Story Title: Vacation's Where I Wanna Be

Genre: Humor

Summary: Anakin and Padme are taking their two four year old twins, Luke and Leia on a vacation. Sound innocent enough? Think again. Here's the twist. Uncle Obi-Wan and none other than Master Yoda are tagging along. This will turn interesting.

Disclaimer: Own nothing, I do. Belong to Sir Lucas, these characters and affiliations do. Saddened I am by this fact. Also own, I do not, the Chipotle burrito song. A small reference appears it does in Chapter 1. And sadly, Krispy Kreme, Burger King, and McDonald are not mine are they either. A shame, this is. For enjoy french fries, I do.

Chapter 1

A Recipe for Disaster

Padme sighed deeply and rubbed her eyes. The words on the datapad before her began to run together and her vision was hopelessly blurred. It was 11 o'clock already? Sleepily, she shoved the unfinished Senate proposal into her desk drawer. Leaning, chin in hand, she gazed out at the lights of the city. She knew she really should be getting some rest, so after a moment she slowly rose. Her aching tired muscles screamed with the effort and her right foot was asleep. As she hobbled toward her bedroom, it protested and tingled.

She undressed and put on her simple bed attire, a soft robe given to her by Sabe, her loyal handmaiden. She was not disappointed to slip into the warmth of her sleeping husband's arms. He stirred slightly at her touch and opened his eyes a bit, peering at her inquisitively.

"I was beginning to wonder if you'd ever show up," he commented, the fatigue apparent in his soft voice.

Padme snuggled gratefully closer to him and whispered into his ear, "Me too, Ani."

"Mmm," he grunted. "What was Chancellor Skywalker up to at this hour?"

"Datapads," she replied. "And I'm not even halfway through that heaping mound on my desk."

He was silent for a moment. "Oh. Datapads," he said with obvious distaste. "You mean those datapads that seem to be so much more important than your handsome Jedi protector?"

Padme let out a small sigh. "They're not more important than you, Ani."

He laughed and settled deeper into the pillows. "Well, angel, I do believe it's high time you took a break from your work."

Padme smiled at the thought, but it was soon wiped from her face. "Oh, I wish I could Ani."

He sat up a little, and looked at her dark silhouette. "So why can't you?"

Padme thought the answer was actually quite obvious. "Because, in case you've forgotten, I'm the Supreme Chancellor of the Republic."

She couldn't see him but she knew he was smirking. "And? I'm frightfully sorry, but I fail to see your point, milady."

She sighed, frustrated. Both at this sudden declaration and his use of the teasing name. "I can't take a break. The Republic needs me."

"I couldn't agree more, angel. Holonet gossipers call you the best Chancellor in the history of the Republic for a reason you know," he teased.

Padme giggled. "And what do the call you, oh husband of mine? Ah yes, The Hero with No Fear."

Anakin shifted uncomfortably. "Personally I find that name to be anything but flattering. But you're changing the subject, Padme. I'm completely serious here."

Padme laid a hand on his face. "But I have so much to do. Being the Chancellor gives me a lot of responsibility."

Anakin snorted softly. "I think all your hard work is all the more reason for you to take a break."

Padme opened her mouth to respond but hesitated and thought a little. "A vacation does sound nice…..." she paused. "But what about the children, Ani? And don't you dare suggest that we leave them with Obi-Wan because I don't want a repeat of the last time he babysat."

Anakin chuckled quietly. "No. I don't either. But it was kind of his own fault. I mean, he made the mistake of not watching Luke closely enough. And curious little children will get into anything."

Padme smiled at him in the dark. "I suppose so, Ani. But I don't think he appreciated Luke's … 'redecoration' of his Jedi robes."

"I thought it was very creative. A blend of surrealism and a bit of abstract."

"And what about his walls?"

"Well, I can't argue that his walls looked horrible. Remind me never to enroll Luke in an art class."

Padme said, "Okay, Ani. But now you are changing the subject. Where will the kids go?"

Anakin wrapped a sturdy arm around her and sunk back into the covers. "They'll come with us. We've never had an actual family vacation before, Padme."

Padme smiled. "It's a wonderful idea, Ani. But what about the stack of datapads that are still sitting on my desk?"

Anakin sighed and said, "Forget the stupid datapads, angel, or I'll personally see to their destruction."

Padme shivered voluntarily. "Like you personally saw to the destruction of our old armoire?"

"Yes my dear," he answered matter-of -factly. Padme smiled to herself at the thought of a relaxing vacation with her husband. It sounded perfect.

