Am I doing it again? Yes, doods, you got that right - another drabble series, Christmas style. And with the occasional one-shot length chapter. Yup. XD

Enjoy!

Little Laughs in Between

Ahsoka Tano understood that throwing snowballs at her master wasn't a good idea, especially if he was in a bad mood and in a rush to go home. But she also understood that she was bored and in dire need of a laugh. Plus, well, the two were on a planet that snows regularly – so could Master Skywalker really blame her for wanting to play around?

So that's what Ahsoka just did. She waited for a few moments for Anakin to be some distance away from her – and at just the right time, the young Togruta leaned down and scooping the snow together, managed to throw a suitable ball at his head. His reaction was immediate, to Ahsoka's glee.

"Hey!" Anakin yelped, whirling around. Snow still – surprisingly – stuck to his head, although a few particles managed to make its way down his back. Ahsoka giggled into her hands as he squirmed, obviously trying to get the cold bits down. "That wasn't funny!" he protested, shuddering. He rubbed his arms and added, "I thought our goal was to not get cold today?"

"Oh, come on, Skyguy!" Ahsoka shouted happily. She bent down and tossing the snow into the air, continued, "You've got to admit that the snow's pretty!" Anakin frowned. "I don't have to admit anything," he shot back. Ahsoka sighed and pouted. "You're no fun today," she said simply. She watched as a few fragile bits of snow started to swirl around in the air. After a beat of hesitation, Ahsoka asked again, "Are you sure you don't find it at least a bit interesting?"

"Dear Force," Anakin muttered, shaking his head. "I would say no, but then I'd remember who I'm talking to."

Ahsoka glared. "Fine," she huffed grumpily. "If you won't admit that the snow's pretty, then there's going to be one other thing that it's useful for."

Anakin lifted his eyebrow. "And that is…?" he asked, his voice trailing away as Ahsoka leaned down again. With a characteristically devious grin, the younger girl threw some more snow at Anakin. "Snowball fight!" she shrieked. To his credit, Anakin ducked almost immediately. It wasn't enough to completely dodge the incoming snow, but it still got Anakin to dive forward. He quickly scrambled down to come up with his own snow. In a flash, two somewhat lumpy balls of the material were packed in his hands. "Oh, yeah, Snips?" he yelled. "Let's see how you like it!"

Laughing, Ahsoka quickly bolted out of the way. "You'll have to catch me first, Master!" she said cheerfully. And so the two went – Ahsoka skidding across the snow, Anakin close on her heels, and the occasional snowball being thrown between them. Of course, the fight wasn't exactly fair – especially since Anakin always tried using the Force to get the ball to travel faster towards Ahsoka, and the Padawan was always intent on tricking him into barreling into open space. There were also frequent bursts of greater energy sparking between them. Sometimes, when one of the two really wanted to heat things up in the fight, light sabers would be involved – but most of the time, they were too focused on actually hitting each other with actual snowballs.

In other words, the fight was both chaotic and long and in the end, the two were both absolutely freezing and pink-cheeked (in Ahsoka's case, dark-lekku striped) from the strenuous activity. "I think that was a suitable training exercise for the day," Ahsoka was sharing when the two managed to stomp into the shuttle. A few troopers shuffled out of the way, all silently sharing equally flabbergasted looks. (However, the majority of them remained unruffled – and that majority was made up of troopers who had been serving General Skywalker and Commander Tano for a few years now.)

"Maybe," Anakin agreed. He brushed some snow out of his hair, still ignoring the attention he was probably attracting. "But all in a day's work, I believe." Ahsoka beamed up at Anakin. "Definitely," she responded. After a few moments of silence, she wondered aloud, "I wonder what would happen if we dragged Master Kenobi into a snowball fight."

Anakin shot Ahsoka a knowing grin. Then, in a mocking mature tone, he said, "I have taught you well, my apprentice." Ahsoka beamed up at him. "I learn from the best," she countered. Laughing amongst themselves, the two turned and waited patiently for the shuttle to lift off…and to report to Master Kenobi…

And then drag him into an even more chaotic snowball fight.

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