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This was not going well at all. The kitchen-if you could call it that- was a mess. It was covered from head to toe, or rather ceiling to floor in flour, sugar, and other baking things. And Cara was going to be back any moment. Din was just trying to make Cara a Mothers Day gift. She had been a huge help with Grogu, and the Razor Crest felt more joyful when she was around.
But the Crest was a mess, he was a mess, the kid was a mess, and there was no gift for Cara. Grogu had been trying to help by using his powers, but he had lost control, causing the pancake mix to spill all over the place. At least the wildflowers that Grogu had picked for her were nice, even if they were a little smushed.
Din spoke too soon.
"No! Don't eat those!" Din cried as Grogu shoved one of the blossoms into his mouth.
The little one immediately dropped the bouquet in surprise, a hint of fear in his eyes.
Oh. Din had pretty much forgotten that he needed to be careful in the ways he reprimanded the kid. And yelling was definitely one that brought back memories from Grogu's dark past.
"I'm sorry for telling at you, ad'ika. But, we need to keep those nice. They're for Cara," he told Grogu.
Grogu looked at Din and cooed apologetically.
"I know that you didn't understand, but now you know that they're for Cara."
"Din, I'm back!" Cara called from the outside of the ship.
Kriff. He hoped that he could at least gotten the kitchen cleaned up before she came back. Cara hated it when the kitchen was messy. Din was not being a good husband and was not giving Cara a good mother's day.
"What did you boys do while I was gone?" she asked.
She walked into the hull of the ship and stared.
"Cara, I'm sorry...." he began.
"Did you both do this for... me?"
We were trying to make you a nice breakfast. At least nicer than the ration packets," he explained. "But, we made a big mess instead."
Din waited for a moment longer then said, "Please don't be mad. We just wanted to give you something nice for mothers day."
"Why would I be mad?"
"You hate the kitchen being messy," he responded.
"Well, I guess that's true. But, you boys were just trying to do something for nice." She told them. "And if there are any ingredients left, we can make the breakfast together."
Din sighed in relief, then pulled his wife into a hug. Her couldn't have asked for anyone better.
Din heard a coo at his feet. Both he and Cara looked down to see their tiny son holding up the bouquet of wild flowers to Cara.
"Did you get these for me?" Cara asked, crouching down to retrieve the flowers from Grogu.
She picked up Grogu and held him in one arm while she held the flowers in the other. Cara turned to Din again. "Thank you for this," she said, voice full of love.
"For the mess?" He joked.
Cara laughed a bit, a laugh made of pure gold, then said "No, but thank you for trying. And for just..."-She paused for a second- "thank you for all of this. I don't know where I'd be without you two.
Din places a tender, sweet kiss on her cheek, and said "Happy Mothers Day."