As soon as she stepped off the elevator, Padme knew it was a bad day. The floor underneath her feet shook as a large explosion rocked the expansive apartment she owned with her husband, Anakin Skywalker.

One side of her lovely apartment was still presentable and pristine whereas the opposite side...was pocked with black markings and gaping holes.

Her brown eyes widened in both shock and outrage just as the twins tore through the room like double tornadoes. Thankfully, they looked to be unharmed yet the mischievous giggles erupting from their mouths sealed their guilt in their mother's eyes.

"Luke! Leia! You two come back here this instant!" Padme called after them.

But the twins ignored her, running off in the opposite direction and quickly bypassing their father in the doorway. Despite the gravity of the situation, Padme couldn't help but smile at her very disheveled husband. His dirty blond hair was teased and blackened at the tips, dark soot coating so much of his skin that she could barely see the man beneath. The familiar blue eyes she had come to love were tired and weary as he sunk down into one of the beige couches.

Yet as soon as his dirty clothes touched her very clean couch, Padme's ire returned in full force.

"I knew I shouldn't have given them that grenade kit for Christmas," Anakin groaned, briefly putting his head in his hands.

"Anakin?! You mean, you let them do this?!" she exploded, her blood boiling.

"They gave me the kaadu eyes," he whined to his wife, "You know that I'm vulnerable to kaadu eyes!"

She sighed in frustration as she attempted to calm down, sitting down beside him, "Anakin, you know very well you're a pushover when it comes to the twins. They always take advantage of you when you watch them,"

"Hey, that's not true! There was that one time where nothing bad happened at all,"

"Keyword here - one time,"

"Look, if it's about the mess - I can fix it. I'm a Jedi, after all. I'll just wave my hand around and the Force will do the rest," Anakin assured her with a smile.

She arched one eyebrow, "Somehow, I don't think that was advertised as such anywhere in your Jedi training,"

"Like I said, nothing is as bad as it seems, Padme. Always remember that," he continued, ignoring her jibe, "When I was living on Tatooine, everyone teased Jabba's daughter because she wanted to be a dancer and of course, Hutts can't dance. But she started taking these professional belly dance classes along with some Twi'leks and now, she's a pro herself."

A horrified look crossed Padme's face at the thought of a Hutt belly dancing and she desperately tried to shake away the image.

Running a hand over her face tiredly, she shook her head, "Sometimes I truly wonder how we ever fell in love. We're complete opposites. I'm cool and collected while you never take anything seriously,"

"Don't say that, Padme," her husband said softly, taking one of her hands in his and squeezing gently, "Opposites attract, right?"

"Example?" she asked irritably.

He thought for a second, "Yoda and Yaddle."

Padme raised an eyebrow at him.

"She's neat, organized and normal. And Yoda drinks out of the toilet bowl at the Jedi Temple. Go figure."

Padme couldn't help but laugh at his response as he leaned in to press a sweet kiss to her lips. She melted into the kiss, hungry for more when a thought popped into her head. Every time they argued, Anakin always seemed to find a way to end it by kissing her. It was effective, too, because she always dropped the subject right after. But not this time. No, this time, Padme had an idea - a perfectly, wonderful idea.

"I want to bet." Padme announced, changing the subject abruptly.

Yet Anakin thought nothing of it and nodded as he began to take the wallet that Luke and Leia had gifted him for Christmas out of his back pocket, "Fine. Bet what?"

"I bet...that you can't stop kissing me for two whole weeks." Padme said, grinning from ear-to-ear.

"What kind of bet is that?! I-I'm not addicted to kissing you. I can stop any time I want."

Suddenly, he leaned over and planted a quick kiss on her cheek.

She arched an eyebrow, "How about now?"

"Hey, I said any time I want."