Coffee! More Coffee!

"Surrender, Separatist scum!" Padawan Ahsoka Tano yelled as she rushed into the room, her lightsaber drawn. She had sliced open the double doors even though they slid open entirely on their own.

"Ahsoka! Wait!" her master and mentor Anakin Skywalker called out.

"Hey, this isn't a Separatist frigate!" Ahsoka observed.

"Who the hell are you?" a woman behind a desk asked.

"Oh, sorry, Captain Janeway," Anakin apologized. "My Padawan got ahead of me. She needs to learn to listen to her master."

Ahsoka blushed with embarrassment. "Sorry. And about the door, too."

"My engineer can fix that."

"Thanks for not pressing any chargers against my young student."

"That's okay. She just needs a little seasoning, that's all," Janeway said. "I was like that at her age."

Ahsoka sniffed at the air. "What is that interesting smell?"

"You mean my coffee?"

"Is that what it is? I've never tried it before. May I?"

Anakin face palmed. "Snips, we don't have the time."

"It's okay. Here, let me replicate a cup for you," Janeway offered.

"Replicate?" Ahsoka asked. She stood in awe as a small shelf in the wall produced from thin air a cup with the intensely odorous drink. She took the insulated mug into her hand and felt the heat. A deep breath and she ingested that pungent odor she so deeply enjoyed. Then, with one sip, the entire experience crashed around her. "Oh, that's so bitter."

"Well, I know some like to flavor it with sugar," Janeway told her. The starship captain replicated a container of white sugar which Ahsoka added to her drink little by little until it was just the right sweetness for her young taste buds. "Mmmm... so good."

"Okay, fine. You've had your first cup of coffee," Anakin observed dryly. "Time to get back to our own universe."

"Can I get one to go?" the young one asked.

"Ahsoka!?" Skywalker reprimanded, embarrassment deeply evident in his voice.

"Please, Master?"

"No, we have our own responsibilities."

"Captain, can I buy one of those machines to make my own coffee every morning?"

"I'm sorry, I can't..."

"Ahsoka! Don't trouble the good starship captain."

"Just one more cup!"

"NO!"

"Another sip."

"NO!" Anakin grabbed her by the belt and dragged her from Captain Janeway's Ready Room. "We have to go."

"But I can't!"

"Yes! You! Can!"

"Stop!"

"Go!"

"More coffee!"

"Enough!"

"A cup. A sip. A whiff. AAAIIIEEEE!"

Anakin Skywalker forcibly dragged her out of the room until only her fingers were left clinging to the doorway, then they too vanished.

Captain Kathryn Janeway sighed. "What a strange little girl. At least she has good taste in drinks." Kathryn accidentally took one sip from Ahsoka's cup. She winced at just how sweet it was. "Oh! I stand corrected. She ruined a perfectly good cup of coffee."