Ezra burst into Kanan's personal chambers, startling the Jedi Master. "Ezra, I was meditating!" Kanan yelled, annoyed. Ezra glared at his Master angrily. "Where are the Sith Holocrons that you took from me?" He demanded. Kanan sighed. "Ezra, we've discussed this already. Your not getting them back. EVER!" Ezra pouted. "Fine! I'll just go and eat those cakes that are in the ship's fridge!" Ezra went to do just that. Kanan continued meditating. A few minutes later, Ezra returned. "Why are the Sith Holocrons BAKED INTO the cake?!" "Ezra, we are NOT doing this again!" "Tell me!" Ezra demanded. "That was the best thing I could think of, OK? I'm destroying those Holocrons tomorrow! That is final!" Ezra gasped. "You CAN'T destroy them! I need them!" "Well, too bad! Zeb is taking them to a smelting pit as we speak. There's nothing you can do to prevent that! And if you try, I WILL stop you!" Warned Kanan. We'll see about THAT thought Ezra. He had to think of a plan to keep those Holocrons from being melted. He HAD to.