this is probably gonna be longer than the usual chapters cuz i have a lot of thoughts

"Don't you think that it's just a bit too casual for a date?" Padme asked, her facial expression clearly indicating that the two-piece, cobalt blue, denim dress Ahsoka had picked out was much more than 'a bit' too casual.

"Well... it's going to be a casual date," Ahsoka countered, trying to discreetly convey the message to Padme that she had already made up her mind.

"Hmm..." Padme tapped her chin with one thin finger, pursing her lips. She reached behind her neck, unclasping the silver choker that she was currently sporting. "Turn around," she instructed.

Ahsoka did as she was told, lifting her lekku to the best of her ability so that Padme could clip the ends of the necklace together.

"Much better," Padme decided as Ahsoka turned back around.

"Thank you," she replied with a warm smile.

"Of course," Padme answered, opening the door as they exited Ahsoka's bedroom. 

Padme made her way over to the pantry while Ahsoka sauntered over to the couch, where Anakin was hunched over, hair clips stuck between his lips as he braided his daughter's hair.

Ahsoka arched an eye marking as she took note of the fact that he had changed into short sleeves. What was that about?

Leia gasped as soon as she saw Ahsoka.

"You look so pretty," she breathed, clapping her hands excitedly.

"Thank you," Ahsoka replied, taking a playful curtsy before sitting down across from Leia. 

Just as they were beginning to play a handclap game that they had made up, there was a soft knock at the door.

Anakin and Ahsoka both looked up, making eye contact with one another.

"I'll get it!" they both yelled at the same time, bobby pins falling out of Anakin's mouth as he spoke.

They both hopped up off of the floor, sprinting to the door. Anakin stuck his leg out, causing Ahsoka to trip and fall onto the ground. 

She grabbed his ankle, yanking hard enough on it for him to trip, nearly falling flat on his face.

"For the love of- I'll get it," Padme muttered, rolling her eyes as Ahsoka and Anakin picked themselves up off of the ground, glaring at one another.

"What kind of a knock was that?"

"It was just a knock. How can you say that I knocked wrong?"

"I'll tell you what that was- that was pathetic, kid."

The muffled voices from behind the door echoed into the apartment before another knock sounded- this one much louder.

Padme pulled the door open, smiling brightly at their... guests?

As in multiple?

A man (who, regardless of the fact that it was nighttime, was wearing sunglasses) was accompanying Peter.

Anakin's eyes widened as he took in the fact that Tony Stark was in his apartment.

Ahsoka met Peter's glance quickly. She lifted the corner of her mouth in a smile, taking a few tentative steps forward.

However, before she could greet him, Anakin stepped in front of her, sticking his prosthetic hand forward to greet Peter. He introduced himself in an emotionless voice that Ahsoka had rarely heard come out of his mouth.

She rolled her eyes as Anakin's reason for wearing short sleeves became apparent- he was trying to freak Peter out with his arm.

To Anakin's surprise, however, Peter's eyes lit up as he shook it.

"I'm Peter. Metal arms are so cool," he commented as they let go.

"Yeah, but, he doesn't have any activation words that I should avoid saying, does he?" Tony asked Padme, gesturing towards Anakin.

"Um... no," she said cautiously, shaking her head.

"Oh, thank Force," Tony replied, turning to face Anakin.

"Why do you ask?" he questioned, eyes still locked on Peter as him and Ahsoka nervously stepped next to each other, both stealing glances at the other out of the corner of their eyes.

"Long story," Peter whispered.

"Yes, one that you probably don't have the brain capacity for. Anyways, I'm here to meet the kid that Peter is going out with. Make sure she's gonna treat him right," Tony said, clapping his hands once.

"Look at that- you two have something in common," Padme whispered to Anakin, before striding into the kitchen.

"Hold on, why would Ahsoka be the one to treat your kid badly?" Anakin asked, placing a hand on Ahsoka's wrist. "She would never do anything wrong."

"And you think that Peter would?" Tony asked incredulously. "The kid still asks me before watching R-rated movies."

"Mr. Stark-"

"Shut up, I'm complimenting you."

"Ahsoka makes friendship bracelets, and her best friend is a five year old!"

Ahsoka shook Anakin's hand off of her so that she could face palm, already feeling her lekku flush a deeper shade of blue than usual.

Peter hadn't even been there for five minutes, and this was already a disaster.

Luckily, Padme walked in carrying a glass of wine for each of the men. Ahsoka could see the mixture of worry and amusement on her face as she stood by Anakin's side.

"Why don't we all sit down for a nice conversation," she suggested, handing one glass to Anakin, and the other to Tony.

"I don't like being handed things," he stated. It was Peter's turn for his face to flush. He made a reach for the glass, taking it into his own hand.

