Tala: Hey everyone! Welcome back to another Fanfiction of Star Wars Rebels! :) This one is going to be a bit more light hearted and fun than Giving In. Plus there is a lot more of SabinexEzra, a lot more. x3 But before we get started I would like you to meet the co-writer for this fanfic my best friend. Say hi B.O.B.! :)
B.O.B.: Hi! It's funny that this fanfic started as an argument about something Tala wrote in her last Fanfiction.
Tala: Yeah… Wait what? O_o What argument are you talking about?
B.O.B.: When you killed Ezra and I said he couldn't die because he needed to have to have jedi artis babies with Sabine. o_O
Tala: Right… e_e Forgot about that…
Lol anyway, I hope you all enjoy this fanfiction. :) Also as always we would love to hear what you all have to say and your ideas for this as well. :)
Disclaimer: If we owned Star Wars Rebels it wouldn't be the awesomeness that it is. That right belongs to Disney. However we do own the OCs here. :)
P.S. Sorry if the timeline is a bit off and if any of the characters seem out of character.
B.O.B: Yeah we're still working on it.
Ezra climbed the familiar steps of the tower he lived in when he was younger. It had been a long and hard mission but he was still smiling. The hour was late, but they had to go soon. As he opened the door his smile deepened. There, lying on the floor clumped together was the five little faces he had been longing to see. Sabine came up behind him and smile at the sight. Lara, the eldest, was lying on her back. Jem was pressed against Lara's side by Kya who had her arms wrapped around him. On the other side of Lara was little Platt who used Lara's stomach as a comfy pillow. Lying back-to-back with Platt was Arcas who slept with his arms crossed and Lara's left arm draped over his head.
Lara was the eldest of Ezra and Sabine's children. Then there Arcas, the rebel child. Next born was Jem, Chopper's buddy and mechanical wiz and his twin sister. Kya, was often with her twin brother or elder sister, was the stealthy one of their siblings and also the young explosive artist in training. Then came little Platt who could be found wherever Zeb was, mostly on Zeb's shoulders.
They were never far apart from each other, not even on the Ghost.
Bringing the communicator up to his lips Ezra activated it and quietly whispered into it. "Zeb, their asleep. Come help us."
"On my way."
When Zeb arrived they carefully began to disconnect the children from each other. This instantly woke Lara with start. She sat up quickly and pointed a blaster at her father. When she realized it was him she lowered the weapon and smiled at Ezra. Ezra only winked as he picked up Jem. Sabine had Kya, Zeb got Arcas and Lara carried Platt. They made their way quietly to the Phantom. It wasn't long before they were aboard the Ghost. They put the children into their bunks within their cabin. Once the children were tucked in Lara went off to find Hera and the Ghost took to the skies, soon surrounded by the many twinkling stars of space.
Lara was the spitting image of Sabine, right down to the paint in her hair, but she was dressed in the mirror image of Hera. She spent her time learning from the pilot or training with father. Since the day she realized she was able to use the force all Lara wanted to be was a Jedi, but ever since she was four she wanted to be just like Hera. she decide to be both and was grateful that Hera didn't mind teaching her.
Chopper beeped at Lara happily when she entered the cockpit. "Hey Chopper." Lara said with a smile. "Hi Aunt Hera. Did you guys have a good mission?" Lara took the copilot seat as she smiled at Twi'lek with the hero worship she always had for the pilot.
"It went alright, sweetheart. Any trouble in the tower?"
"Arcas did try to shoot a buckethead at the market. I don't know where he got it, but I immediately took the blaster from him. The stupid brat almost got us all arrested." Lara complained.
Hera laughed "Their lucky to have such a good big sister." At this Lara smiled before turning her eyes to the familiar and comforting blue swirls of hyperspace.
Jem awoke to the familiar sounds of the Ghost engine. He smiled as he opened his eyes, looking at Kya, he gently removed a lock of hair from her face. Kya and Jem were almost inseparable. They shared a bunk and have ever since they were big enough to sleep in one. Jem would have it no other way, Kya was like his other half and always by his side. Jem wouldn't have it any other way.
