WEEK 114

Prompt:

You're vacationing in a city you've never seen before when you suddenly find yourself in a place you've seen hundreds of times in your dreams. The person you always see in those dreams is there too, and they slowly turn and ask, "Is that really you?"

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"Who—who are you?" I asked, the words tumbling from my mouth.

"I am Darth Vader," he said as he took out his lightsaber.

"Wait, like the 'Anikan Skywalker, 'Luke, I am your father', James Earl Jones Darth Vader'?" I asked in bewilderment while slowly sliding away from the lightsaber.

But this Darth Vader wore no mask, bore no scars from his horrible past, and something about the twinkle in his deep eyes told me he was ready to be a better father. But there was no way I could trust him, was there? Either way I kept edging away.

"Who else would I be but one and the same?" He stepped closer, his lightsaber mere inches away from me.

"You aren't... like...here for a good reason, right?" I asked, tilting my head to the side as suddenly Michael Jackson's Thriller began to play loudly.

"He~he~he."

I fought the urge to dance and instead watched this mad man dance furiously and began to think of a quick plan of escape. I looked up at the sky and thought, like...can I take off straight up like Superman, like I did in my dreams?

As I bent my knees preparing to jump, I heard the voice of Super Mario saying his iconic catchphrase, "Yahoo!", and hoped it would give me strength. Indeed it did, and I took off toward the sky, leaving my father and his furious dancing behind.

I went towards the sky and never looked back. But then I heard the music following me, as well as Darth Vader—still dancing in mid-air.

As Darth Vader was dancing in mid-air, there were titans coming into the scene behind me. Darth Vader multiplied and became an army of Darth Vaders. They were all dancing furiously as they chased me. And they danced so hard, they became tornados of death and took over the world.

The end.