Episode: The One With The Holiday Armadillo

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Summary

Its Christmas time and everyone is excited. It’s Anakin and Padme’s first holiday season as an engaged couple and Anakin had planned a special night for Padme and him, while Palo excitedly finds out he gets his son for the holidays and he is has decided to teach him all about his family’s history and there’s more good news, Eirtae’s old apartment is ready and cleaned up and she will be moving back, not before she hears that Sabe is having so much fun living with Obi Wan, she tries to drive Sabe from the apartment before finding out that Sabe was looking forward to moving back with her. Yes, its holiday time and everyone is a buzz with the Christmas cheer

Story:

The white, crisp fresh snow lined the grey pavements as a beautifully decorated tree stood dazing in the gorgeous decorated apartment that Padme and Anakin lived in, where she sat dressed in a simple yellow dress on her cushy lounge talking with Sabe, her eyes wandering back over to her tall, lean fiancé, chatting away on his comlink, a bright, gorgeous smile crossing his face where after a few minutes, he hanged up, moving over to where Padme and Sabe sat,

Anakin: “Hey, I just got us reservations at Alexo’s to celebrate our first season as a betrothed couple” he informed her, as Padme laughed

Padme: “Betrothed” she corrected him, smiling ever so sweetly at his charm

Anakin: “Betrothed couple” he smirked as the door open and in strolled Eirtae, back from Christmas shopping and a very confusing surprising gift,

Eirtae: “Hey, guys” she spoke, pulling a skeletal skull down on the small, glass table,

Anakin: “Eirtae, skull?” wanting to know why she had placed a skull on the glass table as Eirtae looked up from her shopping,

Eirtae: “Oh, yeah it’s my mum” she replied,

Sabe: “Oh my god!” quick to pull back, showing that she was very freaked out at that moment before Eirtae corrected her own statement,

Eirtae: “No, no, not my mum’s. It belonged to my mum” she informed them, “Yeah, my mum use to put it out at Christmas to reminds us that even though it’s Christmas, people still die” she explained, “And it can also hold candy” she added, pulling out a long red piece of liquorice out and moved back over to the lounge just as Palo had entered,

Palo: “Hey” with a smile across his face, as Padme simply lifted up the skull,

Padme: “Liquorice?” she asked, as Palo simply paused, before moving over to pull one out,

Palo: “Sure”, he simply replied, not noticing she was holding a skull in her small hands, but he had other important news to let them know about:

Palo: “Hey, I just found out I get Han for the holidays this year” he informed them,

Padme: “That’s so great. Are you going to dress up as Santa this year?” seeing Palo shook his head,

Palo: “Nope” he replied, now was the part he would tell them of own intentions for his Christmas with Han

Palo: “I mean, I know Rabe does every year but this year, I think I’m going to teach him about my family’ history” he explained as Eirtae spoke up:

Eirtae: “And maybe I can teach Han about the Christmas skull and how people still die” seeing Palo’s face turn sour, as Sabe pointed out:

Sabe: “You may need this year to teach Han about Eirtae” as Palo nodded in agreement as another set of footsteps entered the room as Obi Wan emerged from the fresher with his datapad,

Obi Wan: “Hey” he spoke, quickly looking up to greet them before continuing out the door, as Sabe leaned over:

Sabe: “Did you know he was in there?” thinking if she was the only stunned one to know he was here with her knowing.

Padme: “No” with a horrified look across her face,

Anakin: “How long have we been home?” thinking what he cold have been doing in there,

Padme: “About half an hour” she pointed out seeing Anakin clenched his teeth,

Anakin: “Lovely” keen on avoiding that fresher for a while.

