“Get down from that tree this instant before I make you!” The words are growled out in annoyance that is quickly tipping toward anger.
“Never!” A young female voice squeaks, as small hands grip tightly to the trunk of a large tree.
The tree hums under the little girl’s fingers as though reaching out to soothe, the tree’s leaves rustle and seem to reach toward the tall angry figure of the father to calm as well.
Ben Skywalker, once Ben Organa-Solo, once Kylo Ren; crooks a finger toward his daughter, using the Force to snatch her up and away from the high branches of the Force Tree. “I warned you.”
Padmé squeals in delight as she’s gently lowered into her father’s waiting arms, trying to squirm out of the tight grip he locks around her. “Papa!”
“Oh no, you were warned about climbing that tree without supervision, and now you will face the consequences.” Ben’s long fingers quickly find the right spots on her sides and soon she’s laughing shrilly, trying with renewed vigour to get away.
“Mercy papa! Mercy!” The tickling doesn’t stop and soon Padmé has tears of laughter sliding down her rosy little cheeks. “I’m sorry Papa! I won’t ever do it again!”
Ben stops his tickling, looking down at his daughter with an appraising look. “Promise?”
Padmé nods solemnly. “Pilot’s honour.”
“I don’t know if you should believe her Ben, pilots are notorious liars.” An amused voice says from the doorway.
“Notoriously bad liars,” Ben says with an amused snort, allowing Padmé to slide out of his arms and run toward the door of the house.
“Daddy!” Padmé shouts excitedly, holding her little arms up so that she can be lifted up to look at the small body bundled in her Daddy’s left arm. “Ani!”
Little baby Ani burbles happily at her, waving little fists in greeting at his big sister. Padmé holds out the hand that isn’t around her Daddy’s shoulders for stability and lets Ani take hold of one of her fingers, sticking it in his mouth to suck on.
Ben walks over and wraps his arms around his husband, burying his face in the shorter man’s curls. “Poe Skywalker, your daughter is a menace just like you.”
“Well if we’re going to play it that way,” Poe says grinning and tilting his head up for a kiss. “Then you son is just like you; needy and demanding all my attention.”
Chuckling Ben doesn’t deny his words as he complies and kisses the man he loves, ignoring Padmé’s shout of ‘ewwwww’ practically in his ear. For his part Poe only chuckles and kisses him back.
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Ben|Kylo/Poe is kind of my OTP so that's the pairing I went with (also because I don't write enough happy fics with them). Hope you enjoyed!
Mini Fill: I am your father! [1/1]
“Nooooooooooo!!!!!!”
“Get down from that tree this instant before I make you!” The words are growled out in annoyance that is quickly tipping toward anger.
“Never!” A young female voice squeaks, as small hands grip tightly to the trunk of a large tree.
The tree hums under the little girl’s fingers as though reaching out to soothe, the tree’s leaves rustle and seem to reach toward the tall angry figure of the father to calm as well.
Ben Skywalker, once Ben Organa-Solo, once Kylo Ren; crooks a finger toward his daughter, using the Force to snatch her up and away from the high branches of the Force Tree. “I warned you.”
Padmé squeals in delight as she’s gently lowered into her father’s waiting arms, trying to squirm out of the tight grip he locks around her. “Papa!”
“Oh no, you were warned about climbing that tree without supervision, and now you will face the consequences.” Ben’s long fingers quickly find the right spots on her sides and soon she’s laughing shrilly, trying with renewed vigour to get away.
“Mercy papa! Mercy!” The tickling doesn’t stop and soon Padmé has tears of laughter sliding down her rosy little cheeks. “I’m sorry Papa! I won’t ever do it again!”
Ben stops his tickling, looking down at his daughter with an appraising look. “Promise?”
Padmé nods solemnly. “Pilot’s honour.”
“I don’t know if you should believe her Ben, pilots are notorious liars.” An amused voice says from the doorway.
“Notoriously bad liars,” Ben says with an amused snort, allowing Padmé to slide out of his arms and run toward the door of the house.
“Daddy!” Padmé shouts excitedly, holding her little arms up so that she can be lifted up to look at the small body bundled in her Daddy’s left arm. “Ani!”
Little baby Ani burbles happily at her, waving little fists in greeting at his big sister. Padmé holds out the hand that isn’t around her Daddy’s shoulders for stability and lets Ani take hold of one of her fingers, sticking it in his mouth to suck on.
Ben walks over and wraps his arms around his husband, burying his face in the shorter man’s curls. “Poe Skywalker, your daughter is a menace just like you.”
“Well if we’re going to play it that way,” Poe says grinning and tilting his head up for a kiss. “Then you son is just like you; needy and demanding all my attention.”
Chuckling Ben doesn’t deny his words as he complies and kisses the man he loves, ignoring Padmé’s shout of ‘ewwwww’ practically in his ear. For his part Poe only chuckles and kisses him back.
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Ben|Kylo/Poe is kind of my OTP so that's the pairing I went with (also because I don't write enough happy fics with them). Hope you enjoyed!