"Darth Vader, what's the damage?" Emperor Palpatine asked through a hologram.
"Well... err..." Darth Vader stuttered as he lowered his head. "It's... a bit embarrassing to say."
"Oh come on, man, don't leave me hanging, tell me what it is!" Palpatine stated as he moved his hands around.
Darth Vader sighed as he showed off his red lightsaber, glancing up at Palpatine. "Well... it was quite an event, to say the least..."
Cue flashback to the original first Death Star...
Darth Vader and Princess Leia were up on the shooting range of the Death Star, with Grand Moth Tarkin present there as they were getting ready to test the destructive power of the Death Star.
"Governor Tarkin. I should have expected to find you holding Vader's leash. I recognized your foul stench when I was brought onboard." Leia stated, accidentally letting out a loud, deep pitched fart that echoed in the room. She blushed in embarrassment as she had no way to remark after her comment.
"...I don't think Tarkin is the one with the foul stench." A random Storm trooper remarked to another Stormtrooper, who nodded his head in agreement.
Tarkin just smirked at Leia, shaking his head as he was enjoying the sight of the embarrassed princess, folding his arms together. "Charming to the last."
"...So, should I... go and turn on the air conditioning?" Darth Vader remarked as he looked up at Tarkin.
"...No. I have a better tactic, Lord Vader." Tarkin stated as he turned to his assistant. "You may fire when ready."
"What!?" Leia exclaimed as another brassy fart burped out of her butt, with the Death Star destroying Alderaan.
