Sorry for taking so long, but I have been sick for 5 days straight and I had a heat stroke on Saturday. I know this chapter isn't great, but I feel so bad and it's hard to concentrate.
"Daddy I'm Sleepy," replied Luke rubbing his eyes. Vader wanted to teach his son a few lessons before meeting the Emperor. Well, not force lessons, but trying to get Luke not to call the Emperor Grandpa and try to stop him moving ever 5 seconds.
"Fine! I'll get a room prepared for you."
"But I want to sleep with you."
"No" Vader replied sternly trying to win the fight.
"Please daddy," Luke said starting to tear.
"I said no."
"Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes," he screamed stomping his feet like a two year old. Great, Vader thought, now his son was throwing a temper tantrum. Well, he better give in or the screaming was going to blow out what was left of his ears.
"All right," Luke stop screaming and smiled. He defiantly was going have to fined away to control his child. "Come with me."
Luke skipped happily to his daddy's room. He was so happy to find his daddy and soon he was going to meet his grandpa even though daddy said to call him master. Why would he want to call his grandpa master?
A door swooshed open.
"You can sleep here," pointing to the bed. Luke climbed on the bed and started jumping.
"Stop" Luke continued. "I said STOP," Vader yelled. Luke sat down and his eyes started to fill up with tears. "Luke please don't cry," he plead.
"You don't love me anymore," He said pointing at Vader.
Vader sighed. "I do to love you," he said sincerely.
"Then tell me a story," Luke smiled.
"Certainly," said Vader knowing he'd been tricked into this.
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