Chapter 16 – Trump is told of a new twist

Kylo leapt into action, with Rey following closely behind. Their sound of their sabers meeting tore through the noise of the city, causing people nearby to jump and shriek. Due to Trump's sheer mass, Kylo stumbled backwards but Rey joined the push against Donald fearlessly.

They parried and blocked one after the other – swishing and slashing, lunging and lashing until Trump began to grow weary. Even a great dark lord like himself, struggled against two highly trained assailants.

Eventually, Trump fell to the ground in a heap as Kylo held his saber above his chest ready to strike.

"Wait!" Rey shouted, panicked, "Snoke wants him alive."

"Snoke?" Trump muttered in deep breaths. The dark clouds of power that had once clouded his vision were slowly fading and revealing forgotten memories. He remembered back to their time in the cave and the moment they first met. Images of Snoke's beauty and how he looked in that dress on their first date came back into his mind but he casted them aside. He had to be strong, for America.

Kylo slowly removed the saber away from Trump and held out his arm. Rey saw the opportunity and grabbed Trump's saber. He wouldn't be needing it for a while.

"Come home Trump… Snoke misses you… He loves you," Sadness passed like a wave over Rey as she spoke. She noticed how Trump's face softened every time he heard The Supreme Leader's name.

"Home?" Trump muttered again under his breath, "This is my home." Trump's eyes averted away from them and onto the tarmac that lined the paths. A small crowd had gathered around the group. Everyone was gawking at them as if it were a street show.

"No Trump, come home to Snoke," Even Kylo's usually firm voice had changed to one of a gentler tone.

"Snoke is dead!" Donald cried out as tears cascaded down his orange face, "I killed him!" His lips formed a downward sloping line and quivered every few seconds. Rey crouched down beside him and tenderly placed a hand on his shoulder.

"He's alive and he still loves you," Rey explained, wiping a tear from her own eye. Trump's mouth fell open and his eyes widened as he couldn't believe what she was hearing. She nodded her head to brush away any of his doubts and helped him up. "Let's go, Trump,"

Just as she led him away he pulled back and held his ground defiantly. He stamped his foot like a small child, crossing his arms.

"I can't leave my country, America needs me," Trump concluded, glancing around at the crowd surrounding him. Their faces looked confused and some of them were laughing.

"Get out of here Trump!" A person from the back shouted. Trump flinched, searching for the voice.

"Go to Star Wars land lol!" Another voice yelled as Trump began to blush.

"Our country would be better off without you!" A third voice called as others joined in, jabbing fingers and calling out negative remarks. Rey stepped next to Kylo who looked equally as awkward.

"I've got a bad feeling about this," Kylo said to Rey nervously who then turned to Trump.

"I think America has made their decision, let's go before things turn bad," she shouted to Donald. The orange man pursed his thick pink lips and scowled to the crowd.

After a few more awkward moments Kylo grabbed Trump's wrist and pulled him away from the angry mob. They sprinted back into Trump Tower, leaping over the occasional lightsaber pierced body or piece of furniture. They piled into the lift which plunged to the lowest floor after Trump tapped in his special code.

"I'm going to miss this place," Donald sighed as they made their way towards the portal.

Hand in hand, they jumped through the shimmering portal. The cold, damp air hit them hard as they fell. Kylo used The Force to slow their descent before landing with them on the discoloured, dented piece of ground.

Trump's heart fluttered like a butterfly trying to escape his chest. The trio had reached the base and were proceeding straight to the medical ward where Snoke was resting.

Snoke looked more like a crumpled up pile of dark clothing than anything else as he lay on the bed. His head rose slightly after he noticed Trump walking in. Kylo and Rey had decided it would be best for them to wait outside to give the couple sometime to talk things over.

Trump leant against the wall; a small part of him praying that Snoke hadn't seen him and the other hoping that Snoke was forgiving.

"Trump," the old grey man croaked. He sounded so petty and weak and yet Trump still didn't pity him. He knew what Snoke was capable of, what he would probably do to his traitorous lover.

"Snoke," Tears welled up in the inner corners of Trump's eyes. He approached the bed side and to his dismay, Snoke grasped onto his hand. Not in a threatening way but in an attempt of comfort.

"You came back," Snoke rasped before coughing several times. Trump nodded his head and bit his trembling lower lip.

"I have failed," Trump began in a quivering voice, "I have failed America, I have failed you and I have failed myself… My country hates me and you hate me too." Trump was about to continue his speech but Snoke stopped him by placing a warm hand on his cheek.

"I don't hate you… I could never hate you," Snoke explained, "You are in my very soul, Trump… You're all I think about… I wanted to take over the entire galaxy and have everything I ever wanted but I don't need to now because I have you and for us to be happy together is all I want,"

"We're together now," Trump tried to flash him his usual presidential smile but it was replaced by a waterfall of tears.

"I love you Trump," Snoke heaved himself up to be closer to Donald's face.

"I love you more Snoke," Trump finished as their lips met in a moment of utter serenity.

Their moment, however, was interrupted by a rude medical droid. He rolled into the room to address Snoke.

"Do you mind? Stupid droid!" Snoke yelled at the top of his voice loud enough for the entire base to hear.

"Apologies sir," the droid rolled closer, "But I bring news on the baby."

Trump felt his heart stop as he grasped at his chest. Had Snoke cheated? Whose baby was it?

"Baby?" Snoke spat, "What baby?" A small sigh of relief came out of Trump. Perhaps this was just a random baby completely unrelated to them.

"You are pregnant sir, have been for a few months now," the droid spoke in a monotone voice.

"How is that possible? Snoke's a man… right?" Trump looked at his lover, confused. In response, Snoke chewed his bottom lip nervously.

"I am technically both genders," he stated. Trump felt as though he was about to pass out.

"The baby is alive and miraculously managed to survive even after your horrific burns," the medical droid told them, "It would be best to continue to monitor the baby sir, even after your recovery."

Snoke swallowed and blinked a few times. He glanced up at Trump who appeared to be in the same state as him.

"We're going to be fathers… tell me you're happy," Snoke's eyes met Trump's as he gave him a desperate look. Trump's tears of sadness flowed continuously into tears of joy.

"I am the happiest man in the world," Trump said and they brought their lips together once again.

:'( I'm crying... Expect a sequel to come out filled with mini suits, mini versions of Trump's hair and tiny wrinkly babies :3

By the way! Shout out to eggroyalty for creating a beautiful narrated version of Trump Wars! I love the melodic sound of Trump's voice 3

Check it out here - post/143193943301/okay-when-i-said-starting-wednesday-i-really