Title: "The Dark Side of Relaxation" In a galaxy far, far away, even the most ardent servants of the Dark Side needed a little rest and relaxation. This unlikely story of leisure begins with the stern and strategic Admiral Hux and the brooding, force-wielding Kylo Ren. After a particularly taxing week of quelling rebellions and enforcing the First Order's, well, order, Hux approached Kylo with an uncharacteristically light-hearted suggestion. "Ren, my man," Hux said, clapping his colleague on the shoulder with rare camaraderie, "What say we find ourselves a quiet little pond and just... unwind? I hear Naboo has some secluded spots." Kylo Ren, who rarely partook in social outings unless they involved lightsaber duels, regarded Hux with a lifted brow beneath his dark helm. "Unwind, you say?" Kylo responded. "I find your lack of stress... interesting." Nevertheless, the two embarked for the serene planet of Naboo and, after tromping through some lush undergrowth, came upon a tranquil pond. Glancing about to ensure no pesky rebels or critters were spying, they promptly stripped off their heavy First Order garb. The sight would have struck fear into the hearts of their enemies - had they been present. Admiral Hux's physique was, as expected of a high-ranking military officer, well-maintained. His skin seemed too pristine to have seen much sunlight, a testament to his time spent plotting aboard Star Destroyers. Kylo Ren's tall and broad form was more of a surprise. His time channeling the Dark Side and swinging around that broadsword of a lightsaber had resulted in a physique that was as intimidating as it was impressive. There were ridges and valleys of muscle that undoubtedly helped him in his perpetual moodiness. The two men slipped into the pond, appearing as pale specters against the dark water. "Ah," sighed Hux, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. "I must admit, this is quite agreeable." Kylo, submerged up to his shoulders, also seemed to relax, though he appeared to channel the Dark Side even in leisure, with furrowed brows and a grim-set mouth. They soaked in silence for a bit until a sudden idea appeared to bubble up in Kylo Ren's mind. "You know, Hux," he said, a glint of mischief in his eyes, "I've heard that releasing... certain tensions while submerged can be quite liberating." Hux frowned, his brows knitting together in confusion, "What sort of tensions are you ref--" He was cut off by a soft bubbling sound. Kylo Ren had lifted a leg, and with a look of pure bliss and relief on his face, he let out an underwater fart. The bubbles rose, breaking the surface tension in a chorus of quiet pops. Kylo leaned back, almost meditative, certainly pleased with himself. Not to be outdone, Hux followed suit. He may have been an Admiral, but he was no stranger to the joys of a good toot. His face settled into a smug grin, his eyes shifting towards Kylo. The waters erupted once again, an invisible force jostling the pond's fauna. The fish, however unsuspecting bystanders to this dark side debauchery, paid the ultimate price for this encounter. Some began to float to the surface, having succumbed to the noxious fumes. "We should give these to the Stormtroopers," Hux said nonchalantly, picking up a fish with all the dignity he could muster. "I hear sudden boosts of protein can improve aim." Kylo's response was a grunt as he too grabbed a fish, "Or we could just say we used the Force." Gathering the casualties of their indulgence, they waded back to shore. Hux managed to start a campfire with Kylo's tersely given Force guidance, and soon enough, they were roasting their impromptu catch. As the fish cooked, Hux mused aloud. "Do you think people would ever see us as ordinary men, just enjoying a day off?" Kylo skewered his fish with a stick and held it over the flames, answering, "No, Hux. They'll always see us as we present ourselves. Besides, they can never know about... the incident." Hux chuckled, turning his fish carefully, "Yes, it would be quite a blow to our reputations if this were to get out." In the quiet night of Naboo, filled with the sounds of an innocent forest, two feared leaders of the First Order bonded over a shared human moment, and perhaps a bit of flatulence. But as with all things involving men of their power, this story would remain between them and the unsuspecting victims of the pond. The Force worked in mysterious ways, after all.