Broberg paced around the room triumphantly while he listened to some physics music before class. "I think the team is assembled, Darth! Wheee!" Broberg exclaimed while swinging his arms back and forth. He had just made his final call for his future team of fellow physicists and superhumans. They were going to take over the world someday, and this was the first step. Darth Vader stood in the corner looking frightened. He began having flashbacks to the first time he stood in this very room with Broberg before his first plan to take over the world. Or destroy it. I don't know, it was one of those two. Anyway, Darth remembered how cruel his master had been to him back then, so he was careful not to say anything to upset him this time. He silently watched Broberg dance and twirl to the physics tunes gleefully while an uneasy feeling settled in the pit of his stomach. He couldn't believe he was being forced to work for this man again. He definitely didn't agree with what Broberg was trying to do. Was there any way Darth could stop him this time?
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Phriends Against Physics
RandomA silly little spin-off of my wildly popular first novel, Friends Physics and Fallon. Enjoy:)
