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Padmé adjusted the mouse hat on Luke who kept reaching to take it off his head. “Hold on, baby. Just one picture for mama.”
“Skyguy, you were right. Or, they were right. This is where dreams come true!” Ahsoka said, her eyes wide with amazement staring up at Cinderella’s castle. Maybe it was silly to be in college and still feel like such a child, but who ever really outgrows the love for and belief in Disney magic?
“Put them on, honey, it’s one picture. Don’t make me talk to you like I just did your son,” Padmé teased playfully.
Anakin handed his phone over to Obi-Wan, staring down at his own mouse ears and their matching t-shirts. He’d truly do anything for her. “Okay, okay!”
Scooping Leia up, who remained enthralled with everything around her, he wrapped an arm around Ahsoka’s shoulders and slid in behind his wife.
Ahsoka’s eyes were so full of joy, his wife was beaming at him, twins giggling in their arms. No matter how ridiculous he may have looked, or felt, one day he’d regret not taking this photo if they didn’t.
Obi-Wan grinned, “Now… Don’t you all look lovely? On three, say… ‘Skywalker’!”