Author's Note: After the odd success of our other two attempts at humor, we decided to add another chapter….so enjoy! Oh and we're setting up a SW fic site….so if you wanna help or want info email us at the email in our profile. Ja ne! Oh and we don't own any of the candy products mentioned in this chapter…we're just borrowing them along with Star Wars.

Kisses and Butterfingers

Emperor Palpatine and Darth Vader surveyed all that they had accomplished in a few years time. They had taken control of the galaxy, destroyed their enemies, and even turned the last two remaining Jedi to the dark side – all because of their love for sweets.

"There is still one that needs to be brought to the Dark side, Lord Vader." Palpatine said as he and Vader watched Yoda and Obi-Wan stuff their faces with skittles and M&Ms.

"Yes my master." Vader replied. He knew exactly whom Palpatine was talking about. Vader's son was now almost four years old. And he was very susceptible to the dark side.

"Go then. Kenobi said he is on Tatooine. Go and bring him back here. Use any means necessary Lord Vader."

"Yes my master," Vader said turning and leaving.

All the way to Tatooine, Vader thought and thought of what he could use to lure his son away from the Lars homestead and convince him that he was his father and to return to Coruscant with him.

Then out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a tiny silver package. Vader reached over and picked it up. It was a melted Hershey chocolate kiss. Obi-Wan must had left it there the last time they went on a mission for the Empire. Vader made a mental note to have a little chitchat with his former Master when he got back.

That was when it dawned on him. He would use the chocolate kisses to lure Luke away!

Four year old Luke Skywalker frantically ran to keep up with Biggs Darklighter. But instead he tripped and fell to the ground. He lay there and began to cry.

Gently someone came and helped him up. Luke turned to tell whoever had helped him thank you, but instead he stood there wide-eyed. The infamous Darth Vader had helped him! Luke may have only been four, but he knew who Vader was.

"Th…thank you." Luke managed to stammer out as he gazed up at the dark mask of Vader. Strangely Luke found he wasn't afraid of the Dark Lord of the Sith.

"Luke..." a deep mechanical voice said.

Wait! How did Vader know his name?

"Luke, come with me, my son. Let me be the father I should have been before now."

"You're my dad?" Luke asked shocked.

He watched in awe as the huge masked figure nodded yes. "Come with me Luke. I have cookies and Hershey kisses!"

"Oh Hershey kisses! I love those! But my aunt and uncle won't let me have many of them."

"I will give you as many as you want."

Luke thought about it for a second. This was so cool! His dad was Darth Vader! "I go with you!"

"Good, my son." Vader said picking up the boy and carrying him back to the ship. He handed the little boy some Hershey kisses to keep him occupied.

"Good, good, Lord Vader. Your son is indeed strong in the Force and will make a valuable asset to the Sith," Palpatine said as he sat before Vader and Luke.

"I agree my Master." Vader said.

"Now leave me please," Palpatine said.

Vader bowed as he turned and began to leave the room. He noticed that Luke wasn't by his side. As he turned around, he saw Luke fall top the ground as he was struck by Force lighting.

Palpatine was standing above his son. "That will teach you young one. You better not lay a finger on my Butterfinger!"