A/N: Special thanks to my brother for giving me all the ideas for this chapter. I'd had major writer's block for this until he gave me the idea, and I think it's gonna be a chapter full of laughter.

P.S. Unlike all of the other chapters in this book where I have it written like a movie script, this'll be an 'actual story', if you will. The very first one, too! Hope you like it! (^_^)

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     Darth Vader walked around in a forest that seemed to glow with a blue light. His heart beat rapidly, and his breaths came out in short puffs. He was trying to be quiet, though it was difficult with that inhaler of his.

     He looked behind him and let out a relieved sigh. The horrid creature was nowhere to be seen. He turned his attention back ahead right before he jumped and let out a frightened scream. There it was! The horrid beast was in front of him!

     He turned around and ran away from it. It may not seem so horrible and frightening to some. In fact, no one could resist the sweet, brown liquid inside a clear glass; no one but him, that is. He stopped running again and pulled out his red lightsaber as he turned around. It wasn't there.

     'Oh no.' He thought. 'Where'd it go?'

     Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him. He whirled around and there it was; an enormous glass of chocolate milk! Before he could react, the chocolate inside the glass grew a chocolatey arm and knocked his lightsaber far, far away, before it dumped itself into Darth Vader's mask...

     "NNNOOO!!!" Darth Vader cried as he jerked awake in his meditation chamber. Beads of sweat were on his brow- well, what was left of it- and he was shaking. He looked around and let out a sigh. "Great, now I'm having nightmares about chocolate milk. Seriously, Anakin? Out of all things, chocolate milk?"

     "Hi Darthy." A voice came from his left.

     He turned to look at whoever was in his room and saw Elisabeth. Or Me, Myself? Perhaps it was I or We? Well, whoever it was, it looked just like GodismyDD. "What are you doing in here?"

     Elisabeth cocked her head creepily and stared at Vader with wide eyes. "I'm here to deliver your punishment, Darthy..."

     "W-what do you mean?" Darth Vader asked, then he thought; 'Why is she acting so odd? I mean, she's always odd, but not in a creepy- a bad kind of creepy- way.'

     Elisabeth pulled out a gallon of chocolate milk from nowhere. "It is time for your chocolate-ing." In a flash she appeared right beside him.

     Darth Vader tried to move, but he couldn't! He looked at her with frightened eyes. "Elisabeth, why are you doing this!?"

     "Oh, I'm not Elisabeth, nnnooo..." She said in a calm but creepy voice. "No... my name is Fire, and I am... death."

     Another Elisabeth appeared. "Her full name is Death By Chocolate Milk. Fire is her nickname because she loves fire. And Smaug's line in The Hobbit; 'I am fire... I am... death.' is her favorite." She said before she disappeared as quickly as she had appeared.

     Death tilted the jug of chocolate milk and began to pour it...

     "NNNOOO!!!" Darth Vader shouted as he opened his eyes. He looked around to see where he was at. He was in his meditation chambers, and his helmet was still on. How odd. "Oh, it was a nightmare in a nightmare." He stood up and walked out of his meditation chambers, which was out in a meadow. "Hmm... when did this happen?"

     Suddenly, a girl that looked like Elisabeth came running towards him with a bucket of chocolate milk. He was about to run when a tornado suddenly swept her away.

     Darth Vader opened his eyes. He was in his meditation chambers. "Another dream? A nightmare in a nightmare in a dream? Strange... but at least their back to normal now."

     "So, you often dream about tornadoes carrying me away?"

     Darth Vader stood and looked behind him. Elisabeth was there. "What do you want? Is this another dream... or nightmare?"

     "You know what I want, Darthy." The girl that looked like Elisabeth said. "Death by chocolate milk is what I want, and you'll be the one meeting death by it!" She took a step towards him.

     Darth Vader ran out of his meditation chambers and into the same meadow he'd been in earlier. As soon as Death walked out, a tornado swept her away. Darth Vader let out a sigh of relief. "Whew... she's gone. Now maybe I'll finally wake up."

     As soon as he'd finished speaking, the tornado turned around and made its way towards him. As it drew nearer, he realized that the tornado was made out of chocolate milk! He heard Death's voice come from it.

     "Now the chocolate tornado and I are one, and we will kill you! There will be no escape!" She said, then cackled. Several other evil laughs were heard from within. "With Me, Myself, I, Us, and We in here with me, we're unstoppable!"

     Darth Vader backed up until he was against the wall of his meditation chambers. When would this nightmare end?

     "Darthy?"

     Darth Vader looked up. That sounded like Lissy, the good one, not any of the bad ones.

     "Darthy, wake up!"

     He felt someone shaking his shoulder. He looked to his side, but there was no one there.

     "Anakin! Wake up!"

     Darth Vader opened his eyes. Startled, he sat straight up and looked around. He was in Elisabeth's living room, sitting on Elisabeth's couch, watching Doctor Who. Well, he had been before he'd fallen asleep. He looked to his right side. Sitting beside him was Lissy, who seemed concerned.

     "Are you alright? It sounded like you were having a nightmare."

     "You are Lissy, not Death?"

     "Death? Oh, you mean Fire, also known as Death By Chocolate Milk. No, don't worry, I'm not that creep. Well, I am, but I'm not, if you know what I mean."

     "Strangely enough, I know exactly what you mean. To answer your question, yes, I'm alright. Now, that is."

     "So... what dream could possibly frighten the great Lord Vader?" Elisabeth teasingly asked.

     Darth Vader hesitated, but after she kept begging him to tell her about the dream, he gave in and told her everything.

     "So, it was a nightmare in a nightmare in a dream in a nightmare?" Elisabeth said. "Wow, I wish my dreams got that crazy! Well, they do... but never a dream in a dream. I'm gonna have to stop torturing you with chocolate milk. You know, the dreams do make sense. Chocolate milk... me... my other selves... and this Doctor Who episode is the Christmas one with the creatures that feed on your brain while your sleeping, causing you to have multiple dreams- or nightmares- that seem very real. For all we know, this is a dream! Or a nightmare."

     The two of them look around, suddenly feeling as if something dangerous was about to happen...