"That looks nothing like you," Ahsoka said.

"Shut up."

"Rude."

"Not rude, just honest," Ahsoka said, slipping down from her perch on the tree. Some snow slipped off with her, and Anakin whacked her away to keep the snow from falling on his head. "Relax, I didn't get you."

"Think you can do better?" Anakin asked, stepping back for Ahsoka.

Ahsoka looked at the snowman. It was actually rather good, and Anakin had somehow managed to get the snowman's stick-arm to hold a long icicle in what Ahsoka guessed was an attempt to mimic a lightsaber. And he had grabbed some smaller stones near the iced-over pond that actually were a similar shade to his eyes, perhaps frighteningly slow. And the cocky little smile Anakin made his snowman wear was scarily accurate, though Ahsoka would never admit that to her master, whose ego was probably bigger than it had to be. She contemplated the snowman and turned to Anakin. "Probably," she said. "Your proportions are all off."

"How?"

"The head's too small," Ahsoka said, and she allows herself one second of watching the realization form on Anakin's face before skittering away.

"Okay," he said, snagging her by the parka arm. "You go make one, if you think you're so special."

"I've got a disadvantage," Ahsoka said. "You only get to roll around three of those things." She gestured at the snowman. "I've got these to work with." She pointed at her lekkus.

"Well," Anakin said smugly, "I'm sure you'll manage."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes, but she turned around and got to work anyways. Rolling snowballs were the easy part, she realized. She managed to get some particularly neat looking snowballs (that were devoid of soil, much to her satisfaction). She trudged over to the tree and snapped off a few thinner branches. Set them in, and then she looked around for things to make eyes with.

She slipped down to the pond, picked out some slightly larger pebbles. They were more grey than blue, but she was willing to work with them. Ahsoka walked back to her snowperson, stuck them resolutely on, and snapped off some smaller branches to mimic her own facial markings.

"See?" Ahsoka called over her shoulder. "I've got the bigger job here."

"Yeah, yeah," Anakin said nonchalantly. "Doesn't mean yours is better."

"I think it's plenty better," Ahsoka said. She lowered herself back down to the snow, started rolling some smaller snowballs to form her lekkus. This was the trickier part, and the snow kept crumbling whenever she tried to make a shape that wasn't a ball.

Eventually, she heard Anakin sigh.

"Here, you just gotta…" Anakin walked over to one of the other trees, snapped off an icicle. He handed it to Ahsoka and looked pointedly down at the snowman. "This'll probably work better."

Ahsoka looked at Anakin and raised her eyebrows.

"What?" Anakin asked, sticking his hands in his pockets. "I am the master."

"And that includes teaching me how to build the perfect snowperson?"

"Maybe," Anakin said.

Ahsoka snorted, but she stuck on the icicles. They were a little pointier than her actual lekkus, of course, but—

"I kinda like 'em," Ahsoka said, standing back with her arms crossed.

"Told you so," Anakin said.

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