DISCLAIMER: Don't tell Lucas or Filoni I wrote this, please.

A/N: my headcanon for Ahsoka's wordrobe change AKA Padme's Serious talk™ with her husband about female underwear.

BRAFITTING

„we need to talk about Ahsoka" Padme finally said.

Anakin was taken aback by his wife sudden request. His brows knitted.

„what did she do this time?" he asked, with a tired sigh of a defeated parent.

"it's not about what she did" Padme said calmly, pouring herself some caf "but rather what you didn't do"

"me?" Anakin laughed nervously, he tend to do that a lot every since he got his apprentice "what do you mean?"

"why Ahsoka is not wearing a bra?" Padme's voice was serious, like during senate meeting that has gone south "or rather why she's not wearing a proper, sports bra?"

"Padme, please" Anakin pleaded.

"I was so surprised that she wasn't wearing one!" Padme exclaimed "doesn't Order have those in stock"

"not really? Jedi robes are classified as traditional costumes we're not allowed to wear modern pieces of clothing along with it"

"what about custom made clothes? Like Alya's or that atrocious outfit Ahsoka wears?"

"she came in it" Anakin souded annoyed "believe me: both me and the guys tried to talk her out of it. I gave up. Coric, one of my medics, still tries to reason with her from time to time."

"OK, maybe it's not resonating with her?"

"it should - he points out how impractical it is by showing too much bare skin: rickoshets, blast fire, dirt, sand, rubble might be even lethal"

"sounds great, you?"

"I told her she dresses like a cheap slut"

"Anakin!" Padme almost shrieked, offended.

"Joking, joking! I agreed with Coric and added that first – she's too young to dress like master Secura; second – her wardrobe is not reminiscent of her Togruta heritage anyway."

The senator sighed.

"maybe you're right... maybe you should talk with her about age appropriate clothing? Don't you jedi have the lightsabre and- whatever talk? You must have had one with master Kenobi?"

Anakin turned red up to his ears, covered his uncomfortable whine with a sip of caf.

"That I should keep my hands on the covers, meditate a lot or at least take a cold shower?" he stuttered "you know all too well, that I've learn more about it with you... and getting back to the underwear issue - the first time I ever saw a bra was on our wedding night and I struggled with it."

"that is not a good excuse" she, a little bit to forcefully, stirred her caf "you're in charge of a young girl that is going to blossom to a fine youg woman soon."

"I didn't ask for an apprentice" Anakin stood up. Padme noticed, he was still salty about the Council decision. "let alone a female one"

"Anakin" Padme's voice softened. "you have to sort those things now or she's not going to be all right on the long run"

"what? Why?"

"Running, for example, without a proper underwear, might get very uncomfortable if not painful - and that's what I know from the experience – she not only run but jumps and does all sort of acreobatics. Not to mention, it might be part of developing a bad posture or lower her self-esteem as she might get self-concious about her looks."

"I don't think I'll survive going to a langerie store" he admitted after a while of silence.

"is your masculinity so frigile that you, Hero with no fear, are afraid something will loose it once you enter a female centered clothing store with your female charge, really?" The senator joked, Anakin made a vague gesture with his hands.

"You know all to well it's not true. I didn't object when you asked me to buy sanitary pads few weeks back!" Padme nodded, she remebered the... emergency at the senate. "believe me - that I tried to go to the store to arrange stuff. I just-"

"Arrange?"

"First I was trying to get info at HoloNet, but Rex almost caught me." Padme almost spit out her caf, it wasn't hard to imagine the awkward conversation that almost happen "then I was searching for shops, you know? Found pretty decent one and then I was weighting my options... I just wanted to ask about sizes and stuff, You know?"

Padme nodded, positively suprised to hear about her husband's failed attempts at adulting.

"but the girl at the counter looked at me... like I was a pervert, so- uh- I ru-eee... decided not to enter"

Padme burst out laughing.

"maybe she was concerned because you were standing there and just staring?" Padme wheezed, trying to calm down "Next time bring Ahsoka with you and just enter the shop. Tell them what she needs and the clerks take care of the rest."

Anakin looked at her dumbfounded. Jedi were taught to be self-reliable. Just letting someone to do things for them was a rather alien concept for them.

"most employers at those shops are brafitters - it's part of the customer service"

"oh..."