Star Wars One-Shots

Busy Trips Usually End With Sleeping Tots

He placed the twins' plates in front of them. Grins grow on their faces as they stare at the freshly prepared food. Anakin slides their sippy cups filled with blue milk to them, which they ignore for the moment. They're too busy stuffing their faces. Anakin takes his place across from them, digging into his meal as well.

"Beep beep." Luke suddenly says, jelly already sticking to his face.

"Beep beep?" Anakin repeats, looking at him.

Luke nods. "Beep beep." He says, pointing to Anakin's wrist. "Call."

Anakin smiles, understanding. "Beep beep. I'm getting a call." He cheerily says, playing along. He pretends to answer it, getting giggles from Luke and Leia as they watch him. "It's for you. Who is it?" He asks, reaching his arm out to Luke.

Luke leans forward. "Hello?" He says. He sits quietly, pretending like someone is talking to him. He cheers, smiling at Anakin. "It's OP!"

Anakin holds back a laugh. Luke still can't quite pronounce Obi-Wan's name. So when he says Obi, it comes out more like OP. It's become an inside joke for everyone, the name sticking. "What does OP want?" Anakin asks.

Luke shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know."

Leia whines, catching both of their attentions. "Me too. Me too." She pouts, throwing her fork onto the table.

Anakin hands her back her fork then puts his other arm out for her. She calms down, leaning to look at his wrist. "Who is it, Leia? Who's calling you?" Anakin asks, hoping to get her to interact with him as Luke did.

She sits, pretending to listen. She nods her head then smiles and claps her hands. "'Soka! It's 'Soka!"

"What does Ahsoka want?" Anakin asks.

"She wants to come over," Leia says with a scoff. Her tone makes it sound like Anakin should have known that's what imaginary Ahsoka said. The sass is strong with Leia, that's for sure.

"OP too. He's coming over too." Luke agrees, nodding his head.

Anakin grins, truly enjoying the moment. Now that the twins can form clearer sentences, life has become a lot more interesting. The things that go through their minds make him wish that they'll never grow older.

"OP here now?" Luke asks, tilting his head. "He here now?" He asks, pointing down like many adults do when talking to them.

"No, Obi-Wan is not here. He is. . ." Anakin trails, trying to remember where he was sent. Then it hits him. Though it's purely coincidental, the twins are right. Ahsoka and Obi-Wan are supposed to be coming here today. They've had this date planned for weeks, Obi-Wan having to practically beg the Council to let him come.

"'Soka is here. She said so." Leia nods as she points at Anakin's wrist, indicating that's what imaginary Ahsoka said.

Anakin rises from his seat, realizing today just got a whole lot more complicated. "Daddy will be right back. I'm going to bring Mommy some breakfast. Eat your food nicely, please." He says, gesturing to their plates.

"Mmm. Yummy." Leia replies, eagerly biting into her toast to show him. Anakin hums in agreement, encouraging them to finish their food.

He places his dirty dish into the sink then takes the plate he made up for Padmé. It's gone a bit cold, but he knows she won't mind. He mostly made it to help keep her stomach settled anyway.

He enters their room, softly shaking her shoulder. "Padmé?" He asks, hoping not to scare her. "Babe?"

She groans, pulling her head up from her pillow. "What's wrong?" She asks. She sits up, running her hand through her dark, tangled hair.