"Thank y-"

"You're not drinking- gimme that," Tony scolded, snatching the wine out of Peter's hand.

"Mr. Stark, I'm twenty-two."

"Twenty-two?" Anakin exclaimed as the group made their way over to the living room. "Snips, you didn't tell me that he was a year older than you."

"Anakin, I turn twenty-two in a month," Ahsoka grumbled. She turned to face Peter as Anakin, Padme, and Tony all sat down. "I'm so sorry," she mouthed.

"It's okay," he mouthed back, making her laugh a little. 

"C'mere, I've got to introduce you to my niece and nephew," she said, trying her hardest to drown out Tony and Anakin's bickering behind her.

"Luke and Leia, right?" Peter asked, following her into Leia's room. Luke and her were sprawled out on the floor, attempting to read one of their books from their shelf. Ahsoka recognized it as a story that had been told to all the younglings when they were first brought into the order. She hadn't heard it in years.

"How'd you know that?" she asked, kneeling down beside them. She patted the space on the carpet next to her, and Peter took a seat.

"Well, you talk about them... a lot," he said. His face went red after a moment. "It's not like I... hang on to your every word or anything- not creepy. I just have a good memory... about things... sometimes, and I- er -remembered what you said," he stammered, his voice gradually getting quieter. He rubbed the back of his head nervously.

"Oh, cool, yeah. I... remember things too," Ahsoka replied, trying to bite back a grin. She found his awkwardness slightly amusing. "Okay, so Luke and Leia- this is Peter. He's my- um -friend, and we're going on a date tonight," she explained.

"Hi," Peter said with a little wave as Luke and Leia both turned their heads up to look at him. "Er, nice to meet you."

"Are you the one that Dad said he's going to hurt?" Luke asked. Ahsoka quickly clamped a hand over his mouth.

"Luke really can't keep his mouth shut sometimes," she chuckled nervously. "Anakin probably just said something that he heard wrong and-"

"No, no, it's okay. He's just protective, believe me- I get it. Why do you think that Mr. Stark flew me here instead of letting me come on my own," Peter answered, waving a hand in the air.

"He's really not scary at all, I promise. It's just that we..." she sighed. "Anakin and I have been through a lot together, and he just gets like that with me sometimes- overprotective. I'm sorry if he's mean to you or anything."

"I... know what you mean," Peter responded with a small smile. "So what should we all do while we wait for them to stop arguing, because you and I both know that we're not going anywhere while they're out there attacking each other."

"I have an idea!" Leia exclaimed, hopping up off of the ground. She crawled under her bed, returning with four toy lightsabers.

"What do you say to some sparring?" Ahsoka asked with a smirk. 

"Um, sure. You know, I've had toy lightsabers since I was a little kid- I have a whole collection actually," Peter began rambling again. "I used to practice spins and tricks with them all the time- nothing like what you could do, of course -but it was still pretty fun. I even tried it in reverse grip because that's how you do it."

Ahsoka was unable to hold back her smile this time as they all stood up.

"It's not like I... not like I stalk you or anything," he laughed nervously. His voice sped up with every word he said, his sentences steadily becoming more difficult to decipher. "I just thought it was really cool," he whispered.

"Soka is really cool," Luke replied, picking up one of the toy lightsabers.

"Yes, she is," Peter agreed. He opened his mouth as his face flushed again, but Ahsoka was quick to bring a finger up to his lips, silencing him.

"Thanks. You're really cool too," she said before he could start rambling again.

Peter smiled.

"But, I'm about to whoop your ass," she continued with a smirk, swinging the toy lightsaber she'd been hiding behind her back at his head.

"Holy- okay!" he yelled, ducking down and grabbing one of the sabers.

"Boys versus girls!" Leia called, hitting Peter repeatedly in the back with her saber. Ahsoka laughed loudly.

Luke charged at Ahsoka, but she quickly blocked all of his hits.

Within minutes, Ahsoka and Leia stood above the boys, their sparring sabers pointed at each of their necks.

"Girls rule," Leia began.

"And boys drool," Ahsoka finished, high fiving her.

"Soka?" Luke asked as she squatted down next to him.

"Yes?"

He wrapped a stubby hand around one of her montrals, and whispered,

"Peter's my new best friend."

"Betrayal!" she gasped, throwing a dramatic hand across her chest. Peter raised an eyebrow at her. "He says you're his new best friend. At least one person in my family likes you," she teased, punching him in the shoulder.

"No! Luke, you already got Soka to be your best friend, so I am calling dibs on Peter," Leia rebuked, stomping her foot.

"How about this," Peter began, squatting down to their level, "while 'Soka and I go on our date, you two can decide who gets to be best friends with who. You've got like... an hour and a half to figure it out."

