A/N: Hi everyone! I had a lot of fun writing "New Looks", which is what led to the creation of this piece, (like that one, this is a bit Tumblr-esque). It's my interpretation of all the lines that the characters are thinking, but don't get to say (for a variety of reasons) in "Spark of Rebellion", and has the potential to become a series featuring various Rebels episodes, depending on how successful this chapter is.
Reminder that Kitwarr is the cute younger Wookie son of Wullffwarro.
*On Lothal*
Kanan: *pats his leg twice*
Sabine: Yeah, we really need a cooler signal.
Kanan: Sabine not now we're in the middle of an op
Sabine: I'm just saying—
Kanan: Just pat your leg!
Sabine: *huffs* *pats leg*
Kanan: *ditches Zeb with the crates so that he can chase Ezra*
Zeb: Stupid main character Jedi leader always getting to do the good stuff… *trails off into angry muttering*
*On the Ghost*
Kanan: *to Ezra about the crates* It's not who's first, it's who's last.
Kanan: Man that was cool. Zeb, write that down.
Kanan *entering cockpit*: Chopper, please, it's been a difficult morning.
Chopper: I've had difficult mornings ever since Hera let you join this crew you drunken excuse for a sentient—
Kanan: Hera, how about a little less attitude and a little more altitude?
Kanan: Man, I am on fire today!
Hera: Kid sounds impressive.
Kanan: Hera I swear to Force if you adopt another kid
Ezra: *trying to introduce himself to Sabine* My name's Ezra.
Zeb: *grabs him* And my name's Zeb.
Ezra: Kriff, she has an over-protective older brother.
*Back on Lothal*
Vizago *dealing out credits*: I could keep going. Or I could give you the intel you've been begging for.
Hera: About the Wookies?
Kanan: *under his breath* omg Hera for once in your life could you just take the credits
Ezra: What happened to your parents?
Sabine: What do you mean, Kanan and Hera are right—
Sabine: Oh.
Sabine: Uh, the Empire.
*Later*
Sabine: Sabine. My name's Sabine. *leaves room*
Ezra: *fists pumps and victory dances* YES I'M IN
Hera: I'll keep an eye on him. *takes Ezra to cockpit*
Kanan: Hera NO
*While the crew is on the Star Destroyer*
Ezra: I'm not against sticking it to the Empire but there's no way I'd stick my neck out this far. Who does that?
Hera: We do you ignorant little kriffball I thought we had made that pretty clear haven't you been paying attention at all we're like halfway through the episode
Ezra: What was that?
*on the Star Destroyer*
Kanan: Haven't you ever seen a rare hairless Wookie before?
Zeb: Kanan I HATE THIS PLAN
Zeb: Something about the feel of their helmets under my fist
Sabine: Holy kriff I work with a psychopath
Hera: You need to board the transmitter and warn them!
Ezra: Say what now?
Hera: If all you do is fight for your own life, then your life is worth nothing!
Ezra: What, did you get that from a greeting card?
*On the Star Destroyer*
Kallus: They turned off the gravity! That's cheating! I call cheating!
Sabine: *being perfectly graceful without the artificial gravity*
Everyone else: *looks like they're learning to swim*
*As Ezra is being left behind*
Zeb: Sorry kid. You did good.
Ezra: Wait, what?!
*doors close*
Zeb: *eyes widen in fear* Hera's gonna kill me. *turns around and starts banging on the door* Wait! Take me instead!
*Back on the Ghost*
Sabine: I can't see the explosion! How'd it look?
Kanan: Gorgeous Sabine, as always.
Sabine: Thanks, Dad.
Kanan: Wait, what?
Sabine: *blushes* NOTHING!
Zeb: *admits he lost the kid*
Hera: GARAZEB ORRELIOS!
Zeb: Oh kriff she used my full name
Kanan: Oh snap she doesn't even do that with me
Sabine: You are so dead
*with Ezra & Kallus, on the Star Destroyer*
Ezra: Why hello Agent Muttonchops
Ezra: Why are you touching my shoulder
Ezra: Agent Muttonchops this is kinda gay
*Kallus leaves*
Ezra: Well, this sucks
Ezra: Thanks a lot Hera
Ezra: Now I'll never get adopted
Ezra: At least I still have this crummy cube
Ezra: Who's this Obi-Wan guy
*Back on the Ghost*
Hera: *realizing as they're voting on whether or not to save Ezra* My crew is composed of a bunch of selfish kriffballs
Everyone: *voting*
Hera: Chopper voted with me!
