A long time ago in a village far, far away, there lived a lone warrior whose kung fu stuff were the stuff of legends. He traveled the land in search of worthy foes.

One day, on his travels, this lone warrior came along a village where there was a little cafe with many shady folks inside. He sat at a table to munch on a pastry, when he was approached by a buff looking guy.

"I see you like to chew. Maybe you should chew on my fist!" said the man.

The warrior said nothing, being one with good manners to not speak with his mouth full. Then he swallowed and said, "If it is a fight you want..."

POW!

An all-out brawl ensued. Enemies went flying on and through the walls, for this warrior's skills were too great! Some enemies, he didn't even touch, yet they felt the pain of his strength. Enemies were blinded by his astounding skills and strength, whereas the good people of the village were so grateful to him for his bravery and protection.

It mattered not how many foes he face. They were no match for his skills and strength.

Even the most heroic heroes in all the Galaxy, the Furious Five, bowed in respect to this great master.

He wasn't just strong of fist or kicks, but strong of heart as well. Sometimes, he needed not even use kung fu to help others. Only a small act of kindness straight from his heart, and he warmed many of those. Sadly, following his own heart in regards to true love, was a forbidden ritual of the Jedi, as their marriages were all arranged, most often to other Jedi, or basically those high in power who the highest members believed would produce an exceptional new generation of Jedi.

But one day, all that changed when during one of his travels, this lone warrior came across one thing he never thought he would dare to face. Being struck by an arrow of love.

Her eyes were blue like the sky, a smile so lovely it could light up a black hole, and a laugh that could make even the grumpiest grouch crack a smile. The lone warrior had been told love at first sight was a mythical danger doomed to lure victims to an untimely death. But, he believed that to be wrong when it came to this woman. Even a warrior as brave as him could not help feeling fear as he approached her for the first time.

But it was a risk well spent, as he felt a lively explosion when their lips touched. However, the great masters of the Jade Temple were furious when they learned of this treachery, for their rules stated that their kind was never to wed another who was not chosen and approved by the Council. And because the girl was of a poor family, they determined that she would not be able to bear strong warriors with this lone man. And they gave him an ultimatum.

"You will either marry a bride of our choosing, or you leave this Temple and never come back."

Some would believe this to be a hard decision, but the lone warrior, it was not. He instead got down on one knee in front of the Council and proposed to his lady right there to prove his love for her was just that strong. It takes a great warrior to risk one's life for the lives of many, but an even greater warrior to leave behind all they'd ever known.

And so, the lone warrior and his lady left the Jade Temple and got married at the first church that would have them. They needed not a ring or a fancy party to show their love, only their vows sealed with a kiss. And soon, the no longer lone warrior would eventually meet the greatest, scariest challenge of his entire life:

Fatherhood.

Twenty years later...

In a bedroom somewhere, were two beds, one with black sheets, the other with orange, each of them with a big lump in them, sleeping... until their alarm clock went off.

"Five more minutes," the black blanket groaned, trying to hit the snooze.

"Anakin, Carmine." a woman's voice called from downstairs. "It's time to come down for breakfast."

Anakin, the one under the black blanket, groaned and answered, "Coming, Mom."

Anakin reluctantly pulled himself out of bed and stretched himself out, shaking out all the sleepiness and psyching himself up with a little karate. In case you hadn't guessed, Anakin loved karate, and pretty much any other martial art. He loved anything that showed off his natural athleticism, strength, and speed. And to mess with his brother too.

"Come on, Carmine." Anakin smirked, getting a feather that fell out from his pillow. "Time to get up!"

And he started tickling his brother's foot with the feather, making the poor boy laugh hysterically and squirm around like crazy as his brother sat on him so he couldn't escape.

"Anakin! STOP IT!" Carmine guffawed. "You know I'm very ticklish there!"

But instead, Anakin got up and continued to tickle his brother until he fell out of bed.

"Ow!"

"You okay?"

"Boys, what was that?" called an older man's voice.

"Nothing, Dad." Anakin said.

"Grr. You know I hate when you do that, Anakin." Carmine said, getting up and putting on his glasses.

"Race you to breakfast!"

And Anakin rushed downstairs, Carmine following behind.

The twins raced down the stairs, Anakin sliding down the railing with a loud "Woohoo!", while Carmine just walked down the stairs and held on to the railing his brother saw as a ride.

"Carmine, come on! Live a little!" Anakin whined with a smile.

"I will live as long as I'm careful." Carmine said.

"You can't spend your whole life being careful, bro."

"You also can't spend your whole life being reckless."

"Pfft! I'm not reckless, I'm just ready to get out there."

Carmine rolled his eyes and walked into the backyard, where in a special house sat a little brown bunny rabbit.

"Morning, Fluffy." Carmine smiled, opening the cage and placing some vegetables into the rabbit's bowl.

But Carmine's quiet feeding of his rabbit was interrupted by some excited barking of a gray and blue sheep dog who ran up started to lick Carmine.

"Artoo! Pleh!" Carmine spat. "Anakin! Your dog's attacking me!"

Anakin laughed and said, "Artoo, come here, boy!"