"Eh, probably just an hour now," Ahsoka corrected as he stood back up. "Do you hear them out there?" She nodded towards the door, and Peter just sighed, shaking his head with a laugh.

"Come on, maybe they're distracted enough by each other that they won't realize if we sneak out," he suggested.

"And what do you know about sneaking out?" Ahsoka asked with a teasing grin. Peter's smile tightened, as if he was afraid to speak.

"I... uh... have some experience with it," he muttered, slowly sliding the door to Leia's room open.

"Later, twinsies," Ahsoka whispered, kissing each of them on the cheek before exiting into the living room with Peter.

"YEAH? WELL, AHSOKA SNUCK ALONG WITH ME ON A MISSION TO THE CITADEL! HOW CAN YOUR KID BEAT THAT? THE CITADEL, STARK, THE CITADEL!"

"PETER SNUCK ALONG WITH ME ON A MISSION INTO DEEP SPACE TO TAKE OUT THANOS! HAS YOUR KID EVER BEATEN THANOS? I DON'T THINK SO!"

"I got in trouble for that!" Peter and Ahsoka called out in unison, drawing Tony and Anakin's attention away from one another.

"Zip it, the adults are talking," Tony said with a pointed look.

"Yeah... so we're gonna go," Peter stated, brushing his hand up against Ahsoka's. She took it, and together they ran out of the apartment, laughing hysterically as Anakin and Tony's shouts echoed throughout the building.

"As far as first dates go, I'm pretty sure that that was a horrible start," Peter chuckled as they stopped running, reaching the ship they would be taking.

"It's alright; we're making memories right?" Ahsoka replied, and before she knew it she leaned in and said, "Just like this." She kissed him quickly before hopping into her seat of the ship, her laughter echoing in the air.

Peter stood frozen in his spot, his eyes wide. He blinked three times before grinning widely, and climbing in beside her.

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"Close your eyes," Anakin said, gently rubbing the wipe across Ahsoka's eyelid. "Kriff, how much of this stuff did you put on?"

"Well, growing up, no one ever really taught me how to put on makeup," she defended, opening her eyes again to see Anakin's eyeroll.

He pressed her left lid closed with his thumb once more, and continued scrubbing the makeup off of her.

"Unless you count the eyeliner incident," she sang with a smile. 

"You think you're so funny, don't you?" Anakin asked, tossing the wipe into the garbage can beside them.

"Yes I do," Ahsoka replied with a satisfied grin.

"Yeah, yeah."

Ahsoka leaned backwards, resting her palms on the cool tile floor. It was dark outside- just past midnight, she guessed -yet the lights of ships passing by illuminated the tiny bathroom that she and Anakin were sitting on the floor of.

"I can't remember," she said, tapping her chin with one finger, "if you ever found out that I never deleted those pictures."

"Excuse me?!" Anakin cried. "Snips, you swore!"

Ahsoka covered her mouth with one hand to muffle her laughter. Anakin pulled it away so he could begin to remove her lipstick.

"You really thought you were cool, didn't y- hey!" she exclaimed as Anakin shoved the makeup wipe into her mouth. "Peh! That is disgusting."

She patted down her tongue with her fingers as Anakin howled with laughter, throwing his head back.

Unfortunately, he misjudged the amount of space that he had, and slammed it into the door of the cabinet under the sink.

The girlish squeal he let out was enough to send Ahsoka toppling forward, clutching her stomach as she pressed her face into his knee, trying her hardest to keep her laughs quiet, as not to wake Padme and the twins.

As they finally were able to get their giggles under control, Ahsoka scooted forward, leaning into Anakin's side.

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, giving her a gentle squeeze.

"You know," she began quietly, "no matter how many boys I go on dates with, or boyfriends I have... you're still going to be my older brother. Always."

How she had figured out exactly what had been bothering him earlier was beyond him, but he smiled anyways. 

"That means a lot," he sighed, "I'm just not sure what I'm going to do with myself now that you don't need me anymore."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes.

"I'm always gonna need you." 

She said it as if it were obvious. To Anakin it hadn't been. 

As if to prove her point, she lifted the hand mirror they'd been using off of the ground, and stared at their reflection.

"Always," she promised with a crooked grin. He just hugged her even tighter.

"You look like a clown," he muttered, gesturing to her face, which was half covered in makeup.

"How rude of you! After my touching speech, that's all you have to say?" she asked, hitting him playfully with the mirror.

"Love you?" he said, attempting to ease her teasing anger.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Thank you to Ferb_Is_Sexy for the idea of metal arm bucky/anakin jokes, and Lizzie_Luna75 for the idea of luke and leia approving peter

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