Zeb: You're literally the only one here who speaks binary so I don't believe the Murderbot voted to save him for a second
Hera: *ignores him* Kanan, you have the deciding vote *mutters so only he can hear* If you vote no you're not getting laid for a year
Kanan: LET'S GO SAVE THE KID
*Back on the Star Destroyer*
Stormtrooper: Uh, so the prisoner escaped
Kallus: YOU HAD ONE JOB
*During Ezra's rescue*
Kanan: Sabine, stop painting stuff we need to go!
Sabine: It's ART, KANAN!
Sabine: *to Zeb* Try not to leave before everyone's back aboard this time!
Zeb: Wow Sabine I mean space is cold but
Ezra: *drops down from the ceiling within seconds of their arrival*
Everyone: That was… surprisingly easy
*Sabine's "art" explodes as they're leaving so that they can escape*
Sabine: *pointed glare at Kanan*
*back on The Ghost*
Hera: Your parents must be worried sick.
Ezra: I don't have parents.
Hera: kriff
Hera: kriff Kanan he played the trump card
Kanan: Hera
Hera: But Kanan
Kanan: Hera no
Hera: He doesn't have par—
Kanan: Hera
Hera: *to Ezra* WELCOME ABOARD MY CHILD
Kanan: Son of a bantha
Ezra *about the Wookies*: We'd better go save them.
Hera: YAAAAAS MY SON
Hera: *to Kanan* He gets that from me
Kanan: He's been yours for two minutes
*on Kessel*
Wookies: Well, we translate to animation quite poorly
Kitwarr: *grunts sadly about capture*
Wullffwarro: It's okay my son. You're only a plot device.
Zeb: *to Ezra before the mission* Try not to get dead.
Sabine: That's Zeb for "I love you".
Kallus on Kessel: Guess who's back. Back again. Shady's back. Tell a friend.
Kanan: We're running a 22-pickup!
Zeb: Kanan NO
Kanan: I'm about to let everyone in on the secret.
Ezra: Why are you people all so cryptic?
Kanan: *dodging bullets like a majestic badass on the way to reveal his lightsaber*
Hera: *fist pumping from the Ghost* That's my husband! Show 'em, baby!
Kallus: Focus your fire on… *under his breath* dramatic pause for maximum effect… ON THE JEDI!
*Stormtroopers start firing*
Kallus: *under his breath* nailed it
*Ezra runs off to save Kitwarr*
Zeb: Kanan, I think you inspired the kid into… well, doing something like you would do!
Kanan: Okay maybe we can keep him
Stormtrooper: First Jedi you've ever seen sir?
Kallus: *kicks him to his death*
*several minutes later*
Kallus: Aw I should have said "It'll be the last one you ever see!"
Kallus: Man that would have been cool.
Kallus: Next time. Next time for sure.
*Back on the Ghost, safely in hyperspace*
Ezra: Stay out of trouble, Kitwarr
Kitwarr: I'm literally probably older than you
Wullffwarro: *thanking Ezra for saving Kitwarr*
Ezra: You're welcome, um… What was your name?
Ezra: Wait, your name is Wullffwarro?
Wullffwarro: *nods*
Ezra: As in... Like... *trying not to snicker* Wullffwarro?
Wullffwarro: *nods*
Ezra: *muffled laughter*
*Bringing Ezra home to Lothal*
Ezra: *sneakily bumps into Kanan and takes lightsaber*
Kanan: *grabs his arm, throws him to the ground* SWIPER NO SWIPING!
Hera *about Ezra, and the holochron*: He opened it. He passed the test.
Kanan: *under his breath* For the love of kriff Hera we already have so many mouths to feed—
Hera: What was what, dear?
Kanan: Nothing.
*At Ezra's tower*
Ezra *without turning around*: What's the Force?
Kanan: Damn how did he know I was here my Jedi skills are seriously rusty
Kanan: The Force surrounds us. Penetrates us—
Ezra: *snickers*
Kanan: *raises an eyebrow*
Ezra: Sorry, sorry.
Kanan: *clears his throat* As I was saying, the Force surrounds us, penetrates us—
Ezra: *snorts*
Kanan: …
Ezra: *trying not to laugh* *failing*
Kanan: Ezra I wasn't DONE
*On the Star Destroyer*
Kallus: *calling the Inquisitor*
Inquisitor: New phone who dis
Kallus: Man I hate this guy
A/N: That's all for now, folks! Please leave a review on your way out— this is an experimental genre of fanfic for me and it would mean a lot to know what you guys think of it. Suggestions for further episodes are welcome too!