Pick A Path: A Star Wars Rebels Alternate Universe At The End of Season 4
AKA: That time Ezra Bridger (accidentally!) lived up to his name and maybe kinda moved (and helped restore) an entire kriffing planet right in the middle of an Imperial attack…
Ezra sighs, deeply and softly, not even bothering to look up from his plate of food at the group of people who are currently clustered around him, hovering near as if they're all afraid that if they blink he's going to end up falling right back to sleep in his karking food or something.
"Seriously, I'm fine guys - stop stalking me already! I just, you know, needed a little nap apparently, after everything that happened."
Sabine gapes at that. Hera scowls. Zeb snorts and Kanan sighs very deeply before reaching up to rub his forehead. "You slept for *three months* Ezra, after unexpectedly moving an entire karking planet!"
Ezra shrugs his shoulders again, reaching out for his cup of blue milk, "Hey don't look at me, Kanan, I was just as the loth-wolves put it 'picking a path.' I didn't know it'd come like this in the end- just that I had to pick or we *all* died instead of maybe only me." He shrugs. "But well in terms of planetary transport, yes apparently 'I do that…'. On Lothal. Very, very occasionally."
Kanan sighs very deeply again and reminds himself again that no he may not in reality strangle this damn kid…