Due to the success of my Christmas Carol AU for this fandom, I have decided to write a Codywan centric one, in a Hunchback of Notre Dame AU :)

Enjoy and please read and review :)

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Children ran through the Jedi Temple gardens as the early morning sun peeked over the horizon. Sitting by the fountains, was a small, green….man, his eyes closed in meditation as the water rippled in the marble monuments. Upon seeing the still figure, the children stopped in their tracks, their eyes wide in amazement.

After a few minutes of silent staring, the figure chuckled warmly. "Closer you can come younglings. Bite, I do not."

Cautiously, the children crept closer until they were seated in front of the figure, who slowly opened one eye and chuckled again. "Questions you have, I sense. Ask them, you must hmmmm?"

One of the children glanced nervously at his classmates, before shuffling forwards slightly. "Master Yoda…can you tell us about t-the clones? The ones who are fighting in the war? Our teachers won't say anything about them."

Master Yoda paused in thought for a few moments, before nodding in agreement, "Tell you, I will younglings..." he glanced off into the distance, "…Peaceful, this world used to be. Revolves around this war now, the city does. Fight for the republic, the Jedi do now, yes."

"But what started it Master Yoda?"

Master Yoda frowned, "Interrupt me, you should not youngling…started by a Jedi and a Bounty Hunter, this tale was."

"A Jedi and a Bounty Hunter worked together?!"

"No. Say Master Sifo-Dyas ordered the creation of clones, the cloners of Kamino do….but died he did, before the order was issued."

"Then who gave the order for the clones to be created?"

"Unknown that is young one. Believe a dark force is at work, many do. Gave his own DNA, the Bounty Hunter Jango Fett did. For an unaltered clone and money, yes."

"An unaltered clone?"

"Accelerated growth, these clones have. More loyal, these clones were made. More willing to follow orders."

"Loyal to who? Us?"

"Appear that way, it does…."

"So…." Mused one of the children, "…do all the clones look the same under the helmets?"

"Assume this, we do."

"Has anyone ever seen one of the clone's faces?"

Master Yoda shook his head, "No."

"Hasn't one of the clones gone out without their helmet?"

"No. Unlikely it is, that that will change…." He glanced at the children and smiled, "A riddle to be heard, in war there is…" he stated, "…who are the monsters? Who are the men, hmmmmmm?"

The children remained silent, their faces twisted in confusion until one of them hesitantly spoke up. "One of our teachers said that the clones aren't men at all….does that make them the monsters?"

Yoda frowned at this, "Those who fight, are monsters you believe, hmmmmmm?"

"Well…no, because that would make us monsters?"

"Hmmmm…lessons you have now. Go to them, you should."

The children all glanced at each other, before shrugging and bowing their goodbyes to the Jedi Master. As they raced off, back into the Temple, Master Yoda sighed wearily to himself. Slowly, he rose to his feet and limped back into the Temple, his mind far away in thought…so far away that he didn't hear Master Windu calling his name.

"Master Yoda!"

Startled out of his thoughts, Yoda stopped in the middle of the corridor and waited for the younger master to catch up.

"Are you alright?" asked Mace, "….I called your name five times?"

Yoda sighed wearily, "A difficult question, has been asked. Considering it, I am."

"A difficult question?"

"Believed to be monsters, the clones are."

"That's…a little harsh. Can I ask why…and by who?"

"By the younglings, believed it is. For fighting this war, monsters the clones must be."

"They truly believe this?"

"Help from the teachers, there has been."

Mace frowned, "I will be sure to send out a message advising against views like that…may I ask what's troubling you then?"

"Fighting a war, does not make clones monsters, I said. Agreed, the younglings did…Jedi's fight the war, they argued. And monsters we are not, they stated. Troubled me, this did."

Mace nodded in understanding, "They were so quick to label the clones as monsters for fighting in the war, forgetting that the order is fighting this war as well."

Yoda shook his head, a slightly dismayed look in his eye. "Change, we need…" he sighed, "….turning younglings against others, this war is. Peace, we must have and change, their views will."

Mace frowned, "You make it sound so simple."

"Often the best, the simple ways are."

"You don't know for certain that their views on clones will change with the war ending."

"A clone then, end the war he must."

"A clone? Do you have one in mind?"

Yoda closed in eyes in thought, "Clouded, the future is. But two bright lights there are. Stop the war, these two will." And with that, Yoda began limping up the corridor once again, chuckling softly as he went.

Watching him go, Mace shook his head in disbelief. "Never going to happen…" he muttered under his breath, "…never going to happen."