I thought this should end with a Knighting, and I also wanted to tie it back to the original story this sprang off of.
"Proud of you I am, my Padawan." Master Yoda hobbled back a couple of feet and smiled, one small green claw still clenched the small pleat of hair that Luke had worked so hard to get rid of. There was a short, grateful moment between Master and Padawan before the crowd surged forward to congratulate the new Knight.
"Well Kid, who would've thought you'd have made it this far." That cocksure Corilliean who had somewhere along the line become his unofficial brother, gave Luke's blond mop a tussle before engulfing him in a rough embrace. Chewbaca gave him similar treatment, mumbling in his own language, and sounding suspiciously tearful.
"Luke! Luke! Luke! We did it!" His beautiful young twin ran over; leaving Master Windu, who was her "escort", stumbling. Anakin managed to catch the ancient Jedi before his old legs gave out on him.
Luke on the other hand, had gathered his ecstatic sister (a Knight as well) into an enthusiastic embrace, swinging her around playfully.
"The Skywalker twins are now Jedi Knights! Do you think the galaxy can handle it?"
"The galaxy," wheezed Master Windu, "couldn't handle Anakin Skywalker, much less you two!"
"Are you saying they cause more trouble then I do?" Anakin sounded vaguely insulted by this. "You just be careful! I've dropped decrepit Jedi Masters for less than that!"
"You can drop me, I wouldn't fall." Master Windu declared stubbornly, (and untruthfully).
"You just keep telling yourself that."Anakin replied grimly, taking a firmer, more protective grip on Windu's arm.
Han Solo stepped forward and tactfully grabbed Leia's arm as Padme Amidala ran forward to embrace her newly Knighted son.
"Oh, Lukie!"
Han snickered, but had to stop when Leia smacked his arm.
"I remember when you were just a little baby! And now look at you, a Jedi Knight just like your father. You look so handsome, my little boy! Oh, I remember when I used to have to check under your bed for gundark ghosts and when I had to change your diapers..."
Anakin, following Han Solo's example, calmly drew the babbling Padme away from a blushing Luke. Padme took over the role of Windu's "escort" while Anakin embraced his son. He didn't say anything except a whispered "I'm so proud of you," for Luke's ears only. If Anakin's dark blue eyes teared a little at Luke's choice of a light brown Jedi robe, no one commented.
Composing himself, he kissed Luke's forehead and then turned toward the gathering. "Everyone, Mara's waiting at Dex's Diner for the rest of the party. We hope all of you can attend!" The people began to file out excitedly. Jedi didn't generally do parties, as a rule, but Knightings were one of the few reasons to celebrate. Plus, if Anakin Skywalker had planned the party...well it was a good chance it'd be memorable at the very, very least.
"Go, I shall. Haven't been to Dex's in a while have I." The ancient Jedi fixed his small green eyes on his last Padawan, "An honor, it has been, to train you."
Luke gave his Master a very low bow, "It has been an honor to be your student, Master Yoda. I will always treasure your teachings."
The rest of the crowd trickled out, leaving just Luke and his father behind. Anakin stared at Luke's threadbare Jedi robe.
"He...he would've been very proud of you, you know."
"I know, father."
Anakin brought his son into another warm embrace, "I'm proud of you too, more than you will ever realize. And I love you too. I always will, my son."
"I love you too, dad."
They stood like that for a moment, in a bittersweet embrace, before Anakin broke away grinning.
"Come on, Luke. Rumor has it that you have something very special to ask Mara tonight." Luke couldn't help the rueful smile that blossomed on his face at that.
They both walked out of the Council chambers, but Luke stopped once more to look back. He was well rewarded. Blue-tinged and transparent, Ben stood smiling at his last apprentice.
"Congratulations, my padawan. May the Force be with you, always."
Ben was proud.
Fin