#vostress

Something along the lines of like, I don't need x I just want to be with you. Or spend my life with you? Ugh I can't remember. But that line BROKE me the first time I read it.

Your Christmas Ficlet Ask Game is one of my favorite December things! I'm so happy you're doing it again this year. 🎄

If you're still taking requests, would you consider a Vostress Christmas in the Anti-Vader Squad? Or just the two of them in a Gift of the Magi situation?

Awww thank you so much, friend! That's so sweet! AMAZING PROMPT I am so delighted! Hope you enjoy the shenanigans I came up with

“I love Life Day,” Vos said cheerfully. “Best time of year. You get snow if you’re on the right planet, lights, super specific music and desserts—”

“I feel like this is leading up to something,” Trilla said, eying him warily.

“Welllllll,” Vos said, drawing out the word, and Ventress hid a smile, “there is something about peace on Earth and goodwill toward men on Life Day…”

“Absolutely not.”

“Oh, come on, Trilla! It won’t kill you to be nice to him for one day!”

Trilla looked deeply skeptical about that fact. “And why aren’t you asking him about this, exactly?”

“Oh, I will,” Vos assured her. “I just thought I’d start with you because you like me more.”

“Debatable,” Trilla muttered as she stomped away.

“So you’ll think about it?” Vos called after her, and received only a growl in response. Shrugging, he turned to Ventress. “What about you? Goodwill to men?”

“To you, at least,” she told him, and he grinned.

CUTE IDEA

“I can’t believe we’ve never celebrated Life Day together before,” Vos mused.

“Well, we were separated for most of them,” Ventress pointed out, lifting an eyebrow slightly. “One way or another. And it’s never really been a priority for me.”

Shaking his head sadly, Vos said, “Heartbreaking. Well, that’s gonna have to change. I’m about to inflict so much Life Day cheer on you.”

Ventress eyed him warily. “Why am I suddenly extremely concerned?”

“Because you’re very smart. This is gonna be awesome! Music, holoshows, mistletoe—”

“Mistletoe?” Ventress gave him a skeptical look.

“Yeah! It’s this plant, there’s a special tradition—”

Holding up a hand, Ventress said, “Oh, I know the tradition. I may not have celebrated, but I’m not dead.”

Vos grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. “Then you shouldn’t be too opposed to giving it a try.”

“You are a troublemaker,” Ventress said, unable to hold back a slight smile, which he returned full force.

YES WE LOVE QUINTRESS

“Okay,” Vos said, surveying the list he’d made. “We have a roast for meat. We’ve got two kinds of potatoes—”

“Which seems excessive,” Ventress observed.

Shaking his head, Vos said, “The differences between scalloped potatoes and mashed potatoes are extensive. Having one would simply lessen the experience.”

“This is why I don’t let you and Lyco watch those cooking shows.”

Vos grinned. “And yet we manage to drive you crazy anyway.” Pressing a kiss against her cheek, he said, “But you still love us, right?”

The smile curving her mouth was obvious, even as she said, “Tolerate, perhaps.”

“Uh-huh. Okay, what else do we need? Vegetables, obviously. Oooh, dessert! What should we have—jogan cream cake or chocolate pie?”

“Why just one?” Ventress returned, and almost laughed at Vos’s dreamy smile.