitch your face up and I'll put a bacta patch on and Anakin and I will check your wound later." She told him, but she then realized he was too lost in his head to have retained anything she had said. Rex knew not to talk, so he just closed his eyes and tried to remember why he was here. "Anakin!" She called.
"Yeah babe?" Anakin called back before appearing in the doorway with pizza, "Watcha need?" He asked, taking a bite. He looked at Rex then back at Padme, who mouthed something that he seemed to understand, to which Anakin replied in the same manner "I needed a friend." He'd mouthed. Padme rolled her eyes.
"Alright Rex, I'm putting on the bacta patch," placing it down she then snapped the kit closed, tossed the trash and went to wash her hands. "Anakin, go get Rex a tiara."
"A what?"
"One of my night tiaras," Padme stated again. "He wanted to wear one, I presume his cut face is because of you, so he gets to wear one, you can wear on too, but he gets first pick." Padme dried off her hands, "I'm gonna go get food," she whispered before 'running' to the kitchen.
"I don't wanna wear a tiara," Anakin mumbled grumpily as he shuffled to the tiara case and opened it. "Okay maybe I do- Rex!" He exclaimed, "Pick one so I can," taking another bite of his pizza, Anakin watched Rex come over to the stand and then just stare at them.
"Those are so pretty-" his eyes went wide as he studied each tiara, all of which were as breathtaking as the rest of her apartment. He reached out and grabbed a silver one, diamonds and sapphires embedded. "Fancy smancy" putting it on, he felt pretty cool. "Why am I here again, sir?" Rex turned to Anakin who'd grabbed a golden tiara.
"Cause I needed someone who isn't as smart as Padme, she has a fully functioning brain and I can't process all that genius. Also I was lonely cause she was ignoring me." He added, voice going quiet at the end. Rex nodded as he started to walk down the hall to the kitchen. Anakin followed him, watching the man dig through the fridge.
"I think I need a Kix, it might be you but my head hasn't stopped spinning." Rex grabbed a jello cup then went to grab a spoon. This wasn't the first time Anakin had dragged him to his house and it probably won't be the last. So Padme always had jello for him. "I hit my head- but you do give me really bad headaches, like really really-"
"Okay, I get it." Anakin snapped as he grabbed another slice. "Wanna go watch bad TV?" He asked, grabbing the pack of beers. Rex shrugged, opening the jello cup and downing the whole thing right there. The two made it to the main room, both plopping down on the couch. "Hydrate." Anakin tossed him a beer as he turned on the TV.
Rex opened the beer and also downed the whole thing right there. "I don't think alcohol is good for hydrating." He said, grabbing another one. "Or anything really." He mumbled as he took a drink.
Anakin was flipping through channels, half ignoring Rex, "You know what isn't good for hydrating? Thinking." Anakin replied as he tossed the remote after settling for a reality TV show. "Padme thinks and then she gets stressed and then bam! She's dehydrated." Anakin looked around, "Wait- where'd she go?"
Rex looked around before putting his hands to his bandaged chin, "She was bandaging my chin, then she said she went to go get food-"
"Padme!" Anakin got up, walking over to the kitchen, "Where are you?" He called, walking into the bathroom then their bedroom, guest room, and every other room. "I lost my wife." Anakin said to Rex, who quite literally looked like a lump.
"Did you forget to cherish her?" Anakin stared at Rex for a solid minute until they heard the door open. Both men jumped to their feet and got ready to fight. But when they got to the door, there was Padme.
"Ani, I was on the phone." She stated, annoyance in her voice, "Bail wants to work on our speeches together so I'm heading over, will you and Rex be okay here?" She asked, walking towards her office closet to grab a bag before putting her work in it.
"Oh, uh, yeah we'll be fine, honey." Anakin shook his head, "Be careful, and com me when you get there, actually, I'll just take you, I don't want you going out alone when it's so late" Anakin stated as he grabbed the keys to the speeder off its hook. Padme had gotten her bag packed and was putting on a night coat.
"Alright, are we leaving Rex here? The speeder only fits two people." She asked as she left the room and heading towards the door. Anakin hadn't replied right away, he went to check on Rex, and when he did, he saw the man buried in throw pillows.
"Yeah, he'll be fine." He said at last, "Rex, imma go drop Padme off at Bail's then I'll be back" he called. The Captain didn't answer. Padme raised an eyebrow but Anakin wasn't entirely surprised, "He's lost in the sauce," Anakin said again as he opened the door for Padme.
She grabbed her tiara off his head, "Honey, what does that even mean?" She asked. She presumed he met the pizza sauce, for the box had been sitting on the throw pillow that was resting on Rex's lap. Anakin locked the door then held out his arm and Padme wrapped hers around his.
Rex had carefully gathered every throw pillow in the apartment, grabbing the pizza box and then had headed back to the couch. He didn't know where the two got off to but Rex knew to mind his business and find a place with thick walls. So he'd made a fort on the couch. He started to eat pizza and his brain probably shut off, for he was staring into space and had zoned out. He had stayed frozen but inevitably jumped as he brought himself back into reality.
He looked around, "General?" He called. "Hello?" He said, this time in a whisper. Had they left? Had Rex forgotten to cherish them? "Huh." He sighed as he leaned back. "Wack" he opened another beer. He didn't quite know what to do, he could go back to the barracks and sleep, but he then realized this couch was much more comfy, and he had pizza. The barracks didn't have pizza. "But they do have Fives...." He thought, pulling out his com.
"Fives, get up."
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