Anakin appeared to be envisioning as well, because he was quiet for a minute or so. Then he asked, "How about we leave tomorrow?"

Padme nodded into his sleeve. "And leave the datapads behind. I promise."

Anakin pulled her closer and whispered, "I love you, angel. I hope you know that."

Padme answered him with a small snore. Anakin grinned and fell into a deep sleep.

Padme awoke the next morning and turned over toward Anakin's side of the bed to find it empty. Curious, she padded downstairs to find a cup of hot coffee and the morning newspaper waiting for her on the table. Anakin sat at the table, siphoning his breakfast at lightning speed.

Padme took the seat next to him and gratefully sipped her coffee. "Mmmm," she commented. "Thank you, love. This tastes delicious."

Anakin smiled at her and pointed to the sugar bowl. "Sweet enough for you, my angel."

Padme smiled from behind The Coruscant Courier. Anakin read the front page while she read the inside.

"Mommy? Daddy?" a voice acknowledged from the kitchen doorway.

Anakin looked away from the headlines. "Well, good morning, Princess. What would you like for breakfast?"

Leia shrugged and rubbed her sleepy brown eyes in the light. "How about some cereal, please Daddy?"

Anakin smiled. "One cereal coming right up, sweetie."

Then, another small voice echoed through the Skywalker's kitchen. "I want cereal too."

"Please," Padme said pointedly.

"Please," Luke added with a small sigh.

Soon, the children were slurping the leftover milk from their bowls. Anakin cleared his throat importantly and spoke. "Children, your mother and I have an announcement to make," he began.

Luke scowled and said grumpily. "Don't tell me, we're getting a new baby brother or sister."

Padme jumped, startled. Anakin nearly upended the coffee pitcher in shock.

"No!" Padme exclaimed. "Where on earth did you come up with that?"

Luke shrugged. "Biggs said that's exactly what his daddy said when he was about to get a new sister. And he did."

Anakin and Padme exchanged a look. Anakin spoke first. "Well, you see, I have a different announcement in mind."

Suddenly, Luke looked excited. "Are we getting a pet?''

Anakin sighed. "No, Luke."

Leia's eyes shone in wonder. "What then?"

Anakin smiled gently at his children. " We're going on a vacation together as a family!"

"Yea!" Leia cheered happily. But her happiness was short-lived as the door suddenly burst open and in popped Obi-Wan Kenobi.

"HEEEELLLLLO SKYWALKER FAMILY!" he screeched loudly. Padme covered her ears in agony.

"Hey, Obi-Wan." Anakin grumbled. "Wasn't expecting you to drop by, at seven o'clock in the morning."

Obi-Wan began to jump up and down. "I KNOW! ISN"T THAT SO GREAT? I WANTED TO SURPRISE YOU GUYS!"

Padme fretted from behind her newspaper. "Couldn't you have just brought us donuts or something?"

"Oh, contraire, Senator. I brought you donuts and jelly!" Obi –Wan answered excitedly and pulled a jar and a box of donuts out of his robes. "Couldn't you tell I had something stuffed inside my shirt?"

"Nah," Anakin teased. "I thought that was your stomach hanging out."

Obi- Wan growled and said. "I'm not THAT fat, Anakin."

Anakin laughed and Leia stated, "What's the jelly for, then?"

Obi-wan leaned down and whispered. "You see, Leia, these are special donuts."

Leia looked at the box and read it aloud. (She is four years old, but she is a smart youngling.) "Jansen's Extra Soft Premium Jelly Donuts."

"Ooooooh! Donuts," Luke squealed.

"Awww crap!" Obi-Wan said in a voice that didn't disguise his dismay. "I can't give you these; they already belong to some dude named Jansen!"

Leia ignored his outburst and asked again, "What's the jelly for, Uncle Obi-Wan?"

Obi-Wan sniffed sadly. "Well, they're jelly donuts so they need jelly, right?''

Anakin, who had stolen a section of the paper from Padme, said flatly. "Um…Obi-Wan? They're called jelly donuts because they have jelly in them."

"Well, that's just craptacular! I wasted 25 cents on a jar of stupid jelly!" and he hurled the jar at the wall, but Anakin caught it with the Force just before it smashed into Padme's beloved wall hanging.

Obi-Wan helped himself to a seat and quipped, "I'd better just take the donuts back to Jansen and beg for forgiveness."

No one bother to comment. Anakin, intent on cheering his former Master up, said, "You know, we can make some toast and eat jelly covered toast with the donuts," he suggested.

