Just some cute Bighero6 fluff/smut -NOW- with star wars father Vader :)

Star wars (diff Story)(oneshots)

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„Hey, kid."

Luke didn't stop.

„Kid, wait," the man, Han he had said was his name, sounded out of breath from jogging after Luke in the heat of Tatooine's noon for a while now.

„Not interested," Luke snapped without turning.

"Come on, kid," Han managed to captured Luke's hand and pull him back. "Why won't you give it a shot. Untold riches await you, think of it. Credits, gold, jewels. You could afford something better than those rags you're wearing."

"Well, thanks a lot." Luke shook of the man's hand to continue on his way.

"Hey, no offense, but you could do with some new clothes. I'd buy them, you only have to pay me back if it works out."

Luke darted into a narrow alley. The buildings gave a bit more shade and made the heat a little more bearable. But they also made it easier for the man to corner Luke in the alcove entrance to a house. "I told you I'm-"

"-not interested, you said it. I don't buy it, kid." Han seemed entirely unimpressed by Luke's annoyance and refusal. "What you got to lose, eh? All you gotta do is to tell the emperor 'hey pops, it's me, your long lost son' and, bam, you'll be a prince, raking in the money. And if not, think of it as an adventure. You'd get off this dustball, get to see Imperial center. Skyscrapers high enough that you need an atmospheric suit if you'd step out on your balcony, I buy you something fancy to wear and drop you back here and you can go back to dusting crops for the rest of your life, kid."

"But I'm not his son"

"Of course you're not, kid. You're just some farmboy, doesn't matter. You just tell him a sappy story on how you are an orphan-"

"I am an orphan."

"That's the spirit, kid."

Luke groaned. "That's not what- besides they'll just do a blood test and then he'd know I'm not his son anyway."

"Oh, don't worry about that, I know this guy. He gave me this." Han Pulled out a small vial filled with a crimson liquid. "Good, eh? That guy has his hands on Vader's genome, don't ask me how, but all we have to do is swap your sample with this and it's happy father son time."

"How long have you been preparing this?"

"That would be about a standard year," Han replied as if he hadn't heard the accusation in Luke's voice. "ever since Vader had it announced that he'll pay whoever brings him his son gets five million credits. I've held auditions, kid. But you beat all of them hands down, honestly, you really look the part."

Luke shook his head. "This is so wrong. I can't just claim to be his son."

"Come on, Luke, he's the kriffing emperor, he can deal with it."

"So your just after the money?"

"No, I want to reunite a grieving father and his son- of course it's about the money, kid. Money's what's making this galaxy spin."

Luke rolled his eyes. "What makes you even think that I could pass for the son of Emperor Vader?"

"Have you ever seen holos of that bloke? Blonde hair, blue eyes, your nose, that chin, you're the spitting image of him." Han skimmed Luke's appearance again. "Well, from chin up at least, your not exactly tall are you and those rags aren't quite giving you the air of being the imperial prince but hey, maybe your mother was a midget and-"

„I'm not interested," Luke repeated a lot more firmly and pushed past Han who followed him down the alley, still unperturbed.

„Come on kid, it's not like you're the first ever to pop by the imperial palace. You basically have an invitation. On the core worlds there are even official agents tasked with finding that lost boy. For all you know he could be your father."