Me: Okay so I know what all of you are going to say- I should be doing chapter 8, but I can't get this out of my head! And until I do I have CJ writers block.

Story: It's true..

Wander: I'm back!

Story:* shoves out door* Now your gone!

DISCLAIMER: Announcer:" Breaking news after many failed attempts StoryWander was done to own Star Wars Rebels, we are reluctant to tell you that she doesn't own Star Wars Rebels" *Gasps* Me:" I know, I know, but I'm happy to say I'll keep writing after I severed my time in Jail." Announcer:" Hahahah,"

Chapter 1:Traditions: The braid

(Kanan POV)

It was a pretty exhausting day today- between training, missions and just plain chores I had barely of enough time to go to my room. I tapped the code into the panel and the door hissed open and I sighed, finally some rest and relaxation time. I walked in letting the door hiss close behind me, I grabbed for my lightsaber and opened the drawer only to discover it had been tampered with, my padwan braid wasn't there. And I know who took it - the person I had been telling a billion times not to go through my stuff.

Ezra.

I grabbed for my comm and turned it on " Ezra come to my room," There was static and I could feel his hesitation through our bond. Soon soft thumping could be heard out side of my door and the door soon swooshed open " Hey, Kanan you wanted to see me?" He asked in nervous tone.

I turned around to look at him he had a sheepish grin on his face and he was hiding his hands behind his back " Okay hand it over," I said stretching out my hand " Hand what over?" He asked " Show me your hands," I ignored him he showed my his left hand, then right at separate times " Ezra, I know your lying," He sighed and showed me his right hand, in his hand he was holding a small brown braid " I was just looking at it why do you have hair in your drawer any ways?" I took ( or more like snatched) it way from his hand " For a reason Ezra," I said and put the braid back to it's rightful place " Yeah, but why? Aren't braid for girls?" I cracked a smile, I had said the exact same thing to my master and for only years later for my eyes to be opened to the true importance " Kid sit down let me tell you something." I sat down and padded the empty space next to me, he started to then hesitate " Don't worry you'll get a lecture later," He rolled his eyes but still sat down.

There was moment of silence as I gathered my thoughts " Okay- so I'm my time master's would give their padwan a braid to show their place, hairless species would get a braid out of beads and when a padwan became a Jedi their master's would cut off their braid." I explained " So.. did your master cut off your braid?" He asked with big bright blue eyes, I padded his back " Kid, that's a story for another day," I said that was a story for another person,"So why couldn't they get something cooler like a tattoo or something?" He joked I frowned " Tattoo's aren't erasable only a fool would get a tattoo at such a young age," I was mentally smiling inside as I repeated my master's words and passed them down to my own padwan I didn't notice it, but he had started to finger his hair curling the blue locks around his fingers and releasing and repeating the process, it reminded me of my tell- I shook my head of those thoughts.

I smirked and grabbed an extra band I kept under my pillow. I stretched it out and grabbed some of his longer hair from out under his ear " Hey!" He protested I tugged harder " Keep still or it'll hurt." He then understood what I doing and kept still and didn't complain when I restarted a couple of times. While I braided memories of my Master repeated in my head.

(KANAN POV FLASHBACK)

I moaned in annoyment " But why do we have to get a braid wouldn't tattoo's be cooler?" the grip on my hair was tugged tighter " Tattoo's aren't erasable only a fool would get a tattoo at such a young age," Master Depa said " But braids are for girls." I complained she tugged again " I will not have a sexist padwan- braids are for every gender and this braid shows your place," She scolded soon the braid was laid down on my shoulder to see, I grabbed it feeling the hair and design between my fingers.

It was odd. But it meant that I had a place, I smiled at it " Thank you Master," " Your welcome Caleb,"

( End of Flashback)

By the time I had finished repeating that in my head Ezra's braid was already done, it was small and some of the smaller hairs had begun to stick out, but I had no patience into re-doing it again, with the small hair tie I tied the end to keep it secure " So what do you think?" I asked he took at a moment to look at it he raised a brow, but then smiled brightly " Thank you Master," " Your welcome Ezra," Before I could say anymore the kid ran out of the room, I would hear his joyed voice as it faded into the hall.

Third person POV

Kanan heard the kid's fading voice as he ran down the hall, he smiled and laid down. He had just opened up a new piece of his past and every time he would look at it he would remember what his master had told him- it pained him to remember those days, but brought him joy to know that he was passing down a tradition and hoped it would never die away.

"I hope you find your place too,"