This is a drabble. It's meant to be short.
Padme watched from the warmth and safety of their tiny home on Naboo as her children played in the rain. They had their bright raincoats on whereas Anakin didn't even have a coat on – much to Padme's annoyance. At least her actual children were dry and wouldn't catch a cold unlike someone else. There were squeals of delight as Anakin picked up the little forms and went stomping through the mud, without a care in the world.
Padme let out a sigh but couldn't resist the smile tugging at her lips. Despite their messiness, she loved those three children dearly.
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