Carefully, Jem unlatched Kya's arms from around him and climbed out of the bunk. He smiled to her before slipping out of the cabin in search of Chopper. Jem and Kya looked just like their father did when he was younger, except for Kyra's long hair that draped over her shoulders and back.
Finding Chopper Jem smiled "Hi Chops." The astromech beeped in reply. "Yeah, Kya is still sleeping. You won't believe what Arcas did. he pulled out a blaster and was going to shoot a stormtrooper." Chopper beeped as if he was astonished. "I know! Lara tackled him to the ground and took the blaster, but I think she should have shot him." Chopper beeped. "What do you mean I shouldn't say that?! He's an idiot and you and I both know it! Besides we all agreed not to tell mom and dad anyways." The dorid continued beeped as he added to the conversation. "Yeah it was Lara's idea and you know you can't win an argument against her." The child and droid continued their conversation. Chopper was Jem's best friend in the oddest of ways. Jem talked to Chopper in this manner often, though it was odd no one seemed to mind.
Kya woke to an empty bed, instant panic taking hold of her as she looked around for Jem and the others. The panic eased when she realized she was back on the Ghost. She knew she'd find Lara in the cockpit with Hera, and Jem would be with Chopper. Smiling, Kya hopped out of bed and opened a draw and took a few of Jem's tools from it. Silently she tip-toed across the room and opened the door. Kya was stealthy, stealthy enough to be able to sneak with bells tied to her ankles. She made her way to the commons where she often attempt to create explosives like her mother.
She began to work on making a paint bomb like she had seen her mother do many times before. Kya twisted one thing wrong and the bomb exploded in a cloud of color, covering the young girl and everything else around her in orange paint. She glared at the bomb in annoyance. "I will be as good as mommy someday, just maybe not today." she said under her breath as she began again.
Arcas opened his eyes and found himself staring at the ceiling his room on the Ghost. With a yawn he rolled off the bunk and on to the floor. He was on the top bunk. He shared a room with his sibling and unlike the rest of them he did not share a bed. The twins slept in the middle bunk and Lara and Platt slept on the bottom. Platt was still sleeping so Arcas silently exited the room.
Glancing around the corridor, the boy drew his attention to the right and to the doors that led to the bridge. Pressing the blue button on the door's access panel the doors hissed open revealing, to no big surprise, his older sister and the Pilot. It seemed as though they were talking about something that involved controlling the ship better, but Arcas paid them no mind as he just ignored the two and proceed to the ladder.
Climbing down halfway, the boy reached the ledge that hung over the cargo bay. Stepping onto it, Arcas made his way into the tiny room where the chair for the front turret gunner sat. Climbing onto the chair, the young man leaned back into it and folding his arms back behind his head and steared out into the endless abyss of space.
He remained there for some time, relaxing and enjoying the few peaceful moments to himself. Then with a sigh, Arcas leaned forward and reached under the chair. He began feeling around until he found a small concealed hatch. Opening it he pulled out a small blaster, that was similar to Hera's Blurgg-1120.
Leaning back into the chair once more, Arcas casually began to inspect the small weapon. It was one of many that he manage to stash away on the Ghost. This one being the most recent that he had been able to get aboard the ship unnoticed and safely hidden away.
Platt woke up for his nightmare and looked around, soon realizing he was on the Ghost. He grabbed his purple bantha and went to the door. Reaching up on his toes and slapped the button with his little hand. The door opened and Platt bounded out of the room. He went to Zeb's door and opened it. When he saw the room was empty he pouted. Looking around he decided to go check the cargo bay.
Walking up to the bridge's door and pushed the button and once it opened, the young boy took a step inside. Seeing the ladder to his right, Platt remembered he was not allowed to go down the ladder alone for fear that he may fall. So instead he went over to his big sister in the co-pilot's chair and gave her pouty eyes.
"Sissy?"
Lara turned and smiled, easily guessing what her little brother wanted."Ladder?" the boy nodded. With a roll of her eyes Lara got up from the chair and knelt down in front of the kid. Platt climbed onto her back and she took him to the ladder."Where too?"
"Zebby." Platt smiled enthusiastically and pointed a finger randomly into the air. Lara sighed as she had no idea where Zeb was. So she took a wild guess and started down the ladder and toward the cargo bay.