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With the warm, gentle sun burning brightly as ever, Padme and Anakin headed over for Dexter’s Diner, their usual hangout with their friends, Anakin noticed that Padme looked truly beautiful against the backdrop of the snow, before proceeding into the diner as Anakin headed to the counter to order some drinks, Padme moved into their favourite booth. Once Anakin received their drinks, he moved back over to Padme, as an interesting thought crossed his mind,

Anakin: “Hey, I just remembered, when we get married, will you change your name to Skywalker?” he asked, sliding next to her, planting a light kiss on her cheek as she smiled,

Padme: “No” she replied, as Anakin looked stunned by her reply,

Anakin: “Why, what’s wrong with it?” he asked, confused at her reply,

Padme: almost wanting to give a little laugh: “Skywalker’s weird” as Anakin pushed himself back,

Anakin: “I know what you mean, Naberrie” he shot back just as Eirtae entered the diner and slid into the long, red seat opposite the couple,

Eirtae: “Hey, My landlord just called and my apartment’s gonna be ready soon, so I guess I’ll be moving out” she informed them as Padme sighed,

Padme: “Oh Eirtae, I’m going to miss you” she replied,

Eirtae: “Yes, you will be very sad” Eirtae reminded her as she started to become excited about moving back with Sabe:

Eirtae: “I gotta go tell Sabe the good news” while Anakin decided to speak up about what he knew about Sabe currently living with Obi Wan,

Anakin: “You going to be living together again?” he asked seeing her stop in her tracks, moving back in front of him,

Eirtae: with a puzzled look on her face, “Why not?” she asked him

Anakin: “She’s having so much fum with Obi Wan. I assumed she’s still be living with him” he answered her,

Eirtae: trying to get straight to the point of her question: “Why do you think she’s having so much fun with Obi Wan?” she asked again

Anakin: now wishing that he hadn’t brought it up, went on: “No reason, except she….told me” he finished as Eirtae slide back into the seat opposite them,

Eirtae: now looking worried that Anakin might be right, “Really? She said she didn’t want to live with me?” she went on,

Anakin: starting to pull himself straighter, “No. No, she didn’t say that. I….I think you should talk to Padme now” he informed her as Padme gave a little sweet smile before taking over from Anakin,

Padme: “Eirtae, don’t worry about it. I’m sure she wants to live with you” she assured her, as Eirtae quickly corrected her,

Eirtae: “Are you sure, are you absolutely sure?” Eirtae asked, with more anxiousness in her voice,

Padme: “No, but I’m sure she probably wants to live with you” now feeling like Anakin had felt earlier,

Eirtae: now more anxiousness: “Probably, yeah I don’t like that word” moving into what she knew that word really meant, “Yeah, your mum probably won’t kill herself, the nice couple probably will adopt you, the funeral director probably won’t hit on you, yeah, I’m not hanging all my hopes on Sabe and me living together on probably” Eirtae explained to them, before gathering her things and moving for the exit,

Eirtae: “You gotta take care of yourself in this world, history teaches us nothing” she added as Anakin leaned over to Padme,

Anakin: “Skywalker doesn’t sound so weird now, does it?” he asked as Padme simply rolled her brown eyes.

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Heading back from work, Sabe headed back to her apartment she shared with Obi Wan, only to hear the sound of what appeared to sound like loud drums echoing throughout the hall, a blank look across her face, she slowly turned the doorknob to find Obi Wan, playing loudly on a set of drums, having seen her enter, he smiled,

Obi Wan: “Hey, Sabe, guess what Eirtae got me for Christmas?” he asked, wildly playing loudly on the drums, as Sabe looked stunned,

Sabe: “Drums?” she asked, already knowing the answers as Obi Wan shouted back:

Obi Wan: “No, drums!” before continuing on with his playing as the noise continued to echo throughout the hall.

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The stars sparkled in the Courscant skyline as Anakin escorted Padme into the restaurant, one of the most prestige restaurants on the planet, Padme looked absolutely stunning in her long, flowing red dress with sparkling red heels and her brown hair flowing past her shoulders and her arm linked through Anakin’s who was dressed in a gorgeous black and white suit with his sandy blond hair tucked behind the ears, they strolled up to the matire’d, who slowly raised his head as Anakin broke into a smile:

Anakin: “Hi, could we get two burritos to go, please?” he laughed as Padme only sighed and brushed past him,

Padme: “I’m sorry, but not that sorry cause you don’t have to live with it” she informed him before going on, “We have a reservation under the name Anakin Skywalker” watching the matire’d search through his list

