A/N: Oh my god I am sooooooooo sooooooooo sooooooo sorry it has taken this long for an update. I was having a bit of writer's block...and lack of motivation to boot up the laptop to work on stories. Anyway I really hope this chapter makes up for the longass hiatus. I'm not going to promise this means I'll update frequently, but I'll try to update a little more often.

To be honest, this scene right here is WHY I wrote these two sequels in the first place. Phineas may be a little OOC but I LOVE sassy Phineas.

Disclaimer: I own nothing in this chapter-not Phineas and Ferb, not Star Wars, nothing but the idea for the story

Phineas watched as the ship approached what he hoped not to be another Death Star in construction. Once the ship was close enough, his heart sunk as his suspicion was correct. It wasn't completely built in terms of looking like a sphere yet, but it was certainly big enough to intimidate the incoming prisoner. Star destroyers surrounded the outer rim of the space around it too, so it wouldn't be easy to escape. He tried not to let Darthenshmirtz hear, but Phineas accidentally let out a small gulp.

"Welcome to the Death Star 2.0," Darthenshmirtz said to his prisoner, "soon to be your new home."

Phineas blinked as he couldn't take his eyes off the large battle station, particularly a large eye shaped hole in it. As an inventor, he knew that was the barrel for a huge blast. How long had this thing been in construction? He sat back, unable to do anything else but watch as Darthenshmirtz said some weird stuff about a deflector shield and it needing to be deactivated so he could pass. As the ship landed, Phineas could see hundreds of stormtroopers either at work or just standing guard. They certainly wouldn't all be here like this for Darthenshmirtz. Somebody important to the Empire must be aboard this battle station…

He could feel the presence of Vader himself. That enough sent a chill down his spine, but there was another presence he felt. This presence was far more cold and spine tingling than even Darth Vader's, easily the darkest presence he's ever felt.

The Emperor was on the Death Star…

He didn't have time to react to this revelation as Norm-3PO picked him up by the collar of his shirt, and Darthenshmirtz looked at him.

"Hm...you don't really look the part, now do you," Darthenshmirtz pondered out loud, "We need to find you something more suitable to wear. Come Norm-3PO, and don't drop the boy."

"Okey dokey, sir," Norm-3PO replied cheerfully, carrying Phineas who couldn't help but freeze and keep his mouth shut in front of all these stormtroopers.

Ferb stared at the stars, wondering what Phineas was going through. He only hoped he was okay. If only he'd acted quicker, he could have rescued his brother before Darthenshmirtz took him. He could have distracted him while Phineas got away...SOMETHING...but he didn't. Now his brother was being taken away. He had to hope Isabella was right and that Phineas would figure something out.

"Be safe, brother," Ferb said.

Phineas- -wearing new attire- -stood in front of Darthenshmirtz as the elevator took them closer and closer to a presence that made Phineas almost shake.

"Tell me again why you wanted me to change into this?" Phineas questioned the Darth.

Darthenshmirtz groaned, "Because, your lightweight clothes from that desert plant just didn't look the part of a Sith. Black is a lot more fitting, and it looks good on ya, kid."

"I have no intention of becoming a Sith," Phineas answered politely, "but I guess I do like the outfit."

There was silence as the elevator reached its destination. Darthenshmirtz pushed the boy forward, and Phineas had no choice but to climb the stairs. Once up the stairs, he could see a rotating chair, the Emperor spinning into view. Phineas could feel the cold chill of the Emperor's presence, but he didn't let it phase him. He stood calmly as the Emperor stood.

"Welcome, young Jedi," the Emperor greeted, "I assume you know who I am."

"Sure I do," Phineas answered, "Emperor Palpatine, also known as Darth Sidious, used to be known as Chancellor Palpatine before you corrupted Anakin Skywalker- -the father of my neighbor, Luke Skywalker- -, and now known as Darth Vader."

"Wow, you sure do your homework," Darthenshmirtz commented.

"I just overheard you listening in to the radios of all the ships," Phineas chided earning a glare from Darthenshmirtz, "seriously, man, find a better hobby."

The Emperor snickered at the boy's confidence and slight sassiness. Phineas turned his gaze to the Emperor, and their eyes met. The Emperor could feel great power in this youngling. He'd be a great asset as a Sith indeed.

