"Well, it's about time you stopped by! Where have you been?!" Padme stomped over to her husband and interrogated him.
"Padme, relax. I was just visiting the same old sites with the guys. I would have been home sooner, but you know what party animals the Jedi council members are. We had to stuff a sock in Master Yoda's mouth to keep him from having another drink." Anakin said casually.
Shmi took a second away from the stove to talk to her son, "Annie, sweetie, if you keep going out this long, you'll miss a lot of important things. Look, here! You haven't been around to welcome our newest tenant, Mara!" Anakin turned to face his daughter-in-law, who was still in complete awe.
"Well, welcome to the land of the dead, Mara. I'm Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader, but I'm finished with that part of my life." Anakin greeted Mara.
"Oh, she knows Anakin. We watched those Milky Way Galaxy movies yesterday. She knows about all of us." Padme explained to him.
"Oh, that's good. Um, Mara, I wasn't exactly in your part of the galaxy for the past week. So, if you don't mind, could you tell me how you exactly…got here?" Anakin asked, knowing it just might me a painful subject for her. Mara lowered her head, as Shmi and Padme rolled their eyes. Mara was taking a while to answer.
"Well, if you must know, your grandson killed her! Leia's oldest son, Jacen, apparently has a new nickname, Darth Caedus! Isn't it funny how the sith lord gene runs in the family?!" Padme exploded sensing how Mara was pained, even though she didn't like to show it.
"Well, sheesh! I was just asking! And another thing; I didn't TELL him to join the dark side. He'll figure it out in his own sweet time." Anakin responded.
"Well, maybe by that time, he'll fill up both the Skywalker AND Solo Retreats!" Padme shot back.
"Look, don't fight you two. You two both know fighting and arguing has never solved anything." Shmi intervened. Anakin and Padme cooled down. Then, a sixteen year old boy came through the front door.
"Hey Grandpa, what's with all the ruckus?" He said. Mara rushed over to hug the boy. She hadn't seen Anakin Solo in over a decade.
"Anakin! Oh, I've missed you so much!" Mara exclaimed.
"Aunt Mara, It's so good to see you, here. Well, not here. I mean seeing you in person knowing that you know you can see me, or, err you know what I mean." He stuttered.
"Awww well isn't that sweet. Well, let's have some breakfast then shall we?" Interrupted the older Anakin. Everyone sat down around the table for the breakfast Shmi made. Everyone talked about stuff each person missed out on, and so on and so on. Pretty soon, one name was brought up that made every member of the Skywalker (and Solo) family's blood boil. Emperor Palpatine, the center of all evil. This brought Mara to wonder something.
"Um, where exactly does Palpatine live, anyway? This is where ALL dead people come, good or bad, right?" She asked. Everyone looked at each other for a moment. Finally, Anakin (Skywalker) answered her question.
"Yeah, actually he lives in a big black house a few blocks from here. He doesn't have much of a family, so he pretty much lives by himself. He hardly ever comes out of there." He said.
"Hey, how about we give him a reason to come out of there?" Anakin (Solo) said sinisterly. Everyone looked confused; they didn't know where he was going with this.
"I'm saying we should have a little fun over there. You know, like a classic wrapping or egging." He filled them in.
"Ah, that's my grandson. Always working up a little fun to brighten the day." His grandfather ruffled his hair as he laughed.
"Well, I guess it could be fun. I'm in." Mara said chuckling. Padme just sat there with her arms crossed.
"Well, I think it's very immature." Padme said
"Aw, c'mon honey, does maturity matter when you're dead? Besides, you hate this guy too. We're not going to hurt him; we're just gonna have a little fun." Anakin encouraged her. Padme sat there thinking for a moment.
"Okay, I'm in too." She reluctantly gave in.
"What about you, Mom?" Older Anakin asked.
"Oh no, not me. I'm not into that kind of stuff. Go on without me." Shmi said.
That night the family (excluding Shmi) gathered all the toilet paper and eggs they could find. They all snuck out to Palpatine's house a few blocks away. The mood of the house was so dark, just looking at it made your bones shiver. They hid behind a large black bush in the front yard. They saw Palpatine sitting in his chair in the dark reading a book. How could he read in the dark?
"You first, Mrs. Skywalker?" Mara said majestically handing a roll of toilet paper to Padme.
"After you, Mrs. Skywalker." Padme said handing Mara back the toilet paper. Mara crept up to the house, and threw the paper up into the air over the house.
"Nice one." Padme commented as she threw another roll over the house. The whole family giggled as the tossed all the paper they could over the house and into the trees without Palpatine noticing. Then came the good part; the egging.
"YEAH! WHO'S GOT THE UNLIMITED POWER NOW?!" Anakin (guess) shouted as each member threw the eggs like thermal detonators.
Finally, Palpatine got out of his seat and looked out to the window to find a group of Skywalkers vandalizing his house.
"Stupid Skywalkers." He muttered to himself. As soon as the family saw his face in the window, they ran back to their house. They rushed through the front door laughing uncontrollably.
"I've never had that much fun in my life!" Padme said through her laughter.
"See? You just have to learn to let it all out." Her husband told her through his laughter.
After the wrapping, everyone was exhausted and decided to go to bed. Today was especially eventful for Mara. She got to meet her father in law, and she was reunited with her nephew. Plus, she got to show her old master a piece of her mind. She just hoped Palpatine didn't have any plan for them.