Matire’d: “Okay, we’ll have a table ready for you in forty minutes” he informed them

Anakin: “Forty minutes? We have tickets to the opera at eight” he pointed out as the man just stared at him, before he explained to him,

“Matire’d: “I’m sorry sir, but Christmas is a very busy time of the year”

Anakin: “Is this because of the burrito thing?” he asked with a puzzled look on his face as Padme grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the counter

Padme: “You need to give him money”

Anakin: “Give him money it was a joke!” his voice was high and showing signs that he was angry towards toward the long wait

Padme: “Places like this are always trying to shake you down, you just give him a kind word and give him the money” she instructed, he could detect the firmness in her voice like she was ordering him.

Anakin: “Alright, come down, O’Malley. I’ll give him some money” he assured her starting to move back towards the counter before she pulled him back,

Padme: “You have got to be smooth” she warned

Anakin: “I can be smooth” he pointed out moving back over to the matire’d, he extended his hand out to shake his hand

Anakin: “Listen, we’re in a bit of a hurry here so if you could just hurry along with a table” as the matire’d nodded, understanding what he meant

Matire’d: “Of course sir” he assured him as Anakin started to move off and Padme looked at him curiously,

Padme: “How did it go?” she asked seeing Anakin take one of his hands out of his pocket

Anakin: “Had the money in the wrong hand” he replied.

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While Anakin and Padme were busy trying to get into the restaurant, Palo was having some fatherly time with his son, Han, spinning him round in the air, as Han laughed, as Palo continued to spin him round before he stopped:

Palo: “Hey, you don’t feel like you’re going to throw up, are you?”

Han: “No” shaking his head

Palo: “Well, I do, so let’s just sit down” he told him, placing him down on the floor, following him over to his plush, leather lounge as Han ate another spoonful of his dinner

Palo: “So, Han do you know what holiday is coming up?” he asked

Han: “Christmas” he replied with an excited tone in his voice

Palo: “That’s right, but do you know what else?” he asked

Han: “Christmas Eve?” he asked

Palo: Yes, but also H********, see you’re part Nabooian and we also celebrate the miracle, you see millions of years ago, there were these people called the M******”

Han: “Jingle Bells, jingle bell” he started to sing as Palo tried to go on,

Palo: “Okay, that’s right. Yes, but on Hanukkah, we sing ‘dreidel, dreidel, dreidel, I made you out of clay’” picking up a small item on the table in front of him as Han started to sing once more,
Han: “Rudolph, the red nose reindeer….” As Palo laughed, cutting him off,

Palo: “Okay, it’s not a contest” he pointed out

Han: deciding to ask his own question: “When is Santa coming?” with an eager expression on his face,

Palo: “How about this year, instead of Santa, we have fun celebrating H*******?” he asked, hoping that Han would become interested with a new holiday,

Han: his face turned to sadness, and quiet: “No Santa? Was I bad?” he asked, in a low voice

Palo: “No, no, no, you weren’t bad. You’ve been very good, Han” he assured as Han looked away and down at his dinner in front of him,

Han: “Santa’s mad at me” he spoke out as Palo knew what he had to say next, pulling him up on his lap,

Palo: “No, hey, hey, come on. Han. Santa is not mad at you, okay? You’re his favourite little guy” he informed him, giving a big, warm embrace

Han: more excited, “So Santa’s coming?” he asked eagerly

Palo: unknown how to answer, did the only thing he could to make his son happy, “Yes. Santa’s coming” he assured him,

Han: “Will he bring me an ant farm?” he asked, something he always wanted in the past

Palo: “Will you keep it at mummies?” he asked him, knowing he did not like those kinds of creatures.

Han: “Okay” he smiled.

Palo: “Then sure” he replied, as Han jumped off his lap and returned back to his dinner as Palo wondered how he was going to make all this happen and get him excited about H*******.