The dog ran over to his master and started licking him instead, this time someone was enjoying it. Artoo was pretty much Anakin's best friend since the former was a puppy. Carmine liked Artoo as well, but he preferred a less excitable pet like Fluffy.

When the twins were little, their parents found out that Carmine had really bad anxiety. He would always hide underneath his hood in school, talk as little as possible in class, and he often hid under the table during gatherings at their or other people's houses. Carmine was super shy, but his bunny seemed to help him calm down some. Of course, it didn't seem fair to give one twin a pet and not the other. So, as you probably know, they let Anakin get a puppy.

Having a pet seemed to help both the twins in a lot of ways, namely in terms of emotional health, responsibility, and self-control.

Anakin scooped a cup of kibble and placed it in Artoo's bowl, the dog immediately rushing in and chowing down.

"Boys, come inside before breakfast gets cold." Shmi called from inside.

"Coming, Mom!" the twins answered in unison.

The twins both went inside, Anakin rushing to be first as usual, amid that Carmine fell to the floor in the process.

"Why do you always have to be first?" Carmine said.

"I'm the oldest. I go first." Anakin said.

"You're only older by three minutes."

Carmine rolled his eyes again and joined his brother and parents in the dining room, where Qui-Gon was serving up some eggs and pancakes while his wife finished setting up the table. The twins didn't hesitate to dig in.

"Ani, did you tickle Carmine out of bed again?"

"What makes you think that?" Anakin said.

"Your father and I could both hear Carmine screaming from down here."

"It's not my fault Carmine has sensitive feet."

Carmine's face turned red; Anakin wasn't necessarily a bully, but he did have a bit of a problem messing with him. The twins were pretty much opposites for as long as they could remember.

"Anakin, you need to stop messing with Carmine. It's not good for his anxiety." Qui-Gon said.

"Okay, okay." Anakin said. He playfully punched Carmine in the shoulder. "But I hope you're not too anxious about that big dance recital of yours, Little Brother."

"I wouldn't say big, really." Carmine blushed.

"Are you kidding? I thought you got the lead."

"You didn't tell us that, Sweetie." Shmi said.

"I didn't wanna make a big fuss." Carmine shrugged. "It's just a silly dance show for the kids, and family members too."

"We don't it is silly, Carmine." Qui-Gon said. "You are a very talented young man. You have a chance to find your true potential, and you should take it."

"I'm gonna get my black belt soon too." Anakin said. "Let's not forget that."

Qui-Gon chuckled and said, "Yes, Anakin. Both of you are very talented. Just don't forget, it takes more than one talented individual to serve a higher purpose. Even the most talented individuals need a team or even one helper to complete a bigger purpose."

The twins were a little confused though.

After breakfast, the family got ready to open up their restaurant and serve lots of hungry customers.

"You see, boys..." Qui-Gon said, getting out some ingredients to make some muffins. "Every talented individual is much like these ingredients."

Qui-Gon explained to the boys how assembling the right team was like measuring ingredients for these muffins. Flour to create a solid foundation, creamy milk to soften the hard parts, eggs and butter for strong stability, baking powder to lighten the load so the treat could be properly enjoyed, and sugar and different kinds of fruit and nuts to keep things interesting because a little sweetness could go a long way.

"Mmm. Lemon muffins. My favorite." Caroline said, licking his mouth."

"Leave the batter alone, Carmine." Qui-Gon shook a finger at Carmine; he loved lemon treats, ever since he was a little boy. "Go help your mother greet the customers and take orders. Anakin, I will need your assistance here."

"Yes, Dad." the twins said, and they went to take on their assigned roles.

Anakin got to helping his father bake the muffins and set up the kitchen and ingredients for the breakfast rush in their family restaurant. Qui-Gon and Shmi took great pride in their restaurant, which they'd started from close to nothing. After working as cooks and dishwashers at an inn for some time after their marriage, they took what money they earned and bought an old building they turned into a diner from scratch, as well as a home to raise their boys. Qui-Gon also vowed that he would ensure his sons would have the freedom they deserved. But when Anakin showed interest in becoming a Jedi master, he grew concerned. And with the twins having just turned eighteen, there was no stopping them from growing up now.

Anakin was really talented at martial arts, like his father before him, and his grandfather Caishen Jinn. Qui-Gon never told the twins about his past as a Jedi, but he did tell them that it was not as cool a path as it was made out to be. But, Anakin still desired to be a great fighter, just like the members of the current Furious Five, of whom he had a poster of.

The Furious Five changed from generation to generation, each with skilled warriors, but this time, it was the first Furious Five to consist mainly of women. There was Bo-Katan Kryze, Ahsoka Tano, Padme Naberrie, Mariposa Morphina, and the only male member, Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Anakin didn't admit it, but he had a bit of a crush on Padme, said to be as fierce as she was beautiful.

As much as Anakin loved his family, he felt like he was meant for more than just cooking in his family's restaurant. He was blessed with natural physical abilities for a reason, and he intended to reach his full potential somehow. But for now, he had to focus on serving up the freshly brewed pot of coffee for tables 4, 9, and 12.

"I'll do something with my martial arts skills someday," said Anakin to his reflection in the coffee pot, then got to pouring.

"Anakin, where are we on the coffee?" Shmi called.

"Coming, Mom."