The Tragedy of Darth Plaqueis

Dad would be administering punishment if he witnessed Luke and Leia hopping on his bed like Womp Rats. Their omniscient uncle observed such mischief with eyes that glittered like Adegan crystals as if to taunt Dad. They chuckled in regards to mutual mischief. Today, trouble was leaping toward the vaulted ceiling with their stuffed Bantha and Ewok who knew their darkest secrets that never ended like fairy tales. However, with billowing superhero cape, Dad strode in to dispense justice. His deep pitted growls were ineffective against enthusiastic giggles, even if he threatened to dispatch them to Kessel. Uncle laughed too, strolling in with lightsaber lollipops in his arthritic paws.

Luke gasped at their gigantic proportions, "Are--are those for us?"

Leia nudged him, but she salivated too, "Those match Daddy's lightsabers."

"You are observant," uncle smirked while patting her poised head. "But do you know what you must do to possess such sugary sweetness?"

"What, Uncle Palpy?" Luke shouted, calculating the minutes, hours, and days it would take to consume their crimson shafts. "What must we do?"

Again, Leia elbowed her twin, "Brush your teeth, laser brains, or you'll get cavities."

"Your sister is correct, Luke," uncle frowned. "But she needs to floss better."

"Leia's going to get gungunvitis!" Luke heckled.,

Leia hounded him with her plush Ewok, "So what? I'm not going to be visited by Darth Plaqueis like youtonight!"

As she assaulted Luke with her Ewok, frost ascended the bedroom from the form of uncle who sparkled with violet electricity.

"Who dared to speak of Darth Plagueis?" he seethed. "No one but me may speak that name and live!"

Dad rasped behind his mask, "You have never heard of Darth Plaqueis?"

"Plaqueis? You're already plotting to overthrow me?"

"No, Master," Dad murmured, though his deep voice echoed through the chamber. "I simply invented something to convince them about brushing their teeth. If they don't pursue it ruthlessly, Darth Plaqueis will use his Dark Side powers to make their teeth fall out."

"I see I have underestimated your cleverness again," uncle chuckled, endeared by the glazed spectacles of the children. "But I fear they have seen throw your charade. How will you atone for that?"

"Yeah," Luke emulated uncle. "How're you going to atone for that?"

"I know," Leia grinned. "He can tell us about Princess Vespa and the Seven Ewoks!"

Dad heaved, "No, not again."

Authoress Note: Story originally written in August 2005.