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The Emperor's New Friend

(Chapter 1: Not so much as friends)

One day Emperor Palpatine felt really bored. He decided to call Vader into his throne room to play monopoly. This however, was a terrible idea, considering Vader kept winning, causing Palpatine to break down into tears.

"That's it, you can't play with me anymore!" cried Palpatine. "I'm gonna find myself a new best friend!" He whined, as he stammered out of the room, screaming like a 5 year old. Vader was sitting on the flour, Indian style, confused at what he just saw. Though his expression was virtually impossible to tell just by looking at his decrepit mask made out of the scraps of old mailboxes and kitty litter frames the Emperor had found... all those years ago.

That reminded Darth Vader of something. Him and Palpatine had been best friends since before he even went by the name Vader. And Now Palpatine was trashing their friendship over monopoly! Palpatine was either becoming bipolar, or insanely old. But most likely the second one.