Seriously?
Jedi Master Luke Skywalker was staring at Grand Admiral Thrawn, who was in charge of what remained of the Empire. In all it was a bit juvenile. And pathetic. Finally Luke spoke up.
"You do know you're an idiot, right?" He said.
"….what?" Thrawn said, looking completely baffled.
"Seriously? Do I have to whip out the biological/legal nonsense on you?"
"Enlighten me."
"Very well. Palpatine was in charge of the Empire, Darth Vader was his heir. Palpatine died, Darth Vader briefly took control, then he died as well, so any relatives of his would be the heir, and Anakin Skywalker A.K.A Darth Vader is my father, so I've been in charge since the moment the second Death Star exploded. Get off my throne."
Thrawn stared.
"Seriously?
" 'Fraid so."
"Damn."
"Yeah. The first thing I'll do is fire all the crew and anybody who works for the Empire. Which includes you." Luke said with an insane smile.
"But…"
"Then I'll hit this big red button labeled 'Destroy Fleet'. Then I think I'll run. You may want to as well."
Luke snatched up an intercom.
"Hi, this is your new boss. You're all fired. You have five minutes to pack up and go. If you're still here, you'll explode. Have fun!"
Luke proceeded to hit the button and run for his ship. Thrawn remained in shock for five minutes. Then he got blown up.
Once Luke returned to the new Republic he gave control of the Empire to his sister Leia. Who actually knew what to do with it.
TEH END!