Love In The Death Star
"LE-3781, give a status report!" The cold, calculating admiral looked at the stormtrooper with cruel eyes.
"Um, I'm just, uh, going, to the mess hall. Yeah! The mess hall!"
"Acceptable." The admiral said
"Whew! That was close!" LE-3781 thought to herself. If the admiral had found her with a rominaria flower, she would be the laughing stock of her squadron. Especially if they found out who it was for. LE-3781 continued walking down the long, winding, corridors of the Death Star. She ran into a fellow stormtrooper, and asked him which way the bridge was.
"Um, you don't want to go to the bridge. That's where You-Know-Who is. But if you really want to know, it's that way." He pointed down a corridor to the left.
"Thank you!" She said. She ran down the corridor. She came to the door to the bridge, and saw two red robed royal guards standing on either side of the door.
"May I go in?" She asked them.
" 'Fraid not, darlin'." The one on the right said to her. "In there is Lord Vader's chambers."
"Damn' it." LE-3781 said to herself. "Well, can you give this to Lord Vader for me?" She handed him the rominaria flower.
"Well sure! I'd be glad to!" The guard said.
"Thank you very much!" She said as she walked away, feeling proud.
A couple days later, Darth Vader emerged from his chambers to find a royal guard waiting for him. He was holding a flower. Wait, could that be? No, impossible. He hadn't authorized a trip to Naboo for anybody. And if he had, no flowers would have made it through customs.
"Lord Vader, a stormtrooper asked me to give this to you." The guard said. He handed him the flower. Yes. It was a rominaria flower. How did this stormtrooper get this? Vader's head was filled with questions.
A few weeks later, an admiral came to Vader in his chambers. He was holding a holo caster.
"Um, sir, there has been some from casualties from an assault on Lothal." He said. "FA-5460, LI-0921, BG-316, and LE-3781.
"Most unfortunate." Vader said