"What shall we name them?"

The twins were looking curiously into the basket holding the two newest additions to their family. One was russet-golden, exploring his new world with liquid brown eyes while the other, the smallest of the litter, still curled up in a dark brown ball of fur, didn't appear to have woken yet.

Davin reached in and stroked the head of the golden one. It instinctively nuzzled his hand. The young boy smiled.

"You know, his eyes remind me of that holo we saw, remember? Of the Wookiee Grandpa said used to be his best friend? What was his name?"

"I think Grandpa called him Chewie."

"Yeah...Chewie...This one could be my Chewie.."

"Grandpa was looking awful sad when he told us the story of how he died."

Davin nodded, still stroking his new friend.
"Maybe he didn't really, you know? Maybe there's a little bit to remind us of him in all those who are really our friends..."

Che looked at his brother curiously, then turned to his own kitling. He poked it with a soft finger to see if it would wake up. Slowly, the ball uncurled and two dark brown eyes peered up at him in annoyance. It stretched, wiggling its ears and yawning widely showing the first hints of teeth in its pale, pink gums.

Che giggled and reached in to tickle its ears.
"My one is furrier than yours!" he commented as it crawled up to the edge of the basket, "He looks like a tiny Ewok!"

Davin chuckled.
"You gonna call him 'tiny Ewok' then?"

Che didn't reply. He had lifted the whisperkit into his hands and it was sniffing curiously at his face. It reached out a tentative tongue and licked the tip of his nose.
"Hey! That tickles!"

Che stuck his tongue out at his pet too.
"You're a licker, huh? Well, how do you like that? Yub yub yub yub."

Davin was holding his own whisperkit and watching the crazy antics of the other two amusedly.
"Hey, you know what? I think that's what you should call him."

Che stopped his rolling on the floor to look up at him.
"What?"

"Yub-Yub."

"Yub-Yub?"

"Yeah."

Che squinched up his face and lifted his kit.
"Whaddya think? D'ya like that for a name? Yub-Yub?"

The kitling stuck its tongue out at him again.

Che sighed.
"Yup. Yub-Yub it is."

THE END

[A/N: And as all good fluffy things must, this too, must end. It's been awesome having all of you on board for the ride! I LOVE (and I cannot stress this enough) to hear what you think! So do drop in a review/ final comments!
Until next time, this is Fettkat saying so long, and thanks for all the fish! ;P ]