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“Fett, you know I tolerate you, but if you don’t stop insulting my ship I will throw you out an airlock,” Vader sighed tiredly.
“But why do TIE fighters look like that? It looks like you shoved a stick through a ball and stuck two bits of cardboard on both ends,” Boba complained.
“It does not-”
“How many dogs see your ship and think, ‘oh, a toy’?”
“At least my ship doesn’t look like a dick.”
Boba turned to Vader very slowly. “What. The fuck. Did you just say about my ship?” He bit out.
Vader, wisely, did not respond.