Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: NOOooo... way I would miss making a gem like this.
Darth Vader was in Emperor Palpatine's room on the second Death Star, breathing through his mask as he walked up towards Palpatine. Palpatine spun around in his throne, folding his hands together as he usually would. He was too busy reliving his glory days of being the senate, wondering what it was like for it to be treason then, when Vader was just inches away, breathing deeply as usual you see.
"So, Vader, my favorite apprentice, have you found the rebels?" Palpatine asked, his eyes having bags underneath them as he was notoriously busy. "Those pesky rebels and their stupid alliance?"
Darth Vader nodded. "As you wished, my master. We also found Luke Skywalker, so we will learn everything he..." He then looked up, raising his arms in the air. "Knooooows...!"
Palpatine sighed in annoyance as he placed his right hand on his face. "Really? Did you have to do that?"
Darth Vader glanced back down as he shrugged. "I can't help it."
"You do this every freaking time!" Palpatine snapped as he clenched his fists angrily.
Darth Vader lowered his arms. "...It's a condition I have had ever since I learned... the truth about Padme." He breathed heavily again.
Palpatine stood up, approaching Darth Vader and pointing at him. "Lord Vader, you need to forget about the past and just focus on keeping the Galaxy under the Empire. And do so without resorting to pronouncing your 'ohs', why don't you?"
"...Can I keep do it in my private time?" Darth Vader asked as he touched his fingertips together.
Palpatine glared at him. "No."
"D'ooooooh...!" Darth Vader exclaimed in displeasure as Palpatine sighed again, shaking his head at Darth Vader. He would zap him with lightning, but then he remembered the last time he attempted that... it didn't end well, let's just say.