Riding that traveling Bar The traveling trolley tavern pulled by a large team of reindeer, making rounds of the town, was really such an ingenious idea in Anakin’s mind. Why weren’t more bars on wheels? You could get on, travel around a bit, and when you got back to where you were staying or needed to go, you got off.
And the constantly changing scenery was great for Anakin’s ADHD, time really didn’t feel like it was lagging when he always had something new to look at.
He picked a table and sat down, anyone was free to take the seat opposite him while he worked on some cider.
Petting the baby reindeer Anakin found this stable by accident, but he was glad he did find it. Was there anything quite as cute as a baby reindeer? Of course, Anakin would pay the fee to get a chance to pet that very fuzzing face – over the waist high fence – because going into the pen wasn’t an option. He’d also bought some carrots and apples that were on offer to customers to feed to the mother.
The little guy tried to smell what was in Anakin’s hand as he held it out to the mother to take (he used his right hand because he was sure if she accidentally nipped his metal fingers it wouldn’t hurt him).
“No, this is for your mother,” he said to the most adorable fuzzy face. “She gives you food.”
Skiing – or attempting to After watching how other people were using the ski lift, Anakin tottered over and took his turn getting on.
He’d never gone skiing in his life, but he was about to figure it out.
Or tumble down the hill and break his neck.
The ride up to the mountain was kind of peaceful. He kind of enjoyed it when the lift and the ground grew further apart. It made him wonder how the lift was made in the first place given the place’s lack of technological advancement.
But soon enough, he was at the first stop, the bunny slope – oh, Anakin wasn’t stupid enough to try the most difficult trail his first time out.
Dismounting from the lift was easier than he’d expected, he just had to let the lift push him off, essentially. And then he had some momentum to carry him out to the top of the slope.
Putting a ski pole in each hand, Anakin watched the people around him for a bit. There were people all around him getting off the lift, too, getting ready to start down the slope, and those just going for it. He got some sense of what he was supposed to do from watching them, but he still had questions.
“So how do you stop when you get to the bottom? Or stay up as you go down, even?”
Dinner in the Ski Lodge After learning how to ski – however successful that was – Anakin dropped off his skies and poles and headed straight to the dining hall to order a full meal. He was starving, even though he had a full lunch. Something about going up and down the mountain in the frigid temperature just made him so hungry he could almost eat a horse.
But it was bowlfuls of beef stew instead and hearty rolls with plenty of butter. He had a cup both of hot cider and refreshing water.
Anyone was free to sit with him and have their own meal while he dived into another bowl.
Dealing with an Energy Burst Anakin really did hate the cold. He grew up in Arizona and didn’t know all the proper winter-wear he needed. He had a coat and gloves and a hat because he’d learned that the hard way last winter in New York City, but he’d never encountered this much snow.
And just his luck, he hadn’t been looking where he was going, just walking through town, and he’d stepped in it- a great big puddle of shockingly cold slush.
With a gasp and a loud curse, he pulled his foot out of the freezing water.
How was it even possible this cold out?
He sighed deeply, trying to find a calm center, and stepped backward… only to land his foot in another slush puddle- one that was not there just a moment before!
“What the fuck?” he shouted, angrily, looking around.
And that’s when he saw it, hovering about five yards away. A sparkly ball of light, bluish-greenish white in color.
Anakin Skywalker | Star Wars
The traveling trolley tavern pulled by a large team of reindeer, making rounds of the town, was really such an ingenious idea in Anakin’s mind. Why weren’t more bars on wheels? You could get on, travel around a bit, and when you got back to where you were staying or needed to go, you got off.
And the constantly changing scenery was great for Anakin’s ADHD, time really didn’t feel like it was lagging when he always had something new to look at.
He picked a table and sat down, anyone was free to take the seat opposite him while he worked on some cider.
Petting the baby reindeer
Anakin found this stable by accident, but he was glad he did find it. Was there anything quite as cute as a baby reindeer? Of course, Anakin would pay the fee to get a chance to pet that very fuzzing face – over the waist high fence – because going into the pen wasn’t an option. He’d also bought some carrots and apples that were on offer to customers to feed to the mother.
The little guy tried to smell what was in Anakin’s hand as he held it out to the mother to take (he used his right hand because he was sure if she accidentally nipped his metal fingers it wouldn’t hurt him).
“No, this is for your mother,” he said to the most adorable fuzzy face. “She gives you food.”
Skiing – or attempting to
After watching how other people were using the ski lift, Anakin tottered over and took his turn getting on.
He’d never gone skiing in his life, but he was about to figure it out.
Or tumble down the hill and break his neck.
The ride up to the mountain was kind of peaceful. He kind of enjoyed it when the lift and the ground grew further apart. It made him wonder how the lift was made in the first place given the place’s lack of technological advancement.
But soon enough, he was at the first stop, the bunny slope – oh, Anakin wasn’t stupid enough to try the most difficult trail his first time out.
Dismounting from the lift was easier than he’d expected, he just had to let the lift push him off, essentially. And then he had some momentum to carry him out to the top of the slope.
Putting a ski pole in each hand, Anakin watched the people around him for a bit. There were people all around him getting off the lift, too, getting ready to start down the slope, and those just going for it. He got some sense of what he was supposed to do from watching them, but he still had questions.
“So how do you stop when you get to the bottom? Or stay up as you go down, even?”
Dinner in the Ski Lodge
After learning how to ski – however successful that was – Anakin dropped off his skies and poles and headed straight to the dining hall to order a full meal. He was starving, even though he had a full lunch. Something about going up and down the mountain in the frigid temperature just made him so hungry he could almost eat a horse.
But it was bowlfuls of beef stew instead and hearty rolls with plenty of butter. He had a cup both of hot cider and refreshing water.
Anyone was free to sit with him and have their own meal while he dived into another bowl.
Dealing with an Energy Burst
Anakin really did hate the cold. He grew up in Arizona and didn’t know all the proper winter-wear he needed. He had a coat and gloves and a hat because he’d learned that the hard way last winter in New York City, but he’d never encountered this much snow.
And just his luck, he hadn’t been looking where he was going, just walking through town, and he’d stepped in it- a great big puddle of shockingly cold slush.
With a gasp and a loud curse, he pulled his foot out of the freezing water.
How was it even possible this cold out?
He sighed deeply, trying to find a calm center, and stepped backward… only to land his foot in another slush puddle- one that was not there just a moment before!
“What the fuck?” he shouted, angrily, looking around.
And that’s when he saw it, hovering about five yards away. A sparkly ball of light, bluish-greenish white in color.
“What the-?”