A/N: This little drabble is for Fettkat.

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Ben sat in his father's lap, yearning to touch the device that was grasped in Luke's hand. He stretched out his small, pudgy hands. "Eh." He grunted.

Luke lifted the datapad high. "No, Ben. This is for daddy."

The child frowned, lower lip trembling.

"Ben…don't cry. I just need to get work done all right." He would have done this without Ben sitting in his lap but the child wouldn't be denied.

"Wurrk." The boy repeated.

"That's right, Ben. This is daddy's work."

The little boy furrowed his brow and pursed his lips in thought. After a moment, he announced, "Help Daddy wurrk."Again he stretched his hands out. "Play!"

The datapad was similar to a learning toy he'd gotten Ben, much to Mara's protests.

"No, Ben, this isn't…" A protest died on his lips at the look on his child's face. "All right, you can help, Ben. Okay?"

Luke pushed away from the desk, carrying his son with one arm and holding the datapad in his opposite hand. Ben's learning pad lay on the caf table. He walked over and sat the toddler down. He moved himself into a cross-legged position.

He placed his datapad side by side with the learning pad.

"Now, help Daddy, Ben?"

"Help Daddy!" The toddler squealed.

Luke brought the boy back into his lap and began to demonstrate what to do with the learning pad. Luke set it on a simple exercise. As he scrolled through his own 'pad, little Ben was hitting random shapes on the screen while Luke observed in between his own task.

"That's good, Ben." He commended when a thousand balloons burst on the screen. "You did very good work, Son."

"Ben wurrk?"

"That's right."

"Dadd wurrk."

"Right…"

"Ben wurrk like Daddy."

Luke leaned over and kissed the top of Ben's head. "That's right."

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I believe that's an awwww moment lol