"GOOD MORNING!" Uncle Grandpa exclaimed to Darth Vader as his RV crashed into the Death Star.
"...How did you even managed to get in here?" Darth Vader asked as he squinted his eyes, or tried to get the feeling of doing it.
"That doesn't manner. What matters is... our plan." Uncle Grandpa stated as he was now wearing a uniform similar to that of Darth Vader's suit. "And I know what you want... for the destruction of sand!"
"...how... could you even think of something like that?" Darth Vader remarked in disbelief.
"Because I exist in all sorts of dimensions and parallel degrees!" Uncle Grandpa exclaimed as he changed the background to that of Mustafar, glancing behind him as he gawked. "Whoops, I got the wrong planet. This is fire and lava, not sand."
"No, I quite prefer this place, thank you." Darth Vader stated as he began walking down the metallic hallway, away from Uncle Grandpa.
"Hey wait!" Uncle Grandpa exclaimed as he dashed after Darth Vader, only to be sliced by the Sith lord's red lightsaber, causing him to break into various pieces.
"Oh great, I hate it when this happens." Uncle Grandpa remarked as a second version of him picked up his severed head, both of the Uncle Grandpas sighing as the second one ran after Darth Vader.