The Force Awakens: One shots

The Improv Show

This one shot was inspired by a very random conversation in the comments section with BabyKangaroo_fanfica, Reylo_Forever, and I. So with that in mind I would like to dedicate this first story to them, and thank them for being their cute selves and being the best internet friends! I love you!
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**Hux POV**

At this exact moment in time, I can say that I've never hated Kylo Ren more in my life than now.

This whole thing was his bloody idea. I can't believe I let myself get roped into this.

If it makes Supreme Leader happy, it makes me happy. I kept on repeating to myself.

Ren was Supreme Leader's favorite, and everyone knew it. So if Ren wanted to put on an improv show for the stormtroopers than so be it.

Kylo Ren wanted the show to involve Captain Phasma, the crew, him, and a begrudging me. We all unwillingly complied.

I had not idea what the actual point of this absurd improv show was, but I know for a fact that the stormtroopers we're not looking forward to watching it.

As I sat on the stage that Ren had constructed last minute in the cafeteria, the devil himself came waltzing in.

"Where is your flower crown Hux?" breathed Ren through his mask. He was adjusting his own flower crown that had skewed sideways when he flounced into the room. As part of the show, Ren wanted both of them to wear matching red flower crowns, saying that "it expressed their inner improvisation, and would help their confidence on stage."

Yeah, nope. I refuse to wear that farkin' piece of crap on my head; let alone match Ren.

"I lost it," I muttered disdainfully.

Ren gave me a look of disappointment, and put his nose in the air.

"Fine, I guess I will be the only true actor on stage."

I had almost had it with him. Kylo Ren was always a dramatic pansy. His tantrums were the worst, and guess who got to deal with both the mess and him afterwards, me.

Ren went to go oversee the last few minute details. Stormtroopers began to file into the room and take their seats. The sea of white looked so unenthusiastic.

"Pssst. Hux. Pssst. You need to come back stage and get ready with us," Kylo Ren whispered from behind the curtain.

Slowly I dragged myself to my feet, and headed back stage.
Once back there, I realized of would be a miracle if both Ren and I survived this show unscathed by one another.

Before I knew it a hush had fallen over the crowd, and the curtains opened to reveal us.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen of the Star Killer Base," Ren began dramatically with a wave of his arm. "Tonight we aim to entertain you, and make you laugh. To make your sides split until you bleed out and die!"

I wanted so desperately just to burn him alive, and scream my guts out. I kept my cool though, and tried to look composed.

"Alright I need a place, an object, and a person," said Ren.

"Tatooine," called one of the stormtroopers.

"No, much too boring. How about the Death Star!"

Of course he would choose what he wanted; Kylo Ren always got his way no matter what.

"Now a person," Ren said.

"Obi Wan Kenobi," shouted another voice.

"That would be a perfect role for our...uhhh... wisened General Hux. As for me, I shall be the infamous, great, and powerful Darth Vader!"

A faint woo rose from the crowd. I clenched my fists
and gritted my teeth. Who does this scum think he is? I had to keep calm, or else everything would go to bantha fodder.

"Now we need an object," Ren said. He didn't even wait for a response from the audience before declaring they would be using a light saber.

"The point of this game is to act out to the other why he hates him so much using only the object. Are you ready Hux, crew?"

A dull 'ready' came from the crew. I just rolled my eyes and ran a hand through my Red slicked hair. Kylo Ren closed his eyes and all of the sudden jumped into action; pretending he was yielding a lightsaber.

"You cannot defeat the power of the Dark Side old man!" Ren shouted at me while dramatically swinging his "lightsaber" at me.

Letting out a breath I called back dully, "Come for me oh Dark Sith. Nothing will stop the light..." I couldn't believe I just said that.

Ren jabbed forward and made his fist collide with my shoulder. Looking me he whispered, "You must fall down you farking ginger."

Slowly lowering myself to the ground I exclaimed so dryly I made Jakku look wet, "oh hate... you have wounded me."

"It is time for you to die you Rebel scum!" Ren cried, waving his arm in the air even more.

I couldn't take much more of this. I had to end it. Suddenly lurching forward I thrust my fist into Kylo Ren's chest, right above his heart.

"Feel my hatred as I stab you and kill you Sith scum," I hissed.

Ren looked at me for a moment in shock. Then his face clouded with dark anger.

"You are not supposed to kill me! I'm supposed to kill you!" Ren screamed!

Taking out his real lightsaber, he began to tear apart the stage around him.

Great. Another tantrum. It was going to be a long night...

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Hello my beautiful readers! Thank you for reading this first one shot! I know I portrayed Kylo as a little over dramatic and ornery, but that is just how I visualized his character in this story. Don't worry I still love him so much!

May the Force be with you, and the Dark Side give you cookies!

<3//:Lizzi