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Meanwhile back at the restaurant, Anakin was starting to lose his patience,

Anakin: “Look, maybe this slipping him money idea isn’t working” he told Padme, who let out a little laugh,

Padme: “You were the one who said you would die if you didn’t see the opera” she pointed out as Anakin looked shocked,

Anakin: “I didn’t say die, I said cry” in a low voice, away from his fiancé, as Padme decided to explain to him more about how to do it,

Padme: “It’s easy. Just keep it casual. Give him a kind word, shake his hand and give him the money”

Anakin: looking amazed at how much Padme knew about this: “How do you know so much about this?” he asked,

Padme: not wanting to say how she knew about this: “I don’t know”

Anakin: jumping to conclusions: “Bail use to do it, didn’t he?” he asked, referring to Padme’s rich, handsome, political ex boyfriend Anakin did not like as Padme turned away,

Padme: “We’d be eating our soup right about now” she pointed out as Anakin turned away,

Anakin: “Moustached bastard” he cursed under his breath as two people had brushed past them so Padme grabbed Anakin by his arms, excitedly,

Padme: “Those people just left, go, go!” watching him moved back over to the matire’d:

Anakin: “Excuse me…” he stopped when he couldn’t find the money just as another couple had moved past him and over to the empty table as Anakin had found the credits, turning back with a smirk across his face:

Anakin: “Ah ha…” stopping when he saw that he had missed his chance as Padme moved her hands over her face, too embarrassed to believe that they had just missed their chance.

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Deciding to see if the drums were driving Sabe mad, Eirtae stops by Sabe and Obi Wan’s apartment to see the drums loudly as ever, a smile crosses her face as she turned the small doorknob where her face turns to horror, she finds Sabe playing the drums, seeming to enjoy it, she laughs as she sees Eirtae standing at the door,

Eirtae: “So you like the drums too?” she asks, still in shock that her first plan did not work,

Eirtae: “I was worried that they would create maybe….an unbearable living situation, but, okay, well, apparently not, so yay!” she pretended to be excited,

Obi Wan: “Oh yeah and Eirtae, check it out we already learnt a song” he informed her turning back Sabe, “Ready, 1, 2, 3” as Sabe started to click the sticks together, before she played the music on the drums

Sabe and Obi Wan: “Tequila!” looking over excitedly at Eirtae, who was still stunned, cold only, manages to say:

Eirtae: That’s great, I’m so happy for you” before hastily exiting from the apartment.

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Another day, another day with Christmas mood as Anakin, Padme and Obi Wan sat at their favourite booth as Dexter had brought over their drinks with Anakin still attempting to master the slipping of the money

Dexter: “Here you go” placing the drinks on the white, clear table in front of them

Anakin: “Thankyou Dexter, put it there” as the credits fell all over the floor as Dexter just walked off and Anakin sat back down,

Anakin: “Definitely, not easy with coins” he pointed out reaching out to retrieve the money that Obi Wan had helped him pick up,

Anakin: “Thankyou”

Obi Wan: “No, thankyou” he informed him, keeping the credits and moving over to the exit as Eirtae was coming on,

Obi Wan: “Eirtae, the drums only cost you $50, now I only owe you $49.50” he smiled, as Eirtae gave half a smile before heading over to where Anakin and Padme sat, who needed to chat with her anyway,

Anakin: “Eirtae, if you wish to get Obi Wan an present that disrupts the entire building, why not get him a wreaking ball or a vial of smallpox to release into the hall?” he informed her as Padme spoke up,

Padme: “It’s not just the noise, every five minutes Obi Wan throws the sticks up into the air and I have to hear, ‘ow, my eye, oh god my eye’” placing a hand over her eye, to illustrate what she has to hear

Eirtae: “Yes, see, this is how normal people are supposed to react to drums” she pointed as Anakin and Padme stared in disbelief,

Padme: “Wait a minutes, Eirtae, you got Obi Wan drums to try and drive Sabe from the apartment?” seeing Eirtae pause before looking over Padme’s shoulder,

Eirtae: “Maybe, on some level” she simply replied, while trying to think of another way to drive Sabe from Obi Wan’s apartment.

