DISCLAIMER: I do not own Star Wars: The Clone Wars, or any other media of Star Wars. All rights go to their respective owners. Also, my brother came up with the basic plotline, so at least 50% of the credit goes to him.

"NOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM". Despite all the times the other Jedi in the Jedi Temple have told her over and over again not to eat from the cookie jar, Padawan Ahsoka Tano found herself stuffing her face of the sweet, sugary goodness, once again. "Hmmm...?" The Tortuga shook the cookie jar, in hopes of one, maybe two cookies left stuck to the bottom, but there weren't even any crumbs left. "Aw maaaaan." She sighed, disappointed.

"Ahsoka...we talked about this..." Seeing a shadow over her, she looked up to see the older Jedi with his arms folded, a disapproving glare on his face.

"Oh no! Anakin! I have to hide the evidence!" Ahsoka said to no one in particular.

"There's no need," he smirked, slightly amused. "I already caught you red-han-" before Anakin could finish, Ahsoka threw the jar at him, and rolled out of the kitchen window. "AHSOKA!" Anakin exclaimed, rushing over to where she fell.

"WOO-HOO! This, is, AMAZING!" Apparently, Ahsoka's cookie gut broke her fall, and she was using it to bounce over the buildings.

"...Oh boy..." Anakin knew he had to go after her.

Unfortunately, as good as sugar-highs were, they never lasted long. Ahsoka was growing too tired to bounce now, and just stuck to walking.

GRRROWWWLLL...

Placing a hand on her growling stomach, Ahsoka smacked her lips. She was getting hungry again.

"COOKIE BALLOONS!" A deep, raspy voice called out. "GET YOUR COOKIE BALLOONS HERE!"

"Mmm, those look good," she smiled. Using a Force Jump to get to the balloon cart, she took a bite out of a balloon.

POP!

Ahsoka giggled. It didn't taste much like a cookie, but it still felt good in her mouth.

"NOM!" POP! "NOM!" POP! "NOM!" POP!

"HEY, KID!" Ahsoka looked down at the vendor. "YOU GOTTA PAY FOR THOSE!"

"MY COOKIE BALLOONS!" Ahsoka yelled in a high-pitch voice. She hissed like a cat at the vendor. "NOM!" POP! "NOM!" POP! "NOM!" POP! "NOM!" POP!

The vendor backed away as the other nearby citizens scattered and screamed at the sight of the ever-growing-madly-giggling-cookie-balloon-eating-floating-Tortuga.

Meanwhile, a fleet of cookie-ships started entering Couruscant's atmosphere.

"EXPLAIN TO ME WHY WE HAD TO THESE COOKIE-SHAPED SHIPS IN ORDER TO ATTACK COURUSCANT," General Greivous growled to the Count Dooku hologram in his hand.

"Because our budget has been tight due to the mass production of droids needed to fight against the Republic," Count Dooku explained. General Greivous smashed his free fist into a random table next to him, breaking it in half.

"BUT NO ONE'S GOING TO TAKE THE SEPERATISTS SERIOUSLY ATTACKING LIKE THIS!"

"I agree with you, General. But unfortunately, this was the best we could do. Perhaps lasers and fire will make up for the lack of intimidating ships. Commence our attack on Couruscant as planned."

"YES, MY LORD." Grevious bowed before the transmissions ended.

"Uh, sir," a droid whined. "There's an incoming projectile being launched towards our ship."

"cooooKIIIIEEEES!" Ahsoka's high-pitch voice got louder as she excitedly (not to mention, hungrily) floated towards the ship.

"BWAH! RETREEEEEEAAAAT!" General Grevious ran like a coward to the escape pods.

"ABANDON SHIP!"

"NOM!" Ahsoka took a BIG bite out of the cookie ship.

"EVERY DROID FOR ITSELF!"

"NOM!" And another one,

"This isn't FAIR!"

"NOM!" And another one!

"I just got PROMOTED!"

The skies were filled with sounds of panicking droids, and Ahsoka's "noms".

Soon, Ahsoka found eating all the cookie ships wasn't enough. Not NEARLY enough! She had to eat them all. ALL OF THEM!

And so she did. She ate every single cookie in the galaxy. With each one, she grew bigger and bigger...

...Until one day, there wasn't anything left. Ahsoka had gotten so big, she developed her own atmosphere, and didn't even need a helmet to breathe in space. Still, being a tiny head on a ridiculously fat body got rather lonesome.

"...Hello?" she called out. "...Can anyone hear me...?" Silence. Maybe she really was all that was left. Then, just very faintly, she thought she could feel some sort of vibration somewhere in her body. What was that? Maybe I can use my force to find out what it is. She thought. Ahsoka might've been a planet-sized Jedi, but she was still a Jedi, and could use the force. All she had to do was concentrate.

"Snips!" Anakin was struggling to move against a sea of orange. "I'm stuck in your FAT FOLDS!"

"Hang on, Master! I'll get you out of there!" She reached around through her big belly flesh. Milk-dipped TIE Fighter? No...sprinkled and frosted remains of Hoth? No...oh! That's where her lightsabers went! Still no...aha! There he was! Gasping for breath...and probably broke a few bones. She put him right next to her head where she could see him. "Hi, Master."

"This...is why..." Anakin panted, "...we told you not to eat the cookies."

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Fun Fact: Sometimes, when you throw Ahsoka in Disney Infinity (3.0), she says "This, is, AMAZING!". "Every droid for itself" "But I just got promoted!" "This isn't FAIR!" are some other phrases the droids may say when you attack them.