Three Sentence Ficathon

"We," Obi-Wan muses from where he's leaning against the rough wall of the cave, "seem to have very bad luck."
Across from him, Cody turns a snort into a cough and Rex grins at him: "I don't know if it's bad luck, or just the fact that you and General Skywalker both have a habit of throwing yourselves into any and every situation you encounter."
Obi-Wan lifts his chin, putting on an air of haughtiness both for their amusement and to avoid actually having to respond to the accusation, and then looks down at the young man asleep with his head in Obi-Wan's lap and runs his fingers through Anakin's hair as they all settle back down to wait out the storm.