Star Wars One-Shots

Alternative Reality

so basically im writing this because I THINK THAT ANAKIN AND PADMÉ WOULD HAVE MADE GREAT PARENTS AND THAT OBI-WAN WOULD HAVE BEEN SUCH A SUPPORTIVE UNCLE AND I JUST WISH EVERYONE LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER OKAY??

"Stop it. I had it first."

"Yes, but you weren't using it. So I took it."

"You better give it back or I'll tell."

"Do it."

"Mom! Dad!"

Padmé sighs, looking over at Anakin. They toss their heads back and rise from their chairs. "You know, they get this from you," Padmé says as they walk down the hallway towards the bedroom.

"Tattling? I don't think so."

"No, the fighting. I want them to get along and you just encourage them." She answers, brushing her dark locks behind her ears. The twins are starting to fight with each other more, which is typical for young children, but Padmé hates how Anakin deals with it. She wants him to teach them to make up and get along, but he insists on making them figure it alone.

"I don't encourage it. I hate it just as much as you." Anakin says, rolling his eyes. He hates how they constantly have to stop what they're doing and go work out an insignificant problem between the twins. They should be able to work things out on their own.

They enter the twins' room, seeing them fighting over one of the toys. "Settle down. Settle down." Padmé says, gently pushing them apart. She kneels between the two of them, watching them glare at each other. "Now. What's happened?"

"Lele took my toy," Luke whines as he crawls onto his mother's lap. They have always been closer to each other for reasons unknown. Everyone always assumed he would turn out like his father, but it seems to be going the complete opposite. Not that Padmé's complaining. "I had it first, I promise." He says as she brushes his blond hair from his baby blue eyes.

"Leia, sweetie, is this true?" Padmé asks, looking over at her daughter. Though she resembles Padmé more, they can't be more different. She is like her father, headstrong and outspoken.

"Lukie wasn't using it. Why couldn't I?" She asks as Anakin picks her up and places her in his lap. He gently runs his hand over the braids in her hair. Though he agrees with her logic, he knows Padmé doesn't.

"We can't just take things without asking, honey," Padmé responds, placing her hands over Leia's. "You need to ask before just taking it. Try asking Lukie if he'll share."

She lets out a sigh and rolls her brown eyes. "Lukie, will you share this spaceship with me?" She grumbles.

"No!" Luke shouts, glaring at his mother. He thought she would be on his side. Now she was helping Leia?

"I'm sure we can work something out, Lukie." Anakin pipes up, getting the young boy's attention. "How about Lele can use it when you're not? Does that sound fair?" He asks.

Luke looks up. He knows it's the right thing to do and he wants to make his parents happy. But it was his first. Why should he have to share? Instead of giving in to what he wants, he lets out a long sigh. "I suppose that could work."

"Thank you, Luke. That is very nice." Padmé smiles. She looks over at her daughter. "Leia, what do you tell your brother?"

"Thank you, Lukie!" She cheers, jumping out of Anakin's lap and to Luke. She pulls him into a tight hug, making him laugh. "You're the bestest."

Anakin and Padmé can't help but laugh. Sure, having kids can be a lot of work, but moments like this make it worth it. "How did I end up with the sweetest kids?" Padmé asks, pulling them both in for a hug. Quickly, she covers both of them in kisses, making them squeal.