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Costumes

"No." Ahsoka said, shaking her head at her master. "I am not wearing that – I'd look ridiculous."

Anakin smiled winningly. "Oh, come on, Snips! Obi-Wan's wearing that big Santa outfit with the white beard and everything – I think the least you can do is dress up as an elf." He said cheerfully. Ahsoka glared at him and crossing her arms, asked, "Then what are you wearing?"

Anakin's face fell at that. "You don't want to know," he muttered. He shoved the outfit – a tangle of bright and green felt – at Ahsoka. She caught it, lifting an eye-marking at Anakin. "Why?" she asked slowly. "Is it – somehow – worse than this?"

Scowling, the older man replied, "Just wear it."

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Ahsoka did eventually wear the stupid thing – and it was, without a doubt, absolutely horrible. For one, it was much too big; Ahsoka had to keep rolling up the sleeves because they would hide her hands, and she had to keep hiking up the lower part of the outfit because if she didn't, she would trip over the cloth.

The outfit clashed horribly with her skin, too – red and green were not good colors for her. And of course, the entire shebang was associated with a pair of curled, jingle-belled shoes. (Ahsoka would never live this down. Ever.)

But what she saw next made her heart grow considerably lighter because her master – her poor, dear master – was wearing something worse.

"You're kidding," Ahsoka laughed, covering her mouth with a hand. "Oh, my Force, this has got to be the best thing that's happened in a while."

Anakin halfheartedly lifted the too-bright green cloak decorated with multicolored sequins, topped with a yellow-starred, pointy hat. "It was Obi-Wan's idea," he mumbled. He pointed a finger at Ahsoka and said, "So you have no right to complain."

Ahsoka only giggled. "Oh, the younglings are going to love this."

A/N - 'Cause I mean, I feel bad for the people who have to wear dorky costumes for kids. It's sweet of them, but I wonder how they feel when they actually have to wear them...

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