I`m almost out of songs… but, still, send in your favorite Christmas Carols. (No, they don`t have to be traditional). I`m not gonna beg…

I`m dreaming of a White Christmas;

With every Christmas card I write;

May your days be merry and bright,

And may all of your Christmases be white!

"Why won`t it snow?" Viao looked up from the old black and white holovid on the screen and at Ahsoka, who sat down with the popcorn.

"I don`t know…" Ahsoka chunked a kernel of popcorn at Viao. "Maybe I`m making it hot,"

"Are you kidding?" Viao snorted. "We all know it`s me that`s making it hot here."

"No, way!" Ahsoka`s voice rose slightly. Viao made an Olympic worthy dive over the couch to slap a hand over Ahsoka`s mouth.

"SHHHHHHHHHH!" Viao silently screeched. "Padme`s had a busy day, and she`s asleep currently. Do you want to see an angry senator in her nightgown and her hair sticking up causing her to look like an aggressive, violent, physotic wampa-llama looking thing?"

"No," Ahsoka squeaked.

"Good girl." Viao smiled and held up a rubber ball. "Shall we, my little friend?"

"Indeed, Viao." Ahsoka held up a water balloon that was full of green dye.

Together, they tiptoed into Padme`s room.

Yep, that was a merry and bright day. Of course they`ll get caught, and suffer major consequences. (As in sitting in the corner for ten minutes, or however long it takes to wash out bright green dye… please, tell me that.