Disclaimer: not mine. Damnit.
The phone rang, and Vader did his best to ignore it. He hated phones. With a passion. Because while he could ignore his own breathing because it was a part of him, it was harder to ignore it when he heard it echoed in the mouthpiece of the phone. It was irritating beyond words. How Leia managed to put up with it was beyond him.
The phone continued to ring, and he was just about to call out for Leia to pick up when he remembered she was out. He grumbled darkly and hauled himself to his feet, and walked over to the phone and picked it up.
"Yes?"
"Hello, is this Mr. Skywalker?"
"Maybe."
"Um..what? Do I have the wrong number?"
"You picked the wrong person to call, if that's what you're asking."
Vader heard gasping noises from the other side of the line and was satisfied. "Now, scum, you're going to serve as an example for your co-workers. NEVER call this number again." With that, he heard a gurgling sound that signified the expiration of the person on the other end and Vader hung up.
He hoped that the people of whatever organization had called him passed around their knowledge. For he was not tolerant of repeats. But, he would leave a trail of bodies if needed. He liked his privacy, and also wanted to be secure that he was the most Evil thing in the galaxy. He didn't need telemarketers competing with him for that honor.