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I . do. Not. Own. Any. Of. George Lucas's property. So. Do. Not. Sue. Me. Please….
Author's note:
This is my first fanfic about star wars. And also my first fanfic in ENGLISH. Moreover I'm too lazy to use dictionary (blame to whoever who created dictionary. It's over than 200 pages! Who do you think you are? Tolkien, or something! puh-lezzee, make it simple will you!...sorry..) so if u have any problem with it. Just tell me directly at I need whatever will u give to me about this fic. Thank you, and please read and review!
Father's Confession
"Luke…, listen…" the great Darthvader took long breath before he tell the truth to the young man that stood before him.
"What is it? Just spit it up, already!" shouted Luke Skywalker-the-saviour-of-whole-galaxy, impatient.
"I…", Darthvader glanced nervously, before he continue his confession. "I am …. I'm your father…"
Silent…
Luke blinked his eyes, twice, and….
Silent, again….
Luke sighed before clamped his forehead with his unoccupied hand.
"umm, son. Do you hear me?" said Darthvader broke the silence between them, unsure what reaction will happen to his only dearly-son.
Luke snapped from his reverie and glared to his enemy-that-claimed-himself-as-his-father. "is it me, or did you just said that-…that…you ARE MY POPS!"
Darthvader sighed and closed his eyes dramatically, "Yes, I did said that, you. Are. My. Son. Indirectly" He spoke so slowly, just to make sure so the young man can heard it clearly. "and, don't call me 'pops' that's out of manner. Call me father. Would you?"
"The hell I would! Stop this comedy will you! This isn't even funny!" snapped Luke furiously.
Darthvader stood up and glance to his son. "Look, son. This is the truth, and that's that. You didn't even given me some credit for my confession!"
Distressed, Luke threw his hand to air. "for the love of galaxy and force, you are not my FATHER! And that's end of it!
Being a father that his–own-son-denied-him, Darthvader winced slighty. "son? You dare to deny me?"
With determined glare, Luke spoke his reason logically. "yeah! It's because you 'black' and I'm 'white'!"
Disbelieved what he just heard, Darthvader widened his eyes in shock. "What! Just because I always wear this black-costume, and yours is the opposite, you dare to denied your own father! What a silly excuse!"
"it's not the appreance, you idiot! I mean the sided of us! Damn old man! Just end this crap already, you make me sick!"
"how dare you call me like that! Even you are my son, I can't tolerate you! Draw your sword, son. I'll teach you some manner."
"what a disgust. I prefer yoda than you, being my father." Muttered Luke as he draw his sword.
Darth's eyes widened in shock, again. "What? You compared me to that little midget as your father? How could you! Son, I didn't know you are this dense! Where's your sense? Your mother sure would choose me than that midget!"
"don't bring my mother to this discussion!"
"but, that's the truth!"
"no, it is not!"
"too!"
"not!"
"too!"
"not!"
"..okay, it's not…"
"too!...e? wha-"
Darthvader smiled triumphately. "Ha! Got you!"
"You cheated!" whined Luke desperately.
"Hey, that's not my fault. You fall for that cheap trick so easily." Said Darth with cat-chesire grin.
"you. Are. Un-…"
"lemme guess. Unbelieveable?"
"no. I would say… 'unlogicable'…"
"…that's not even a word…"
"I don't care! Prepare, you-… you…undecent and such a lowly old man alone in dark!"
"…son, are you just make a poetry?..."
"SHUT UP!"
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And then, the star wars begin, again…
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Another savage day on whole galaxy…
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END?-
