Here we are, everyone. The final drabble of this series. At first, I considered writing a tragic ending to this series, but then I was like, "no way am I gonna be the mean one over here!" So I decided to write something else...are your ready?

Enjoy!

Plot – Though it appears to be the end, Ahsoka Tano is set on making everything begin. [A final thank-you.]

xXx

"Hello, everyone," Ahsoka Tano said once the camera started up. She waved her hand and jutted a thumb at the people behind her. "I'm Ahsoka Tano – and this is Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Padmé Amidala." She looked over her shoulder to look at her friends – they all smiled back, looking a bit hesitant, but still happy.

Good.

Ahsoka turned back around and said slowly, "If you're watching this, it means this video went across the galaxy and somehow got into the hands of an intelligent life form." She grinned. "I got the idea that if we're able to travel to other planets, we might as well give other galaxies a try, even if it's impossible to bring other life forms to them so far."

She tapped the camera. "But today, this is our way of sending you a message – if you're looking for us, please know that we're alive. We're here. We'll be with you shortly if we can and hopefully, we can start a new story between galaxies." Ahsoka leaned back. "So…what do you say?"

xXx

One galaxy away, a group of young boys and girls gathered around an odd, metallic object. A boy reached down and dusting it off, whispered, "What do you think this is?"

"One way to find out, right?" a girl replied and pressed her palm to the surface of the object. "There's got to be some way to – oh!"

Suddenly, the object opened up and a bright, clear blue screen shot out of it. Gasping, the group took a few steps back in fright. A few cried out in shock when a face took itself up on the screen. And suddenly, something flickered in the back of the children's minds. A distant memory – a memory of racing down the steps to watch something from the television. A memory of waving sticks in the air and pretending to be a hero. A memory of singing to a loud, triumphant fanfare.

When four faces appeared on the screen, they could only gasp out at once. When the message began playing, they cheered. They clapped. They laughed, sang, danced…because at that moment, it seemed that years of wishing and hoping had finally come true at last.

"We're alive. We're here. We'll be with you shortly if we can and hopefully, we can start a new story between galaxies."

The children smiled along with Ahsoka Tano – with a person who they had familiarized themselves with. They smiled with Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, and Padmé Amidala – people who they always looked up to, ever since they first saw them flickering on the television screen.

"So…what do you say?"

A/N - Because all of our childhood dreams deserve to live on like this. :')

Thank you, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for all of the wonderful comments and memories that you all have given me. When I first started this story, I was terrified that no one would read this and that it would be deleted in a day or so. I'm so happy that you all proved me wrong. Thank you for all listening to me rant - seriously, you all deserve medals and trophies for that, especially since not a lot of people are up to the challenge to listen to me rage and talk. :P

I'm sorry to see this story end, but I swear this isn't my exit from the Clone Wars. Lately, I haven't been producing a whole ton of Clone Wars material as I would have been, but it doesn't mean I'm leaving this fandom because you guys are the awesomest friends I could ever ask for. *points at the screen* You! Yes, you, right there - reading this stuff! You are the awesomest friend I've ever had!

So...even though I've said this a few times now, thank you.

Luv ya bunches!