"I suppose you know why you're here, child," the Emperor said starting to pace slowly so as to see more intimidating.

Phineas answered with a calm expression, "You intend to turn me to the Dark Side of the Force just as my brother tried when he was under the influence of the Sith-inator, but I assure you that I know all your tricks. I will not turn to the Dark Side, and we'll just sit here with nothing to do."

"Do you now," the Emperor glared a little.

"Yup."

The Emperor freed Phineas' restraints, and he went to sit down, "Very well, Jedi, humor me."

"First, you'll try to persuade me with 'powers beyond my wildest dreams'," Phineas began, and he waved his arms dramatically in a mocking tone, "which I'll refuse because I'm quite content with the power I have as a Jedi. Next, you'll threaten to kill me which is just a loss on your part since you and tall, dark and slouchy are so intent on having me as your ally. After I still refuse and accept that you'd kill me, you'll say things to try to make me angry which- -news flash- -it takes a lot to get me angry. One of these things is that you would threaten to kill my friends, but you're a busy guy, and I doubt you're really going to have time to sit and send stormtroopers after a couple kids. You'll also try to say I'm weak and need the powers of darkness to be strong enough to protect myself and those I love which to that I say 'I'm not weak' in a calm tone not feeling a hint of anger because even if I am weak, I'd be even weaker if I joined the Dark Side over something stupid like that."

"Are you saying I'm weak?" Darthenshmirtz interrupted.

"The Force within you is weak. I've seen womprats stronger with the Force than you," Phineas remarked, "Anyway, after all that fails, you'll send him to try to fight me to get my blood pumping and lead to anger, fear, aggression or all of the above which I already know lead to the Dark Side. However, I'll realize in time before any of those emotions allows me to succumb. I'll stop fighting and you'll either just kill me on the spot or continue to attempt to persuade me. Would you look at that? I believe we're back to square one with that."

The Emperor seemed pretty impressed at Phineas' knowledge. He was good for sure.

"Impressive," the Emperor said, and he realized Phineas was right. He didn't have a counter for all that. They really were stuck.

"Thank you," Phineas said politely, "Now, if we're done here, I'd like to leave and go back home, neither on the sides of the Rebels or the Empire."

Phineas was stopped in his tracks though by Darthenshmirtz, "Oh no ya don't! You're not going anywhere!"

Phineas rolled his eyes, "Really? You have no other options really. You're not going to kill me because apparently I'm some big prize to you. I'm not going to turn, so you can forget about that, and you're out of options."

Darthenshmirtz was speechless. Neither he nor the Emperor really had a counter plan for Phineas' cleverness. Phineas stood as the two Darths spoke, unamused and rolling his eyes…

Until a particular machine was mentioned.

"Wait! I've got it! The Sith-inator!" Darthenshmirtz exclaimed, "I, uh, I'll have to rebuild it, but I can FORCE him to join the Dark Side like I accidentally forced his brother!"

Phineas' eyes widened, and a little bit of fear creeped down as he envisioned himself unable to fight the powers of the Sith-inator...fighting his brother. He hadn't even known he gulped.

"Aha! See! You think you're SO smart," Darthenshmirtz chided, "but I have a plan of my own. You stay here with the Emperor, and I'll go rebuild the Sith-inator. It'll still be Force powered so I'll just take some of your Force and then you'll be a Sith! You can be my apprentice, and we can rule the ENTIRE GALAXY!"

With that, Darthenshmirtz left the room, leaving Phineas alone with the Emperor who turned to his guards.

"Make sure he doesn't escape," the Emperor said as he restored Phineas' restraints.

"This just got a lot more complicated," Phineas thought to himself, "Ferb, Isabella...where are you?"

A/N: Uh oh, how's Phineas gonna get out of this one? Find out next time!

Before I close out the chapter, I have an announcement:

Due to the development of some backstory of some characters, I've decided to rewrite Phineas and the Spirit of the Sky. I dunno if that means I'll take down the original or leave it up so you guys can see the cringyness of my writing then compared to the rewrite lol. I've also decided to scrap and rewrite Phinny and Finding Phineas.

When these rewrites will be posted...pfft I don't know lol

Anyway with that,

Phineas: Summer belongs to you!

Star Wars Phineas: May the Force be with you and all that stuff

Everyone: CARPE DIEM!