First off, a huge apology for leaving all of you in the dark. I've had a pretty hectic week and this hasn't been my priority. However, this fic will be going on hiatus for the next month or so. This is because I have no more drabbles to post, and so I'm currently planning and writing a bunch now whilst re-watching the Clone Wars. I probably won't start posting until I've reached the end of season 3-but I am open for requests which I'll post as soon as they are finished. Again, apologies about the upcoming break but honestly I didn't believe I'd actually ever be writing more of this stuff so it's a welcome surprise. I hope to see y'all after my break and my PMs are always open. With that, I leave you with this very fun drabble where Anakin has to pass a family tradition down to Ahsoka. Enjoy!

"Master?"

"Yes Ahsoka?" Anakin turned to face her as they walked along the busy Coruscant street. It was packed full of people shopping at the various stalls crammed along the edge, selling anything and everything from exotic fruits to handcrafted ornaments. Anakin took a moment to soak in the atmosphere, the steady humming of voices that surrounded them filtering into his ears.

"Where exactly are we going?" Ahsoka queried, her eyes large as she took in the surroundings. Anakin had to remind himself that she'd probably never been to this area before, and so he let her savour everything.

"You see." They turned a corner, and there it was, in all its tattered glory. Dex's Diner.

"There?" Ahsoka's face twisted with disgust as she took in the dirt-streaked walls and broken sign.

"Yup. C'mon." Anakin slid open the partly broken door-and made a mental note to fix it next time he came-and walked straight up to the bar. "Hey, Hermione-Dex in?"

"Is that Skywalker I hear?" Dex boomed from the kitchen. Anakin grinned as the Besalisk plodded through to the dining area.

"Dex." Anakin greeted. He was pulled into a tight, smothering hug by grease-coated hands but he didn't care. It wasn't like he didn't have a spare cloak.

"What brings you here on this fine day-and who's the lovely lady?" Dex smiled at Ahsoka, whogave a tentative wave back.

"Oh, not much, just thought I'd introduce my padawan to the best diner in the galaxy. Ahsoka, this is Dex." Anakin introduced, stepping back slightly so the two could greet each other.

"Uh, nice to meet you?" Ahsoka held out her hand in greeting but Dex was having none of it.

"Padawan, you say? My, that does bring back memories of the first time Obi-Wan brought you in-although I daresay you were a lot younger." He swept Ahsoka into another crushing hug, and she glared at Anakin over Dex's shoulder. He released her and grinned at the pair. "Suppose you'll be wanting the usual then-I'll have it out in record time."

Anakin thanked him, and Dex manoeuvred back into the kitchen, leaving Anakin and Ahsoka to take a seat.

"Who was that?" Ahsoka questioned, still feeling slightly uncomfortable.

"It's just Dex. He owns this place. I should have warned you about the hugging thing beforehand but you kinda get used to it." Anakin pushed back a stray lock of hair and grinned at Ahsoka, who was surveying the diner warily. "It doesn't look like much, but Dex brews the best ardees this side of the galaxy, and the food's just as good."

Ahsoka huffed quietly, but relaxed into her seat and gave Anakin a cautious smile. Anakin didn't blame her for being wary-it did look a little run down.

Just then, FLO trundled out from the kitchen carrying a tray filled with food. She approached their table and slid to a halt.

"Two Dex's Doubles, Protato wedges, Tailring bacon and Sticky Sweetmallow Squares." FLO announced in her mechanical voice, placing the food down onto the table. "Enjoy."

"Ahhhh." Anakin opened his mouth and inhaled the oh-so-sweet scent of the food. His stomach growled, and he took that as a cue to start eating. He had already taken two large bites out of his burger when he realised Ahsoka was still staring at the food. "C'mon, eat p. You'll love it."

"It's so…greasy." Ahsoka murmured.

"And that makes it all the better." He swallowed the large hunk of food in his mouth and reached for some wedges. "C'mon, if Obi-Wan eats it then you can too."

Resolutely, Ahsoka picked up the burger and took a tentative bite. Her eyes lit up and she grinned. "It's so good!"

"Told ya." Anakin replied, already eyeing the Sweetmallow Squares. It took all his resolve not to eat them there and then.

They ate in pleasant silence for a few minutes before Ahsoka piped up again, "How did you find this place?"

"Obi-Wan brought me. I must have only been here a couple of weeks and Obi-Wan soon discovered that my cooking generally equals things burning."

"He's not wrong there." Ahsoka murmured. "But I can't imagine it-Master Kenobi eats this stuff?"

"Master Kenobi loves this stuff." Anakin replied through yet another mouthful of food. "It's a wonder we didn't eat it all the time if I'm honest-although I have lived off this stuff before."

"You have?" Ahsoka knew there was a story there, and Anakin was all too happy to tell it.

"Yes, well, since I can't cook, when Obi-Wan was away on missions I was forced to eat whatever schmuck they had in the canteen. But one time, I decided I'd had enough of that, and so every morning I'd sneak out of the temple and come here. Dex loaded me up with a takeaway bag and I ate my way though that for the day. I must have been doing it for nearly a week before Obi-Wan came back early and found me in our apartment surrounded by empty cartons. Oh you should have seen his face." Anakin broke into a laugh, reaching for some bacon. "He gave me a long lecture after that about eating too much junk food, and then he disappeared for a few hours while I tidied up the mess. Turns out he came here with the intention of telling Dex off for letting me have the food and ended up eating a load himself and bringing more back for dinner."

"Really?" Ahsoka laughed, imagining the whole scene.

"Yup. But don't get any ideas otherwise Obi-Wan will have my head. He says I shouldn't be encouraging you to eat junk food." Anakin pushed away his empty plate, having demolished his burger and most of the wedges and bacon. Ahsoka was still only halfway through hers, so Anakin decided to start on the Squares. The sweet taste of sugar filled his mouth and he sank back into his seat savouring the taste.

They chatted like that until Ahsoka finished her food. She picked up one of the Squares, inspecting it thoroughly before placing it inside her mouth. Anakin smirked at her and she looked worried for a moment, and went to ask him what was wrong, only to find she couldn't open her mouth.

"Hmrghh." She panicked. Anakin laughed.

"Don't worry Ahsoka-just keep chewing." She glared at him but did as he said and within a few moments she could open her mouth again.

"What was that?" She gasped.

"A lesson." Anakin replied. "Never eat a whole square at once." Ahsoka watched as he expertly broke one in half, eating one part himself and offering the other to her. She accepted it and chewed slowly. This time-although it was still sticky-it didn't stick her mouth together.

"Those things are dangerous." She muttered. Anakin only shrugged and carried on eating.

"I don't know. Obi-Wan found them very effective when he couldn't shut me up." They laughed again, and Anakin was grateful for this respite from the war. As soon as they got back to the Temple, they would be thrown straight back in again.

They finished up the rest of the squares quickly, and Anakin went up to the bar to pay the bill. Ahsoka followed in silence, still soaking up the atmosphere. As they turned to leave, Anakin called back to the waitress, Hermione, "Tell Dex I'll fix his door next time I'm here."

"Will do." She replied, waving. Ahsoka gave a small wave back as Anakin pushed her out the door. Together, they headed back towards the Temple, weaving easily between the crowds.

"You have to tell me more stories about you and Master Obi-Wan." Ahsoka said.

"Of course." Anakin replied, winking at her, "But only the good ones. And no, I'm not telling you how to sneak out of the Temple."

"Aw, but Master-"

"No."