Lara reached the bottom and was pleased to see Zeb and her father were both there. They seemed to be going through creates that Lara assumed they had stolen earlier that day on their mission. Lara put gently Platt down and went back up the ladder.
"Zebby." the boy smiled as he crossed the space that separated them. Zeb smiled and picked up the child, then glared at his toy.
"You still carrying that ugly thing?"
"Its little Zebby." Platt glared at Zeb. The Lasat scrunched up his nose and made a face.
"I look nothing like that hideous purple fluff."
"Little Zebby woves you too." Platt smushed the purple bantha to Zeb's face.
Erza burst out laughing and just Zeb glared at him through the purple fluff ball. "Why must he alway stick this thing in my face?" Zeb grumbled.
Erza shrugged, still chuckling at the two. "Who knows."
Platt moved little Zebby away from Zeb's face. " I had a nightmare." Platt whimpered in a small, sad voice .
Zeb gave the small child a reassuring smile. "Let's see if we can forget about that nightmare and get you running on hyperspeed. Then your dad can try to put you to bed." Zeb chuckled, glancing at Ezra, who sent him a look before placing Platt on his shoulder. The two began to head out of the cargo bay and over to the caff. Ezra rolled his eyes and followed them.
A few minutes later Jem came into the cargo bay with Chopper beeping at him in a warning tone. "Don't worry Chops, no will catch us."
Ezra had come up the ladder on to find Kya and half the booth and table covered in an orange mess. Kya had darted away the second she saw him and left the mess for Ezra to clean. Letting out a sigh, Ezra pinched the bridge of his nose as he just decided to ignored it for now and take care of the mess later.
While Zeb spoiled Ezra's youngest and the others were off doing who knows what, Ezra decide to tinker with his old stormtrooper helmets. After a while Zeb wandered off with Platt, leaving the Jedi to his thoughts. But that moment of self peace did not last long as the Commons' door hissed open revealing Hera followed by the ever present Lara, Hera's little clone.
Ezra smiled as he greeted the pilot and his twelve year old daughter. "Learn anything new?"
"Dad can I have my own ship?"
Ezra froze for a second, blinking in confusion at his daughter's request. "Maybe when you're older."
"Daddy!" Kya screamed from elsewhere in the ship. Ezra immediately jumped up from his seat in the booth and ran to find the little girl standing at the bottom of the bridge and cargo bay ladder. "Daddy he did it again!"
A tired sigh escape Ezra's lips. He knew what she meant before he even reached her. Climbing down the ladder and into the cargo bay, Ezra saw Jem sitting on the floor surrounded by mechanical parts. Chopper beside him and beeping at him frantically. The seven year old boy had torn apart Kanan's speeder. . . Again. Zeb appeared with Platt on his shoulders, the Lasat's eyes widen when he saw the mess.
"Oi! Will you little monster will never learn?"
The four year old on the Lasat's shoulder grinned at his brother "Bad bubba!" he scolded.
Sabine came in and gasped before crossing her arms as she looked down at the young mechanic. "Jem, did you do this?"
"It's no big deal. I can put it back together. I don't see why everyone's getting so worked up about it." The boy grumbled under his breath.
"It is a big deal!" Lara yelled at her little brother, as she walked in with Hera to see what the commotion was. "Do you realize who's speeder that is?"
"Yeah, yeah I know." Jem said in a huff. "It belonged to the Jedi who trained dad. Hera's husband, Kanan."
"That's right. You-"
"Jem?" Hera asked in a kind tone, cutting off Lara. Jem looked up at Hera with questioning eyes. "Would you like the speeder?" Both Sabine and Ezra looked to the pilot with surprised looks on their faces, not really expecting her to make that offer.
The child's eyes light up. "Yes! Do you mean it Auntie Hera?" Hera only nodded. Jem jumped up and threw his arms around the pilot. "Thank you!"
"You're welcome sweetie." Hera hugged the young boy and smiled at Ezra. They all returned to their daily tasks.
Later, when all the children had gone to bed the older members of the crew gathered in the cockpit. Ezra tiredly slumped into his seat, Sabine behind him, leaning her arms against the back of the chair.
Zeb suddenly snickered to himself. "Remember when Erza tried to infant proof the ship?"
