The Grand Party of the

“A party?” Obi-Wan asked, hand moving to his beard in amusement.“Yes,” Padmé answered. “Senator Organa is arranging it.”“What kind of party?” Asked Riyo, her lips perking up in a very Pantoran smile.“A GAR and Senate reception,” Padmé explained. “Every commanding Jedi and Senator is invited, including a plus-one.” Or, a Star Wars: The Clone Wars slice of life fic that denies or exaggerates canon wherever I want it to or it is convenient for me. The batchers all bully Fox, Ahsoka is the filthiest living being in the galaxy, Caleb is an iPad kid, Cody’s pining is off the charts, Aayla is a mischievous little Jedi knight, and Anakin is just being Anakin.