Btw, this is my first published fanfiction. I hope you all like it! ;)

/abc/ = thoughts

Disclaimer: Disney and George Lucas own Star Wars. I don't. Thus, I don't make a cent off of this work. The only thing that is mine, is the plot and my original characters (OC). This goes for the rest of the chapters, too.

Vera glared at the ensign as she was handed the letter.

"Here are your job details."

" Well, it has to be better than my last job. " /Organizing Navy Rations./

"Well?"

Clearly the young ensign was more curious than Vera. However, he did take a full step back when she pulled out a six-inch knife from her sleeve to open the envelope. That knife was definitely not part of the Imperial protocol.

" Huh. I wonder what it is? " she chuckled. "At least, I'm not Darth Vader's secretary. I wonder how many he goes through in a year."

The ensign actually seemed to ponder that a moment. Vera slid the letter from the envelope and set the knife on a nearby desk

"Wow. It was requested by our gracious Emperor." she mumbled.

/This can't be good./

The ensign gasped. Apparently, he had read on to the rest of the document.

It said:

"You are here by Darth Vader's personal secretary by request of His Majesty, the Emperor. Please note the following from Navy Officer's Handbook of Regulations and Rules, Book 5, Chapter 56, page 5239, Section D : 'Killing your boss is not acceptable.' "

Vera's eye twitched.

"Well," summed up the ensign. " That was interesting. "

He hurried down the hall to get a new assignment.

/I suppose this is my fault. I did annoy Palpatine when he was Chancellor. But nothing major. Just painting his desk, messing with some computer files, cracking that weird vase in his office... /

Darth Vader stared at the crumpled letter in his hand. He crushed it again and threw it at the wall in frustration. His master had assigned Vera to be his secretary!? Was Sidious trying to get Vader cranked up? Vera and Vader did not get along. He paused to consider that Vera had known him as Anakin. Maybe she would be too fearful to question him! Wait. No. She was Vera.

The Emperor cackled in glee. He was having more fun than in ages. That obnoxious Wolff and a steaming Vader would be trying to kill each other. And! (Here's the best part) They can't!

The doors slid open in the throne room, and his wife Empress Pristine walked in. The Emperor was reminded how old they were getting when he saw her shoulder length gray hair.

"Plotting again, dear?" she asked as she sat down on the smaller throne to his right.

"Yes, yes."

" The Doctor seemed worried about you working yourself up about these plans. Your heart isn't in prime condition."

"Who cares what the doctor says!"

" He strongly advised against using Sith lightning in a frivolous way. And I care. You do know Vera is going to get you back for this, right? "

"What damage could she possibly do?"

" You have no idea. "

Padme, as the second-in-command's wife, sat on the chair reading the letter her husband had handed her. She was also currently shaking from laughter as she considered her husband's plight. Vader's exasperated look was even more hilarious.

"Ani, this is hilarious!"

"Awful."

"At least cheer up! She will probably remodel that ugly office anyway."

" If you think it's ugly now, wait till you see it, when she is done. "

Padme snorted. "I'm willing to bet on it being better."

" Besides, she will be a bad influence on Luke and Leia. "

"Right. Because you are better."

" Hey! "

"Really, you did ask for it. After all, what happened to the last few secretaries? I saw at least 8 different people working there over the past month."

" It's classified. "

"Uh, huh."

" Luke and Leia might pick up on her grumpy mood and her pranks. "

"She pranks those who deserve it, and she is great with kids."

" Wait, you think I deserved those pranks? "

Padme burst out laughing.