"That was a nightmare." Ezra said jokingly, slumping back even further in his chair as the tiresome memories flashed in his mind.
Sabine started playing with Ezra's hair. "You were the one panicking about every little detail."
The sound of the children fighting soon reached their ears."Maybe if we ignore it they won't start a fight." Ezra suggested with a light smile. Sabine and Ezra remained where they were in their cabin but the raucous hear a loud thump from the quarters.
"Dad! Lara used the force on me!" Arcas called.
"He was biting Jem!" Lara called out defensively.
"No I wasn't!" Arcas called just as defensively.
"Yes you were! I can still see the marks!"
"I can see them too!" Kya joined in.
"Stay out of it you little pest!" Arcas's voice grew louder.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Lara yelled.
There was the sound of a small explosion. "Mom! Kya tried to kill me!" Arcas called.
"You hit her! What'd you expect?" Jem yelled.
There was a moment of silence, Sabine and Ezra could only assume they were arguing quietly now. Than the sounds of a blaster pistol rang through the ship startling both parents and causing them to leave their cabin to check on the kids.
"Why'd you give Platt a blaster?!" Lara yelled in an almost motherly tone, clearly yelling at Arcas.
"I thought it'd be funny!"
"You're an idiot!"
The childrens' voices raised until Sabine and Ezra reached the door of the children's room. The door slid open with a hiss and the two adults found that all their kids out of bed and fighting. The room was covered in the colorful dust of one of Kya's paint bombs. Lara had the blaster in her hand and Kya had another explosive in hand. Arcas had a pillow and Jem had a large wrench. Platt was sitting on the bed with the expression on his face that said someone took something he was playing with away from him .
Sabine suspiciously eyed the mess before her. Her narrowed gaze scanning the room and each of its occupants.
"Give me the blaster." She said sternly, extending one of her gloved hands. Lara walked up to her mother and quickly gave it to her without hesitation.
"Oh come on mom! I found that blaster! It's mine." Arcas protested, relaxing his defensive posture as he lowered the pillow.
"And where pray-tell did you get it?" Ezra gave a stern look to the young man as he leaned against the entryway to the children's cabin.
"In the Cargo hold. Besides why am I getting in trouble? Lara keeps like five blasters under her pillow." The boy jabbed a finger at his sister.
"I only have one, and it's back in the tower!" Lara glared at Arcas.
Sabine looked between the two of them, giving them both warning looks to quiet down. "Do you have anymore?" Her narrowed gaze rested on Arcas.
"No." He answered dryly. Sabine's eyes narrowed.
"Liar." Lara said under her breath, but it came out just loud enough for their parents to hear.
Arcas quickly shot his older sister a glare and was about to retort back only to be stopped by his father.
"Alright you two, that's enough. We can deal with the rest of this in the morning, but for now get some sleep." Ezra crossed his arms and gave the kids the all too familiar look that said do as I say or else.
The two parents watched as the reluctant children all climbed into Lara's bed rather than going to their own.
"You guys do know you have separate beds? You don't have to sleep together." Ezra said with a playful, crooked smile.
They all gave him a look of confusion. It didn't matter that they all had their own bed, they could have had their own ship and still slept in one bed together. In a way it was adorable to the crew, that is until someone decided to started a fight.
"Alright, I better not hear anymore fighting the rest of the night." A sly smile spread across Sabine's face. "unless of course you are trying to wake up Zeb."
The children stiffened. Zeb was quite unpleasant when he was awoken from his sleep. The children all waited for any sign that Zeb was awake, when there was none they let out their breath. Platt smiled at his mother. "I can wake up Zebby and he ok with it."
"That's because you're his little shoulder sack." Arcas said in a tone of annoyance.
Sabine shoot Arcas a look. With that they all settled down to sleep on Lara's bunck. Ezra wondered how it was that they managed not to knock each other off. "Good night kids." Sabine said sweetly. She was answered with "Goodnight Mom" and Goodnight Mommy."
Platt raised his head and called out "Goodnight Zebby!" everyone waited silently.
"Goodnight Platt!" Zebs voice called back. With that Platt smiled and settled in to sleep between Lara and Arcas.