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Deciding on something that should defiantly freak out Sabe, Eirtae carried the present to Obi Wan and Sabe’s apartment as Sabe was trying to find out a way to stop Obi Wan throwing the sticks up into the air. She watched as Obi Wan slipped the protective see through glasses over his eyes, tapping the long wooden stick to see if they could get through:

Sabe: “Obi Wan, you know you could just not throw the sticks up in the air?”

Obi Wan: “What is rock and roll about that?” looking past Sabe to see Eirtae enter into the apartment

Eirtae: “Hey, Obi Wan, I got you another present” she informed him, setting it down on the bench

Obi Wan: “Wait, wait, before you tell me what it is” he told her, making a drum roll noise using the drums, he smiled, “Okay, now tell me”

Eirtae: “It’s a….” she started, preparing to pull off the sheet, “Tarantula!” she smiled, however Obi Wan was too shocked and fell right off his small seat as Sabe just stared at the tank, not even the slightest bit scared.

Eirtae: “Oh, Sabe, what was I thinking, getting Obi Wan, this huge, enormous spider in such a poorly constructed cage” she innocently told her

Sabe: “What are you talking about? I love them” she smiled, bending low to look into the cage, “I had one when I was a kid, but it died because my cat ate it, and then…then, my cat died” she laughed, “But don’t you think these are cool?” she asked Obi Wan, who started to back away,

Obi Wan: “Is it on me? I feel like it’s on me” he pointed out, rushing into his room

Sabe: starting to laugh, “Oh, isn’t that sweet? Obi Wan is afraid of the tarantula” she pointed out

Eirtae: “Yeah, Obi Wan’s so sweet, he’s the best. I’m glad you’re having so much fun with him” starting to move towards the door as Sabe stopped her,

Sabe: “What’s going on?” looking confused at her friend’s behaviour

Eirtae: “Our apartment is ready” she informed her

Sabe: “And that makes you mad because….?”

Eirtae: “Because you would rather live with Obi Wan than with me”

Sabe: now even more shocked, “Now, where did you get an idea like that?”
Eirtae: “Padme and Anakin said you were having more fun living here and apparently no amount of drums or spider is going to change that”

Sabe: now starting to realise what was going on here, “Eirtae, did you Obi Wan all these things to drive me out of the apartment?” as Eirtae went quiet,

Sabe: “I mean you might as well have gotten him a fish, you know how fish freak me out” she reminded her

Eirtae: feeling stupid that she forgotten that, “Fish”

Sabe: “But it wouldn’t have mattered because you and I are meant to live together”

Eirtae: “Really, despite the fun you’re having here?”

Sabe: “Oh, it’s so much more fun with you” she informed her

Eirtae: “We did have fun didn’t we?” she reminded her

Sabe: “Yeah, remember when we were playing with the ball and it went and broke the window” she pointed out, starting to laugh

Eirtae: “I remember paying for the window but I don’t remember how it broke” pausing, as she tried to remember that incident

Sabe: having stopped laughing, “See, stuff like that”

Eirtae: “Okay, well they say we can see it tonight if we want” she informed her

Sabe: “Oh, I would love that” clapping her hands, she moved towards the drums to celebrate before Eirtae had to add,

Eirtae: “Padme asked me to make the drumming stop” seeing Sabe freeze,

Sabe: “Uh, okay” looking around for a place to hide the drums sticks, before spotting the tarantula cage; she opened up the small lid and dropped them in.

Sabe: “There we go” she told her, before heading out of the apartment after Eirtae.

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Having run all around the city to find a Santa costume, because he had promised Han that Santa was coming this year and so far, no one had a Santa costume to rent in time, racing into the next store on his list, he ran over to the counter, as the young shop assistant looked up to acknowledge his presence

Shop assistant: “Hello, sir, you looking to exchange those pants?” seeing Palo not laughing but looking rather offended

Palo: “No, these are my pants” he assured him, putting the shop assistant in his place,

Shop assistant: “Oh. Okay. What can I do you for?” he asked, moving off to another topic

Palo: “Do you have any Santa costumes? I promised my son and I don’t want to disappoint him” he explained to him,

Shop assistant: “Two days before Christmas, sorry man. Have you tried costume city?” he explained to him

Palo: “I’ve tried everywhere; this store was my last choice. You haven’t got a single one?” he asked once more, seeing the assistant shake his head once more,

Shop assistant: “No, sorry, but I do have 24 of them coming back on the 26th” he pointed out

Palo: “Well, do you have anything Christmassy, anything that I could use?” he asked once more, seeing the shop assistant pause to think of anything he had for Palo.


