Voldemort, who was preparing for his meeting with Vader, could hear Darth Vader's breath down the hall. Well, Darth Vader was ready the moment the meeting was requested. Voldemort needed to organize the two Death Eaters he brought, Severus Snape, and Avery.
"Severus, you must understand that you need to stay by my side the entire time. You understand?" Voldemort said.
"Sir, I'll kill a Storm Trooper or two if I have too. You won't stop telling me this." Severus said.
"Good…that's good Severus." Voldemort began listening intently.
"Sir…what are you doing?" Avery asked, confused.
"Shut up! I can here Darth Vader breathing. This shall help me navigate him." Voldemort snapped. Voldemort walked down the corridor they were currently in, Severus hot on his heels. Two Storm Troopers passed as they walked, staring at the two who held out their wands.
"They must be the two who are to meet Lord Vader," the first one said.
"I doubt it. Would Vader see crazy men," the second Storm Trooper asked. The two nodded in agreement. Voldemort and Severus reached two guards, where Vader's breath was louder than ever. Severus began to laugh.
"What is your problem, Severus?" Voldemort asked.
"You're called Lord Voldemort and he's called Lord Vader. And you both are on the Dark Side of something!" Snape said, bursting into a second fit of laughter.
"Just shut up, will you?" Voldemort snapped. Severus stifled his giggles. Voldemort turned towards the two Storm Troopers guarding the door.
"We have come to a meeting with Darth Vader." Voldemort said. One of the Storm Troopers pulled down a lever and the door opened, revealing what looked like a long conference table. Darth Vader turned his chair around, and it was then, Severus chose to burst into a fit of rather feminine sounding giggles.