Author: Catlover51

Genre: Crack/Humor, Romance, AU

Summary: Darth Vader thought it was the last he'd see of his former master after Obi-Wan's body mysteriously vanished.

Obi-Wan is determined to prove him wrong.

As always.

Warnings: Mentions of Death, Explicit Language

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters that are in Star Wars.

"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings." – Anais Nin

Obi-Wan could feel every moment so vividly leading up to his ultimate sacrifice for Luke, a boy that was so like his father he once loved.

He could feel the suffocating anger and hate from Anakin's familiar force signature that was twisted by the dark side but still was so overwhelming, just like the duel on Mustafa that was relived in every nightmares he has.

As Obi-Wan felt himself slipping away, he knew he couldn't win in an endurance fight with Anakin.

He could feel the glowing red saber and the mechanical hand's strength forcing him to strain his arm to block it, Obi-Wan blankly stared at the life-support suit that contain his biggest attachment to the galaxy, A person he was sure Obi-Wan would break the Jedi code after, as long as Anakin would turn back to the light.

Obi-Wan now regret not telling Anakin just how much he loved him.

Obi-Wan chew his lip, a stressed habit he developed in his exile in Tatooine as a hermit. Vader took the chance to strike him when Obi-Wan let down his guard and for a moment he felt nothing.

Obi-Wan took a gasp of air as he stumbled onto land, he looked down to glaze at the sight of his blue hued hands, Obi-Wan blinked once, twice.

He purses his lips, 'What Now?'

Obi-Wan though back to Darth, and how he would go on to destroy planets that will not cooperate with oppressive Empire, not unless...

Obi-Wan lips quirked upwards in a smile, but this smile is no ordinary smile.

This is the smile that if shown to anyone who knew him would run away screaming like a youngling.

This is what was dubbed as the telling sign of 'The Master Of Trolling' smile.

Obi-Wan's eyes twinkled in twisted amusement, for he has decided.

What better way to distract Darth Vader then to annoy him from his Sithly duties?

Miles away from a certain maniacally laughing Force Ghost, Darth Vader felt unadulterated fear slamming against him as the force ringed in warning bells around him.

This fear was stronger than even when he was a Jedi named Anakin Skywalker.

Just for a moment, Darth Vader despite his very much still heated suit, shivered.

For he could have sworn he just saw his very much supposed to be six-foot under former master, was grinning in a extremely chilling manner.

Author's Note

Update probably will happen weekly.

I have discovered a shockingly small amounts of humor fics that contain Force Ghost Obi-Wan haunting a frustrated Darth Vader.

So I decided if you can't find them,write them. I hope you enjoyed the word vomit I just gave you.

Also shout out to Force-a-rama (https/forcearama./ ) from tumblr for giving me the awesome prompt? plot? to this not so great rumble of a story.