Skywalker Apartment [Monday evening]

[auroryborealis]

Juliet had already been fed (and subsequently bathed), and adult food had been ordered from the Greek place who knew her order by heart now, and Rory was perched on the couch while her child sat on the floor, enraptured by a red monster with a lisp

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[sith_happened]

Anakin paused for a moment outside the apartment door to take a few deep breaths and calm himself down from the memorial. He didn't want to set Juliet's Force-senses off.

He pasted a smile on his face that he knew wouldn't fool Rory for a second and came into the room. "There are my two favorite girls!"

Beat.

"And Elmo."

At least it wasn't Dora.

[auroryborealis]

"Daddy!" Juliet shouted, getting up on wobbly legs to run over to her father. "Elmo!" And see how she pointed at the television, like perhaps he had missed the wonder of Elmo the first time.

"It's been an Elmo kind of day," Rory added with a small smile and a wave, letting Juliet run over. Maybe it'd make her tired. Certainly looked like Anakin could use so toddler-level happy about now, anyway.

[sith_happened]

"I see him," Anakin said, giving his daughter a tight squeeze before she wiggled away in protest.

"And fishie!" Juliet added.

"What does a fish say?" Anakin asked.

Juliet gave him a blank stare. Because really.

[auroryborealis]

"Make a fishie face, Juliet!" Rory tried, and Juliet giggled and puffed out her cheeks like a wee blowfish.