Padme had being watching Han while Palo was out, she enjoyed spending time with Han, and glad that Palo had him for Christmas, she was playing around with Han when a loud knocking came at the door, moving to answer it as Han followed her, she certainly got a fright, seeing her friend Palo, unrecognisable as some kind of weird creature,

Palo: “I’m the Holiday Armadillo, here to bring Christmas to young Han” in a deep voice as Padme looked confused,

Padme: “What happened to Santa, Holiday Armadillo?” her voice firm but showed confusion

Palo: “Santa was unavailable so close to Christmas” he informed her, his eyes matching her’s and she quickly understood as Palo looked over to Han,

Padme: “Well, come in, you must be exhausted after travelling all the way from Tatooine” she informed him

Han: looking confused, “Tatooine?” he asked, as Palo answered him,

Palo: That’s right, Han, I represent all the planets in the outer rim” before he changed the topic to make Han more happier,

Palo: “But Santa sent me here to give you these presents, Han” trying to reach them in his costume, “Maybe the lady will help me with the presents” he pointed out as Padme gave a light smile and lifted up the sack of presents carrying them over into the living, and spilling the contents in front of Han, who’s face lit up with excitement:

Han: “Wow, thanks!” he screamed in excitement

Palo: “You welcome Han. Merry Christmas, and Happy H********” he told him

Han: “Are you for H******** too, because I’m part Nabooian” he informed him

Palo: “Are you? Me too!” he excitedly told him as Padme looked at him curiously,

Padme: “Because Armadillos also wandered in the desert” she pointed out as Palo turned to her,

Palo: “You wanna wander in the hall?” he threatened as she left it alone

Palo: “Hey, Han, what if the holiday armadillo told you all about the festival of lights?” he asked,

Han: “Cool” he replied,

Padme: “Come on, Han” she told him, joining him on the lounge as Palo moved in front of them,

Palo: “Years and years ago, there were these people called the mackabeels….” Unfortunately, it was just at that very moment, the door opened once more and in strolled Anakin, dressed as Santa,

Anakin: “Ho, ho, Merry Christmas!” he announced as Han sprung off the lounge and Palo felt his hopes go down, while Padme looked surprised to see Anakin dressed like Santa

Han: “Santa!” he exclaimed, running right into him,

Anakin: “Hey!” returning his embrace, taken back by the sheer force of Han’s embrace on him

Palo: “What are you doing here Santa?” he asked, not feeling too happy to see him

Anakin: “Well, I am here to see my old pal, Han. What are you doing here, weird turtle man?” he asked, not knowing who Palo was meant to be

Palo: “Well, I am the holiday armadillo. You’re part Nabooian friend. You sent me to bring some presents to Han, remember?” he tried to tell Anakin, who still looked confused,

Anakin: “What?” he asked as Han looked at him, in amazement,

Han: “Did you bring me, any presents Santa?”

Anakin: “You bet I did Han, put it there” he told him, extending his hand, only to see the money miss and drop to the floor,

Anakin: “Well, it would have worked this time, if his hands weren’t so damn small” he hissed through his teeth before looking back at Han,

Anakin: “Ho, ho, Merry Christmas!” he beamed once again as Padme decided to step in and take over,

Padme: “Okay, Han why don’t you come and open some more presents and Santa, the armadillo and I will have a little talk in the kitchen” she smiled, moving towards Anakin,

Padme: “There’s a sentence I never thought I say” bringing Anakin and Palo together, so Han wouldn’t over hear.

