Skywalker Psychoanalysis

Written by: Adventure-Seeking-Juliet

When: Listening to All Time Low

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, or any part of it.

A/N AU Anakin didn't turn. 17years post ROTS. Padme and Leia decide that Luke and Anakin need to go to therapy to try to fix their slipping relationship; the poor therapist might need therapy by the time it's over. Three-Shot.

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Part I- Skywalker Syndrome

A shiny, convertible air-speeder shot into a parking space at the, Coruscant Therapy and Mental Rehabilitation Center.

"I cannot believe that they made us come to be psychoanalyzed," Anakin complained.

Luke narrowed his eyes," We wouldn't have this problem if you weren't overly critical of every thing I do!"

"I am not overly critical! I just find your recklessness tiring!"

Luke snorted," Right, I forgot, you're not reckless at all," Luke's voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"Do not use sarcasm against me, Padawan."

"I wouldn't dream of it, Master."

The two wore matching scowls when they entered the Therapy Center.

An old, rusted, droid came out to greet them. It glanced at their faces, and concluded," You must be the Skywalkers."

Luke rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I am, Tee-Five, your psychoanalyst, Dr. Barzzen, will be with you shortly. I am instructed to tell you that if you require anything, I shall obtain it for you."

"You're instructed?" Anakin repeated, incredulous.

"Do you think I actually want to do everything I am told?" Tee-Five's emotionless voice didn't match his irritated comment.

Anakin stifled a laugh. And he thought Threepio had problems!

Luke was already sitting a stiff-backed chair on the other side of the room, staring at the Holovid.

Anakin sighed, and sunk into an equally uncomfortable chair, and used the Force to pick up a parenting magazine on the table.

He scanned the index until he finally landed on what sounded like a helpful article-What to do when you experience a 'falling out' with your child.

Anakin flipped to the page, and began reading. The magazine seemed to be saying that he should try to talk to his son more often, and that he should show Luke respect and freedom…

If he showed Luke freedom there would no longer be a galaxy for Luke to be free in.

With another sigh, Anakin picked up the next magazine, Raising the Force-Sensitive Child.

Now that magazine sounded helpful!

Unfortunately, by the time Anakin was just beginning to enjoy the magazine, Tee-Five had returned to notify them that Dr. Barzzen was ready to see them.

Anakin stood quickly, and looked around to make sure no one was looking; he then proceeded to stick the magazine inside his Jedi robes.

He would return it…later.

Dr. Barzzen's office was typically styled, with white-washed walls, and black hovering chairs that were much more comfortable than the ones in the lobby.

Anakin and Luke soon discovered that Bid-Ails Barzzen was a Cerean much like Jedi Master Ki-Adi-Mundi. It was obvious with his towering head that housed his binary brains.

"Ah," Barzzen commented," You must be Anakin and Luke Skywalker. It is a pleasure to finally meet the legendary Skywalker Jedi."

Luke grinned, and Anakin felt the corners of his own mouth twitching at the compliment.

"First, I will analyze both of you separately, then I would like both of you to tell me how you feel about the other," Barzzen explained," …Luke you may go first."

Luke glowered at his father, who only smiled and pulled out his magazine.

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Anakin used the Force to grab a pen off of Dr. Barzzen's desk.

The magazine was being very helpful, but now he had to fill out a checklist, apparently the writer of the article, who went by the pename of 'Wise Ben' suggested that if Anakin answered yes to every statement on the checklist his son might have the SS.

Anakin didn't know what the SS was, but he was guessing it was not to be underestimated.

1. Your child shows little respect to yourself or other authority figures. Anakin sighed and wrote, Yes.

2. He or She has a tendency to show reckless impulses. Yes.

3. Your child tends to complain of you being 'overly critical', and 'unfair.' YES!

4. He or She makes snide comments. Yes.

5. He or She always boasts about their abilities and acts arrogant. Yes.

If you answered yes to all of these questions, I am sorry to inform you that your son or daughter has the Skywalker Syndrome.

~Wise Ben~

Anakin was gaping at the magazine," SKYWALKER SYNDROME?!"

There was only one person who could have written that article...Obi-Wan Kenobi.

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Barzzen and Luke were sitting at opposite ends of a long table. Barzzen's chair was raised up so that it towered over Luke's own chair, and an uncomfortably bright light was shining in Luke's eyes.

"What is this? An interrogation?!" Luke demanded, glaring up at the doctor through the harsh light.

Dr. Barzzen chuckled," Of course not, Padawan Skywalker. Anything you say to me will remain strictly confidential."

Luke blinked rapidly," So my father won't hear any of this?"

"Not a word."

Luke smiled, "Ask away then."

"Okay. Would you say your father and you had a strong relationship when you were younger?"

Luke said nothing for a moment, and then finally began to speak," We used to do everything together. We would prank people, and do reckless stunts, and annoy Obi-Wan…"

"When did that begin to change?" Barzzen prodded.

"Several years ago, the first dark Jedi since the Clone Wars were discovered on Coruscant. They were called The Shimmer and Leeto. My sister, Meta Dogu, Iulio Antilles, Han Solo, Ayslyn Kenobi, and I were the ones who found them. They were holding Princess Si'letti of Velmor hostage. After that, my father slowly began to change."

Barzzen nodded," What were these changes exactly?"

"Well" Luke paused," They were subtle at first. He wouldn't do any more pranks, and slowly it became almost like he was a harsher version of Obi-Wan."

Barzzen nodded again, and scribbled on his data pad. After that the 'interrogation' continued on.

"Why do you believe your father is overly critical?"

Luke considered the question for a moment. "I don't know. He just is. Nothing I do is ever enough, and according to him I'm always wrong."

"Do you believe you're always wrong?" Dr. Barzzen asked, still scribbling away on his data pad.

"No. You see, my father is the one who is wrong. I am usually right, but he chooses not to see it!"

Dr. Barzzen pursed his lips," Mhhhmmm."

Then the doctor continued to ask Luke personal questions about his likes, dislikes, friends, and family.

After what seemed like years, Luke stepped back into the office.

Now his father could endure the never ending irritation of being psychoanalyzed.

A/N Okay, This a three-shot. Originally it was a one-shot, but I hate writing such a long story in one chapter. Please review, it will help me to write!