"Look, she even blows out the candles like Padme used to." Jobal said to Sola.

They watched as the brown haired little girl blew out five candles on her cake, one at a time, from left to right.

"Yes, Mother. She seems to follow every step that Padme used to take." Sola sighed. Sola didn't think of the little girl as her sister, but as her beloved daughter, and was a little bit concerned that she was so similar to Padme. She was afraid that her daughter would have tragedy befall her if she followed in Padme's same footsteps. Every fiber of her being wanted to protect the little girl from the same fate as Padme, and she did everything she could think of to steer her in a different direction.

Jobal, on the other hand, was very pleased that the little girl not only looked like Padme, she acted like Padme as well. She knew that her daughter had come back to her. Ami Padme Naberrie was the top student at her school. She was articulate and intelligent beyond her years, and her loving and compassionate nature was clear to everyone around her. Jobal was very happy that her daughter could relive the childhood that she had lost. Of course, there were some differences too, since it was Sola who raised the child, and growing up with two older sisters sometimes took some of the attention away from her. She was more playful and had quite an active imagination. She was also very creative and artistic, and was a little bit more demure than Padme had been. Nonetheless, Jobal loved her just the same.

"Let's open presents, okay Padme?" Jobal asked the little girl.

"Okay, Grandma!" The little girl replied. She knew that her name was Ami, which was what everyone called her at school. However, at home, her parents, grandparents, and sisters called her by her middle name, Padme.

The first present she opened was a coloring book given to her by Sola. She clasped her hand in delight, eager to start coloring. "Thanks, Momma!" She told Sola. "It's just what I wanted!"

"Here, open Grandpa's present next," Jobal told her as she handed her a box.

Padme pulled out a little doll with blonde hair. He was wearing a tan robe. She hugged the little doll.

"I'm going to name him Luke!" she said. "Thanks, Grandpa!"

"Now open my present, Padme." Jobal told her.

She opened another box, and there was a little baby girl with brown hair in pigtails, wearing a white dress. She grabbed the doll, and hugged it along with her first doll.

"This is his sister! I'm going to name her Leia!" She squealed with happiness.

After all the presents were opened, Ami played with her two new favorite dolls, Luke and Leia. She was teaching them how to color.

Sola and Jobal were in the kitchen when Ruwee came up to them. He chuckled, and asked, "Wherever did she get those names from?"

"You mean her dolls?" Sola asked.

"Yes, her dolls." He said, still laughing. "It seems like Padme has a name for all her dolls and stuffed animals."

"She probably heard it at school somewhere." Sola told him. "As a matter of fact, I like those names."

"Speaking of school, what did you tell her when she asked you to join the Youth Legislative League that her school was promoting?" Jobal asked.

"Well Mother, I told her 'no,' of course. I don't want her following the same political path again. She really likes drawing and coloring. I'm going to enroll her in an art program for the summer. I think that would be fun for her."

Jobal and Ruwee nodded in agreement with Sola. They didn't want Padme to sacrifice her life and personal happiness by serving Naboo like she did before. This was one issue in which Sola, Jobal, and Ruwee saw eye to eye. They wanted her to have a happy childhood, grow up, find love, get married, and have a family.