Obi-Wan's eyes widened. "ANAKIN, ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? WE CAN"T EAT THOSE, THEY BELONG TO JANSEN!"

Anakin sighed. "No they don't Obi-Wan. Relax, all right? Did you take your meds today?"

Obi-Wan looked confused. "What meds?"

Anakin laughed. "Only teasing, Master." And he got up and walked to the bread basket, preparing to make some toast for the family. When he lifted the lid, something jumped out that definitely wasn't a loaf of bread.

"What the-!" Anakin said loudly. The little bundle rolled several inches across the countertop and fell into the sink. After a second or so of squirming, a clearly unhappy Yoda tumbled out of the sink and onto the floor, spitting out soapy water.

"Yoda?" Luke asked in awe.

Yoda scrunched his already wrinkly face up at Anakin. "Yes, me it is. However, sign autographs, I will not, young one."

Luke looked utterly lost. Yoda turned back to Anakin who was looking at him questioningly.

"Well, you think tough you are to wake an old man when sleeping he is, huh, Anakin?" he began grumpily. "But in the States, a little thing we have called dignity. And destroyed mine you have."

Everyone, without the slightest hint to what Yoda was saying remained silent. Anakin, who was trying very hard to suppress a laugh, said, "Yoda, what in Sith's name were you doing sleeping in our bread basket?'

Yoda swayed a little as he tried to walk toward the table. " Sitting outside I was, wishing a burrito I had…..Yes a burrito, mighty fine that would be right now…." he sang absent-mindedly. Anakin decide to give up and put some bread in the toaster.

Obi-wan, who hadn't seemed to forget despite Yoda's dramatic appearance, yelled suddenly, "ANAKIN! WHAT IF JANSEN IS A COLD- BLOODED CRIMINAL WHO WILL TEAR ME LIMB FROM LIMB IF HE DISCOVERS THAT I STOLE HIS DONUTS?"

Padme sighed and lowered the paper she had been trying to read during the ruckus. "Tear you limb from limb, over donuts? Highly unlikely, Obi-Wan." she stated.

"You don't know how many weirdoes are out there running around the galaxy, invading every Krispy Kreme in sight."

Anakin brought over the toast and said. "How many weirdoes are out there running around the galaxy invading every Krispy Kreme in sight?"

Obi-Wan put on his best genius face. "Approximately 1, 892."

Anakin adopted a face of false shock. "Wow."

"That's not the half of it. More than twice that many target McDonald's."

Leia smiled and bit into her toast. "Probably for the toys."

Anakin grinned at his daughter's insight. "Yeah, you're probably right, Princess."

Obi-Wan proudly whipped out his wrist and pointed to his watch. "I got this at Burger King."

Everyone glanced quickly at his Obi-wan Kenobi watch.

"Nice, Uncle Obi-Wan." Luke offered, eating a donut.

Yoda piped up from the floor, where he was eating a donut out of a bowl. "Heard, I did, that a trip you are going on?"

Obi-Wan's face lit up instantly. "A TRIP? WHERE TO, GUYS? HUH? CAN I GO? PLEEEEAASE? PRETTY PLEEAASE?"

Anakin sighed. "Padme's taking some time off of work so we can go on vacation with the kids."

Obi-Wan smiled. "Cool. Can I come?"

Before Anakin could respond, Padme spoke up. "Of course you can, Obi-Wan. You're like family to us."

"HOT DIGGETY DOG!" Obi-Wan exclaimed. "Thanks a bunch, you guys. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!"

He gazed lovingly upon the faces of mixed emotion before him. His eyes traveling around the table, he finally saw Luke.

"Except for you," he whispered quietly. Luke continued to scarf down donuts, and Anakin, who had heard, chuckled at his joke.

"HEEEEEEYYYYYYYY!" Yoda whined loudly, "About me, have you forgotten?"

Anakin snorted. "Forget about you? Difficult to do when you pop out of my bread box at seven thirty in the morning."

Padme smiled. "You can come too, Yoda."

"YIPEE!" he cried. "WIZARD THIS IS!"

And while everyone else plunged deep into discussion of destinations and hotel accommodations, Anakin wondered silently what Padme had just gotten them into.

"Hey Anakin, you wanna know what the best part of being on vacation is?" Obi-Wan said happily.

"What?" Anakin asked, already getting a headache.

"Being gone from Coruscant when Jansen comes to hunt me down."

Anakin slapped his forehead and groaned.