I was going to end things on the last chapter but I thought about it and that ending is maybe too sudden. Also I've been struggling with keeping everything in the past tense (I don't know what I was thinking).

It does not take Hux long to straighten things out with the supreme leader Snoke. By the time the twins are settled and sleeping peacefully in their cots in their small nursery, both he and Kylo are less rattled.

Kylo silently watches as Hux punches a large stuffed toy rabbit in the stomach. It taken him several trips to several different planets, to create the perfect nursery, but it was better Hux hit the bunny than the walls. The twins had plenty of toys to play with anyway.

"What an idiot!" He huffs quietly, letting out his concealed frustration on the plush toy. "I always thought he was some strange sort of alien creature. Imagine thinking our babies would be ready to fight already. They're not clones." Hux starts to pull on its ears.

At that Kylo takes mercy on the bunny and pulls it carefully from Hux's grasp, putting it back on the shelf, next to its bunny twin. He says nothing, aware that all Hux wants is to rant and be listened to.

Hux ran his hand over his slicked back hair. "Stars. And I thought my father was pushy. He at least waited until I was seven to start my training."

Kylo sighs and wraps his arms around Hux cradling him in his arms. "You did wonderfully. Snoke really listened to you. I think he was very impressed with your words."

"You think so?" Hux asks wrapping his arms around Kylo's middle. "Do you think he meant what he said about being General one day?" He asks his fingers fidgeting with the various fastenings of Kylo's shirt.

"Mmhh." Kylo agrees kissing the top of Hux's head. "I wouldn't be surprised if you were the youngest General in the First Order."

"Stars Kylo." Hux says knees giving out at those words. He leans against Kylo's strong chest and grabs fistfuls of dark fabric. "Save that kind of talk for the bedroom." He says glancing at their sleeping angels, concerned that they might wake at any moment.

"Yes dear." Kylo agrees, his tone light and teasing. He glances at the Chronometer and yawns. "Speaking of bed. I read that we should be sleeping when the babies are sleeping."

"That doesn't sound right." Hux pouts. "Surely we should watch them sleep in case they need anything?"

Kylo fights back a laugh. Hux has barely torn his eyes away from their children for a moment. "Millie and Vallie will be fine. Should they need anything, I will know, the force will tell me." Kylo promises.

Hux turns in his arms and tilts his chin up. "What did you call our babies?" He asks glaring at Kylo. "Did you trick me into giving them ridiculous matching names?" Hux growls breaking from Kylo's hold, taking care not to raise his voice too much.

They both glance over to the corner where the babies are sleeping peacefully.

Kylo presses a soft kiss to his lips, silencing him before they start fighting properly. "I think their names suit them Armie. The next of the Hux line. They will carry on our legacy."