Darth Maul was walking with Sidious, listening to his Master rant about the Jedi.

"Oh, those disgusting Jedi are so terrible!" Sidious said angrily. "Do you know what Mace Windu did today? I was in the bathroom, okay, just washing my hands like any NORMAL person does, and he came out of the stall behind me and left without washing! What a jerk! Jedi are so disgusting, I bet Yoda doesn't even…"

He turned to his apprentice. "Maul? Are you even listening to me?"

Maul was on his phone, scrolling through Twitter. "Yeah yeah, just give me one second to like this post from Plagueis real quick…"

Sidious sighed. "AGIAN with the Twitter?! We've been over this already! This is the third time this week I've had to talk to you about this!"

"Yeah, I know," Maul said, still tapping away on his phone. "I just...OH CRAP!"

"WHAT, WHAT?!" Sidious said, looking over his apprentice's shoulder at the screen. "What is it, my apprentice?"

Maul shoved the phone in Palpatine's face. There was a picture of a huge, bright green jalapeno on the screen. "Look at this fat jalapeno! I want it so bad!"

"Eh.." Palpatine studied the picture. "In what way? Sexually, or…"

Maul recoiled. "What would make you think something like that?! Unless…" he gasped. "YOU'RE FAT-PHOBIC, AREN'T YOU?!"

"WHAT?!"

"You think this jalapeno is fat, don't you?!" Maul snarled angrily. "Oh, just wait until Twitter hears all about this, you FATPHOBE! You are SO CANCELLED!"

Maul started angrily typing away on his phone: I JUST DISCOVERED THAT MY MASTER IS A FAT-PHOBIC JERK! #SithLordProblems.

A few minutes after he posted the tweet, his phone started blowing up with notifications.

Jedi_Mace2243: A Sith LORD?!

Yoda_GrandMaster8321: Impossible, this is. Destroyed, the Sith are. Trolling, you must be.

"Give me that!" Palpatine cried, snatching the phone out of Maul's hands. "I told you we can't let the Jedi know we still exist!"

He immediately deleted the tweet and threw the phone over the walkways edge.

"Hey, I wasn't done tweeting yet!" Maul complained in a whiny voice. "You owe me a new phone!"

"Whatever, you'll get another one when you can prove to me that you've moved past this rebellious phase of yours. I'm sick of your constant accusations!" Palpatine said angrily.

Maul scoffed and immediately pulled out another phone. He started typing again.

"Wait, how did you get another one?!" Palpatine demanded as he reached for it. "I only bought you the one I just threw away!"

"Don't hold your breath old man, I have like a whole drawer full of old phones that some droids left at our headquarters!" Maul said as he continued typing away on Twitter. "Oh, hey, Plagueis just tweeted about his lunch. Ew, that looks disgusting. What even IS that?!"

He squinted at the screen in confusion. "It looks like literal shi-"

Suddenly his phone beeped loudly, startling him. "Holy Sith, that scared the crap out of me!" He said while clutching one of his two hearts in exaggerated surprise. He composed himself and sighed. "Anyway, back to Twitter!"

Then his phone dinged. "What do you WANT, INSTAGRAM?!" Maul snarled at his phone. "I'M TRYING TO LOOK AT MY TWITTER, I DON'T CARE ABOUT STUPID TACOS RIGHT NOW!"

"I could go for some tacos," A Weequay technician said as he walked past them.

"SHUT UP, I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU!" Maul yelled as he turned to the technician. "YOU GET A FORCE CHOKE!"

He started Force Choking the Weequay while Palpatine watched the display with a smirk on his face.

"Yes, kill him, my apprentice!" Sidious goaded, "Crush his bones! He was too expensive anyway!"

Maul threw the technician over the edge of the walkway and smoothed his robes. "Well, that was fun. Very relaxing hobby, killing people."

His phone started beeping with notifications again, and he immediately went back to it.

"Dang, how many people are you following?" Palpatine asked in astonishment. "It's making so much noise right now!"

"I don't know, maybe two, three thousand?" Maul answered his Master, only half-listening. "It's not that big a deal. Hey, we should probably-"

His phone dinged again, and he scowled at it. "I TOLD YOU TO GET OUTTA MY FACE, INSTAGRAM! I'M NOT READY TO BROWSE YOU YET! GET YOUR DUMB PICTURES OF BABY RANCORS AND SHOVE THEM UP YOUR VIRTUAL ASS!"

"Wow, you really hate Instagram right now, don't you?" Palpatine said in an amused tone.

"Eh, it's a love-hate relationship, but right now it's pure HATE!" Maul said in reply.