Palo: “What are you doing?” he asked

Anakin; “You called everyone and said you couldn’t find a Santa costume so I borrowed one from a guy at work” he informed him,

Palo: “Thankyou, but you gotta leave” he informed him as Anakin looked shocked

Anakin: “Why?” he asked,

Palo: “Because I’m finally getting him excited about H********** and you’re wreaking it” he pointed out

Anakin: “But I didn’t get to shake my belly like a bowl full of jelly” Anakin pouted

Palo: “I’m sorry, Anakin but this is really important to me” he reminded him as Anakin suddenly realised the truth,

Anakin: “Fine, I’ll give the suit back” he assured him, as Palo moved back to Han while Padme to Anakin, her fingers twirling through his long, white beard,

Padme: “Hey, do you think you could keep it another night?” she asked, a smirk across her face,

Anakin: looking surprised, “Santa, really?”

Padme: “Yeah, is that okay?” smiling

Anakin: “Did your dad ever dress up as Santa?” he smirked through his bread

Padme: “No”

Anakin: “Then it’s okay” he smiled, leaning in closer for a kiss.

Palo: “Okay, Han, Santa has to go now” he informed him as Han started to look upset,

Han: “No, why does he have to go?” he cried

Anakin: “Because if Santa and the holiday armadillo” he started trying to get the name right, “Are ever in the same room together, the universe will implode. Merry Christmas” he explained,

Han: “No, why can’t the armadillo leave, I want Santa” he complained

Palo: feeling as though he had lost, “Fine, I give up, Santa, can stay” he confessed as Anakin looked at Padme, knowing what to do,

Anakin: “Well, I’ll stay but only because I want to hear about ……………….” He told him, seeing Palo look up,

Anakin: “Han, will you sit here with Santa?” he asked, moving over to the plush lounge with Padme and Han

Han: “Okay, Santa” he replied cheerfully

Palo: mouthing to Anakin, “Thankyou”

Anakin: mothering back “You’re welcome”

Palo once again took his place at the centre in front of Anakin, Padme and Han, all eyes on him, as he began his story once more:

Palo: “Years and years ago, there were these people called the mackabees!”

Interrupted again as the door opened once more, and in strolled Obi Wan, surprisingly dressed as Superman:

Obi Wan: “Merry Christmas!” he announced, smiling, posing quite proudly as Palo froze once more as Anakin, Padme and Han’s eyes all looked over at Obi Wan, standing there.


Meanwhile, while Palo was trying to get Han excited about Christmas, Sabe and Eirtae were walking into their brand new apartment, all cleaned up and tidied,

Sabe: “Oh, it’s so beautiful” moving into the bedrooms

Eirtae: “Oh, this is terrible. I can hardly feel my grandmother’s presence anymore” she muttered to herself, before eyeing off new light covers, “Ooh, new scones” she added, moving to observe them before Sabe’s worried shout, filled the air,

Sabe: “Oh my god!” rushing back into the living room, “Okay, do you remember how your grandmother put up the retaining wall to make it into two rooms and you were afraid that the landlord was going to find out and tear it down” she explained as Eirtae looked confused,

Eirtae: “Yeah, what’s wrong?”

Sabe: “Do you really see where I am going with all of this?” she asked

Eirtae: “Of course, what?” she asked

Sabe: “It left. It’s one huge room!” she exclaimed,

Eirtae: “Oh no!” running past Sabe, into the room, before running back out, all excited, “Wow!”

Before seeing Sabe’s facial expression, she knew what they had to do,

Eirtae: “Oh alright, I guess we’ll just put the wall back up”

Sabe: “You can’t because of the new skylight” she pointed out,

Eirtae: “There’s a skylight!?!” she asked, running back in, before running back out, “Wow!” as Sabe started to move away, her face turning into sadness

Sabe: “Well, I guess we’ll have to find another place” she informed her as Eirtae moved towards the kitchen, starting to once again feel like she was back at home,

Eirtae: “You know, I am sensing that my grandmother would not be comfortable with that” she confessed,

Sabe: realising what was going on, “Oh, you starting to sense her again, are you?” with a small raise of her eyebrows

