How Star Wars SHOULD Have Ended, a Star Wars fanfic

"Luke! I am your father!"

Luke looked up, startled. Then he did something unexpected. He… smiled, ran to Darth Vader and hugged him.

"Daddy!"

Darth Vader looked down at the annoying little pest clutching him around his middle.

"I am going to… GET OFF ME!" For Luke had begun to squeeze Vader even harder.

"Oh Daddy! I've missed you so much!"

"You've never even met me!"

Luke gave Vader a crooked grin. "That's all you know! Now come on! I have so much stuff for you to see!"

Darth Vader gulped under his helmet. "I don't need the Force to tell me that this is not going to end well."

Luke just smiled and dragged Vader away through the hallways of Cloud City.

"I've had it! Get away from me, you crazy 19 year old!"

"But Daddy! You haven't met Leia yet!"

"I don't care! I thought Ahsoka was bad when she was a Padawan, but you…you take the cake!"

"What cake? Is it cheesecake? I love cheesecake!"

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!"

Darth Vader ran away from his son, exasperated beyond believe. He ran into the Emperor, who was listening to some peaceful jazz.

"Was I ever this annoying?"

The Emperor gave Vader a knowing wink. "Maybe, maybe…"