Chapter 4 – Taking Trump Out

After two weeks of constant practise, Trump's skills were growing like a newly planted seedling. He was now able to simultaneously move several pens to vote for himself on separate voting cards. Snoke rewarded him each time with praise and barely ever criticised his technique. On the Monday of the third week, Snoke decided it was time to teach Donald the next level of the force. He awoke him, as usual, with a sharp tap on the door.

Trump opened swiftly and greeted Snoke with his best presidential smile. Their friendship was growing along with his powers.

"Morning Trump," Snoke began as they proceeded to their training room. "How did you sleep?" he asked in a friendly tone.

"Oh very well Snoke, yourself?" Trump answered feeling ready for the day. Snoke tilted his grey aged head in response.

"As well as I usually do." He finished, going into little detail. "Listen Trump," Trump's eyes flicked over to him curiously. "I think it's time we focus on those mind tricks of yours and start learning combat. You'll be able to construct your own lightsaber. I'm sure that'll come in useful in your next political debate," Snoke explained as they turned another corner. Trump's face lit up with anticipation. Ideas of combat against his rivals floated around his head and he nodded in response to Snoke.

"Sounds perfect Snoke. I can't wait," He clapped his hands together in excitement and they reached the door to their training room. Snoke punched in the code and the door slid open. They shared a moment of part confusion, part shock as they witnessed the events inside. Rey was leaning against the wall and Kylo was pressed down on her. Their lips were clasped together as they engaged in a most passionate kiss. Kylo was the first to notice their audience and he jumped away from Rey and tidied his uniform.

"Supreme Leader," Kylo dipped his unmasked head nervously and Rey stepped away from the wall. Her eyes were locked onto the floor and her cheeks showed her obvious embarrassment.

"What the force is going on in here boy? That's the third time this week!" Snoke called out to him with anger intertwined in his words. Kylo flinched at the sound of his voice and struggled to keep eye contact.

"Sorry Supreme Leader. We were sparring and things got… out of hand," Kylo braced himself for another flurry of reprimands.

"Get out of my training room and take your 'sparring' somewhere else," Snoke looked at him in disapproval while Kylo quickly marched out of the room. Rey followed like a puppy, chasing after its master. When they were outside Snoke closed the door behind them and began preparing for their training session. "Honestly, you take your eyes off them for a minute and they're… reproducing!" Snoke flung his hands up shook his head towards the door.

"Was it really the third time this week?" Donald asked still in shock of the unexpected activity. Snoke's features morphed into a twisted smile.

"No I lied," Snoke chuckled quietly. "But the girl doesn't know that,"

Trump laughed under his breath and looked at Snoke in admiration.

"I like your thinking Snoke," He nodded in agreement. Snoke blushed slightly before turning his body back towards the door to hide his face. He reached for the keypad and opened the door again. Snoke leant out and called for a nearby Stormtrooper to come inside. Obediently, the Stormtrooper marched in and stood ready to receive more orders. Snoke closed the door again while Donald tried to piece together what Snoke was up to. Was it something he said?

"Trump," He paused and thought for a second. "I want you to convince this Stormtrooper to vote for you," Snoke ordered and stepped back a few paces to observe the full scene. Trump eyed the Stormtrooper suspiciously before raising his arm slightly.

"Stormtrooper!" He shouted suddenly causing the soldier to jump slightly and divert his full attention to him. Donald squinted his eyes and pursed his lips in concentration before speaking again. "You will vote for Donald Trump in the next election," He spoke in a soft voice and his hand floated around his body lazily.

"I will vote for Donald Trump in the next election," The Stormtrooper stated in a monotone voice. Snoke laughed, pleased with his student. He paced back over to Donald and barked at the Stormtrooper to leave them. Once the Stormtrooper had fully made his exit he placed his hand on Trump's shoulder.

"I knew you could do it Trump," He sighed. He pulled his hand away quickly from his shoulder as he realised how it must have looked. Donald gave him a look of reassurance confirming that he didn't mind. "Hey I was wondering if, uh… You would like to maybe visit this karaoke place with me tonight?" The words fell out of Snoke's mouth with little warning and Donald looked slightly taken a back.

"Oh," Donald considered his options for a few moments. Was the Supreme Leader asking him out on a date? He decided that it would be rude if he refused so he answered: "Of course. Karaoke is always great fun!"

Snoke's grey face seemed to light up as though it had been touched by fire.

"Great! I'll pick you up after dinner. Is seven alright?" He spoke quickly. Trump nodded his head in response and they returned to practising with the force as though nothing had happened.

Later that night Trump rushed about like a madman in his room. He frantically searched through the cupboards until he found the suit that he had worn on his very first night. Thankfully it had been cleaned and the mud stains had completely disappeared. He showered once before slipping into his suit and checking himself in the mirror.

"This is important so don't mess it up," He instructed his reflection and adjusted his suit. Snoke would be here any minute. He flashed his best smile in the mirror and double checked for any food in his teeth. This night had to be perfect.

His nerves heightened as he heard a familiar knock on the door. It was his date. Approaching the door cautiously he whipped his head round to make sure he hadn't left any dirty underwear on the floor. After he was sure he looked alright, he opened the door.

Words could not describe the figure in front of him. A stunning red dress hung loosely off of Snoke's rigid shoulders. The belt around his centre gave him a perfect waist line and hips that called out to Trump. He struggled to hold back a gasp as he smiled at Snoke. He was wearing his usual black robe over the top which drew some attention away from the low neckline.

"Snoke," Trump tried to say but it came out as more of a whisper. "You look great," He scolded himself inside as 'great' was a major understatement.

"Thank you, as do you Trump," Snoke dipped his head slightly and moved to the side to allow Trump to walk beside him. He led the way down the dark corridor and continued past several rooms. Trump felt like he ought to say something but before he could the couple were intercepted by a staggering Kylo and Rey. Kylo Ren had his arm over Rey's shoulder and was struggling to walk; as was she. Trump could tell that they were both very drunk.

When Kylo noticed that their path was blocked he stifled a gasp and Rey seemed to stifle a giggle.

"Supreme Leader," Kylo speech was slurred as he gave Snoke an exaggerated bow. Rey's face went red as she struggled to hold back laughter and helped him return to his usual height. "Might I say you look stunning tonight," Kylo breathed out and Rey's laughter emerged from her mouth loudly. Donald suddenly felt very defensive. They were clearly poking fun at Snoke's outfit. Before he could reprimand them Snoke unleashed his wrath.

"Leave now Kylo Ren and take that pathetic desert rat with you!" His shouts reached a new volume, which seemed to sober up Kylo and Rey. They hobbled away quickly but their laughter could be heard again once they turned a corner. Trump looked up at Snoke in sympathy.

"Ignore them Snoke you look gorgeous," Donald's statement appeared to calm Snoke down slightly but they didn't speak again until they reached the karaoke bar.