Not that teaching a bunch of tiny people to fly hadn't been a blast--and it had, he hadn't smiled that much in a long time--but now things were as normal as they could be when he'd almost been hit with falling pastry walking to work ( Read more... )

Anakin was in his office working on something soft and fuzzy.

He was going to be a grandfather again in a different dimension, after all. Force-sensitive babies needed special toys.

The door was open.


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Anakin decided that when Luke hadn't contacted him on Sunday for his birthday dinner that Rory had told him everything ( Read more... )