Oh great sandwiches! I'm typing up another chapter! This soon? Hoho! Vader is in my soul I say! Read now!

The Life and Times of Darth Vader

Episode 1: The Magnet Menace

"I'm singin' in the rain! SINGIN' IN THE RAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIN!" The splash of running water could be heard from Vader's private bathroom. Steam slowly escaped from beneath the door. Waffles, Darth Vader's trusted pooch, barked and howled along with its' master's deep baraton voice.

Abruptly the water stopped. Waffles wagged his little shaved tail excitedly. After much shuffling Vader emerged looking quit ominous with the billows of steam waffing around him. The whole scene was off set by the fluffy pink towel wrapped tightly around Vader's metal waist, the clear plastic shower cap pulled tight over his helmet and the tooth brush in his hand.

With a rasp and a wheeze, Vader looked down, "Good morning, Waffles! Who's daddy's baby! You are!" Waffles leapt up and down pawing at Vader's knees.

Whipping off his towel Vader grabbed some shoe polish and began brushing his helmet. A spotless, black helmet always stricks fear in the minions. He made sure to get those hard to reach places as well. Emperor Sidious was very strick about personal hygene. Waffles licked his butt without shame.

Grabbing his cape, Vader strapped it on with the ever present wheeze of his respirator still at it. He scooped up his best friend and slapped Waffles against the mouth of his helmet, making kissy noises as he did so.

"I'm off to enslave the galaxy now, baby! Be a good boy! I'll walk you later." And with that he stomped out of his room.

The halls were unusually quiet to Darth Vader this day. No Storm Trooper came rushing by and now cowering subodinates tried to avoid his expressionless stares. Quit unusual indeed.

Ziiip! Fwoof! Vader stopped his purposeful march and looked around. Silence. Shrugging it off he continued. Second later he heard it again. Ziip! Fwoof! Now he was sure something was up. He took a good long look around the hall. It was dead silent except for his breathing. He walked a little faster this time. The clicking of his heavy metal boots echoing down the hall.

Ziip! Fwoof! "Hee hee hee..."

Now he knew he heard it...and giggling? Spinning around Vader lifted a gloved hand, "Who is there! Come out now or face the wrath of a Sith Lord!" No reply...

Ziip! Fwoof! "Hee hee hee..." Vader turned around in time to see some Storm Troopers disappear around a corner.

"I'll get you pesky brats!" He shook his fist and angrly stormed off the the bridge. When he got there all the busy little humans stopped to stare at him, even the commanders"

"What? Is there something in my air ducts?" He was getting very annoyed now.

A brave leautinant stepped up, reached over to Lord Vader and peeled off a fridge magnet. He held it up for Vader to see.

"STORM TROOOPERS!"

Oh hahahaha! Yes, good, good. I love shitzus. So I gave my love, Vader, one. It's based off my friend's mom's dog. oo Pheebee. Blake's, mom's, dog Pheebee...Yes...