Eirtae: “A little bit” she confessed again

Sabe: “Eirtae, is your grandmother saying maybe you should live alone in the apartment?” she asked,

Eirtae: “You feel her too, you have the gift!” she excitedly told her,

Sabe: “Eirtae, its okay. I am going to miss living with you but I like living with Obi Wan
she confessed

Eirtae: “Really, you do?” wanting to find out more,

Sabe: “Yeah. It’s so much closer to work. I hate packing, it’s closer to work and we do have fun” she admitted

Sabe: “Although, I’m really gonna miss living with you” she pointed out, with a sad, look across her face,

Eirtae: “Oh, me too” she confessed as Sabe nodded,

Sabe: “I know” as the two moved to give each other a friendly embrace as Sabe pulled back,

Sabe: “Did you hear that? I’m getting something from your grandmother” she started “She said since you get to keep the one bedroom apartment you should give Sabe the purple chair” she told Eirtae

Eirtae: acting like she didn’t hear any words, shook her head, “No, I don’t hear that” she replied as Sabe corrected herself,

Sabe: “Oh, wait a minutes. Oh, okay, she didn’t say chair, she said share. You should share the one bedroom apartment” as Eirtae quickly snapped in,

Eirtae: “Oh, the purple chair! No, yeah. I heard that” she confessed


While over at Padme and Anakin’s apartment, Padme, Anakin, still dressed as Santa and Obi Wan, dressed as Superman, sat on the plush lounge as Han sat in Palo’s lap, looking up in interest as Palo drew close to finishing his story,

Palo: “And the miracle was that, that little bit of oil….that should have lasted just one day, burned for….” He started as Han chipped in,

Han: “Eight whole days” he finished as Palo smiled,

Palo: “That’s right and that’s why we celebrate H******** today. The end” he concluded

Han: looking up in amazement, “Awesome” he smiled as Palo nodded,

Palo: “Yeah” he replied as Anakin turned over to Obi Wan, cheekily adding,

Anakin: My favourite part was when Superman flew all the Nabooians out of Tatooine” he smiled as Obi Wan gave a slow nod in agreement, as Palo tried not to remember that part,

Palo: “The armadillo was actually not so thrilled about that part” he informed Obi Wan and Padme leaned over to Anakin, giving him a sweet, romantic kiss, not knowing that Han had noticed,

Han: turning back to his dad, he asked curiously, “Why is Santa kissing Aunt Padme?”

Padme: turning back to Han, knowing they were caught, she smiled at Han, while he finger twirled through Anakin’s fake long beard, “Because Aunt Padme was very, very good this year” she informed him

Palo: moving on from the story: “Okay, Han, it’s time to light the Hanukkah candles!” he announced as Palo, Han, Padme, Anakin and Obi Wan all moved over to the window, as Padme began to light the candles as Eirtae and Sabe entered the now, dark quiet room,

Eirtae: “Hey” she told them as Sabe noticed all the guys dressed up,

Sabe: “Wow! Looks like the Easter Bunny’s funeral in here” she commented as Palo waved them over,

Palo: Come on, come on, we’re lighting the candles” he informed them as Eirtae and Sabe quickly moved to join them, where Eirtae pointed out,

Eirtae: “I understand why Superman is here, but why is there a porcupine at the Easter Bunny’s funeral?” she asked


Having left Padme and Anakin’s apartment, Obi Wan had escaped to his room, finding that the tarantula was loose, while Sabe, unafraid to look for it, quickly found it as Obi Wan wanted to know if she had caught it:

Obi Wan: “You get it?” he asked through his bedroom door

Sabe: closing and tightening the lid on the cage, “I got it” she replied,

Obi Wan: “Back in the cage?” he asked again, through his door

Sabe: “It’s back in the cage” she assured him,

Obi wan: “Is the cage closed?” he asked, once more as Sabe became frustrated with his attitude:

Sabe: Obi Wan, will you just come out here and stop being such a baby!” she yelled as she heard the door open and Obi Wan stepped out, constantly looking over at the cage, before he quickly ran into the fresher as Sabe gave a little laugh at his behaviour.