“See?” Cad Bane asked as he handcuffed Anakin to Padmé’s chair in her office “This way, senator Amidala will scream for the guards’ help - Commander Fox amongst them, specifically, the one I’ve been hired to kill. And well, since I wasn’t hired to kill you or the senator, who knows.” he bopped Anakin on his nose “Maybe I’ll even let the two of you live, Skywalker.”
“Bane, listen to me...” Anakin tried as he, for some odd reason seemed to be on the verge of laughing out loud, but Cad wouldn’t hear it, not so close to success
“Silence! My plan is brilliant!” Cad looked over his shoulder “Ah, I hear the Senator’s footsteps. Say a word about my plan and I shoot you both. Now behave, be quiet, and look like a helpless victim!”
Anakin shrugged, resignated. Well. Anakin did try to warn him. As Cad Bane retreated to the office’s shadows behind a large collumn, Padmé walked in, closing the door behind her and giggling since the moment she laid eyes on Anakin.
“Ani! Didn’t think I’d see you so early on...” she trailed off as she drew closer, noticing Anakin’s wrists bound to the arms of the chair
Ah, Cad Bane thought with a triumphant smile. Now she screams for help.
Oh. She’s... She’s laughing?!
Oh Wait a second now what is she doing? Why is she taking off his...?
ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION ABORT--