"Daddy, whatcha makin'?" Sarah asked as she sat down at the table next to her father. With ten days before Christmas, it was time to decorate the tree.

"I'm about to make an old craft from my childhood," he replied as he covered a sheet of regular paper with aluminum foil.

"Can I make one?" Sarah asked eagerly.

"I'm sorry, princess. Part of it involves punching holes with a pushpin. You might hurt yourself."

Sarah gave her father a dejected look.

"Tell you what. Maybe you can tell me a design you'd like me to put on here."

Sarah smiled. At least she got to help her father now. "I want stars!" she replied eagerly.

"A bunch of little stars or a couple of big ones?"

"Little ones."

He then punched holes into the foil and paper in the shapes of several small stars. Sarah watched as he added other pinholes. After he stopped he took a couple of permanent markers and offered one to Sarah.

"Would you like to help decorate?" he asked.

Sarah smiled and nodded her head yes.

"Let me show you how to draw the outline of a star." He then used his red marker to mark the outline of one of the stars he made.

"Okay, now you make a green one. And we'll take turns."

Sarah looked at the star he made and repeated the design in green. Between the two of them, they decorated all the stars.

Her father than took a black marker and drew the outline of letters in the middle.

"N-O-E-L. What's that say, daddy?" Sarah asked.

"It says 'Noël.' It's another word for Christmas," he told her.

"Oh." Sarah then watched her father mark three letters at the bottom.

"T-A-S. What's that for?"

"Well, 'T' is my initial. 'A' is your mother's. And, 'S' is for..." he replied before Sarah interrupted.

"'S' is for 'Sarah!'" she exclaimed and giggled.

"That's right, princess." Her father then kissed the white circle marking her right cheek. "Let's go take this to the front room," he added.

In the front room, Ahsoka already had the tree assembled. At the moment, she was checking the strings of light for burnt-out bulbs.

"Almost done?" her husband asked.

"Almost. Trying to find dark bulbs isn't easy, though," she replied.

"Believe it or not, it could be worse. It used to be the case that one burnt-out bulb caused the entire string to burn out."

"Such primitive technology," Ahsoka muttered in a low but audible voice.

"Once you finish checking the bulbs, Sarah and I are ready to decorate."

Ahsoka looked at her husband and daughter. "What's that?" she asked.

"It's a Christmas lantern of sorts. I used to make them when I was growing up."

"And I helped, too, mommy!" Sarah quickly added.

"Is that so? It looks shiny like a lightsaber."

"Hmm, maybe I can make one to look like a saber hilt next year," he mused.

Ahsoka shook her head before saying, "At least the lights are ready. Now we can decorate."

"Yay!" Sarah shouted.

"Almost done," Ahsoka whispered. She and her husband slowly and carefully spread the family's gifts under the tree. Now that it was past midnight, it was early Christmas morning.

"Shh. We don't want to wake Sarah," her husband replied. It's one thing to have a daughter with sharper hearing. But if she wakes up, she'll be able to sense what we're doing, he thought.

Ahsoka took a quick bite out of a Christmas cookie while her husband ate a small carrot.

As the pair placed the last gifts under the tree, they shared a quick kiss and carefully crept back upstairs to bed.

"At least going to the kid's Mass means we can sleep in," her husband whispered before the two fell fast asleep.

Later that morning, the pair groaned as Sarah's squeal of joy woke them up. Ahsoka checked the time and thought, Wow, 8:45. She let us sleep in for once.

As she walked downstairs, she forgot about the fake mistletoe above the bottom of the stairs until her husband kissed one of her angled cheek markings. She looked up and noticed the decoration.

"I should have known," she stated.

"Can I open 'em, daddy?" Sarah asked eagerly.

"Of course," he replied.

Sarah quickly tore the wrapping off a box and opened it up. She opened the box and found a blue dress.

"Your other one is too small now that you're growing so fast. Now you have one that fits," Ahsoka said.

Sarah smiled as she thought she looked pretty in anything blue. She then spotted a smaller gift hidden under the tree. Instead of reaching for it, however, she used the Force to pull the small, thin, package over to her."

"Oh, Sarah," Ahsoka said as she shook her head.

"It's okay, Ahsoka. Now that's started learning about the Force. It's natural she'd want to use it," her husband said.

"It's just that showing off was frowned upon where I come from."

"It's not that bad. Besides, she's only five years old. She still has much to learn."

Meanwhile, Sarah opened the present. It contained a round disk of some sort. Sarah looked at the packaging to see what was inside.

"The Wizard of Oz?" Sarah stated tentatively.

"It's the 80th anniversary video. I always enjoyed watching it as a kid. Maybe you will, too." her father told her.

"Will we watch it together?"

"Sure, princess."

Ahsoka opened up her presents next. Her gifts included two new leather belts and maroon leggings.

"I couldn't find any with cutouts. Besides, doesn't that defeat the purpose of using them to stay warm?" her husband asked.

Ahsoka sighed. It was bad enough he occasionally teased her about wearing boots. Why did he add her leggings to the list?

"I just find them more comfortable that way, that's all. Still, I'm glad you got me a new pair," she answered with a smile.

Her husband was too busy opening his gifts to respond.

"A new razor, I see."

"Now, you won't mistake it for your lightsaber. It's a completely different shape and size," Ahsoka explained with a playful grin.

"Yeah, that would have been awkward had I arrived at that mission and found I was armed only with a shaver. I don't think I'd escape the inevitable hairy situation I'd be in with Darth Stinger."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes. "That was a bad pun, honey," she told him.

Her husband was too busy opening his gift from Sarah. He was impressed to find a new watch.

"You said your old one was too scratched up and showing its age. I think this one has more features, too," Ahsoka said.

He began pushing buttons to set the correct date and time. "At least we all got useful gifts, like always. Thanks, Sarah," he said.

Ahsoka collected the discarded wrapping to throw in the garbage. "Let's go eat breakfast," she said.

Sarah ran up to Ahsoka and gave her a quick hug. "Merry Christmas, mommy," she said.

Chapter Commentary: This chapter takes place after chapter five from Both Worlds.

I decided to do something slightly different this time now that Sarah is five. Naturally, she wants to do more to help decorate. The craft is one I did myself when I was younger. I actually tried my hand at it this year for old time's sake. Although I wish I had used different and simpler designs, I'm still happy that I decided to do it. It also made me decide to include it in this chapter.

Also, it was traditional to leave a carrot for Santa's reindeer in addition to milk and cookies for his brief stop to drop off presents. I couldn't pass on including that here, as well.

Merry Christmas (2013), everybody.