Happy May the 4th be with you! Anyways here's the next chapter! Plus, the rest of the crew is intro ducted here so without further ado.
Still, I don't own Star Wars Rebels.
Chapter 4: Long Ride, Longer Explanation part 2
"Hera, we're home!"
I look back out the door frame to see if the kid was following us. Instead, Sabine is giggling behind me while watching the kid, still seatbelted in mind you, make a smug face. It quickly changes as I began walking back towards the car. I open up his door and he glares at me. "Waiting for a red carpet or something, kid?" I say, guess tiring for him to get out of the car.
"You just said I had to come with you...Kanan was it?" He responds. "You never said anything about staying at your house. Besides, I could just sleep here."
"Heh, how about no," I say, crossing my arms. "Plus, Hera would kill me if you weren't at least sleeping in the house."
Ezra must have realized that he wasn't going to win this one and huffed a sigh before getting out. He waits behind me and I push him in front of myself. "Nice try kid," I say patting his shoulder before leading him inside. We step into the living room.
"I'm in the kitchen, Kanan!" Hera calls. "Hey, love, did you get all the groceries, too? The lettuce, grapes, maylurun, and the blueberries?"
"Yes, we definitely got more than enough blueberries," I say while I look back at the kid, his hair glowing more blueish than it did in the car. He still somehow had managed to wriggle behind me. I push him back in front of me and point to wear he can sit down. "Zeb watch the kid," I say as I walk towards the kitchen.
I sit down on the couch where Kanan had pointed for me to sit, right next to a strange purple pillow. "Ahh!" I yell! It wasn't a pillow! It was some creature but I'm not really sure which one.
"Kid," it says opening one green eye. "Wake me and you die."
"O-okay?" I say unsure of what else to say or do. Hmm. That must be Zeb, right? Isn't that who Kanan said to watch me? Heh. I don't need anyone to 'babysit' me! Boy, he suuure is nice...
I feel something poke me from under the couch. "Huh?" I murmur, looking under the sofa, I spot two glowing eyes and unfortunately a paw, which slashes across my left cheek. "Aghhh!" I scream out, receiving an angry shush from the purple lump name Zeb. I fall on the floor but quickly sit up and kneel to minimize the chances of being attacked again, The creature from under the couch crawls out, and hisses at me. 'It's a cat! And a grumpy one at that.' I think to myself as I hold my cheek where it scratched me. It scampers off in an orange blur, obviously hearing something I couldn't.
I look up as a Twi'lek women walks in from the hall that Kanan disappeared down earlier. Could this be- "I'm Hera," she says, confirming my thoughts. "And you're Ezra?" I nod and climb back onto the sofa as Kanan walks out behind Hera. She walks over to me and pries my hand away from my cheek. "Judging by these scratches, you've met the rest of the crew already," she says, looking at the cuts. Kanan comes and stands behind her.
"Zeb! I told you to watch Ezra!" He says, his arms crossing and brow furrowed.
"Hey! He's still here right?!" He replies, standing up. "And, ya know, alive!" Kanan only sighs in response.
"I'll go get the table set up if you clean him up," Kanan says, turning to leave and not waiting for an answer.
"Alrighty then," Hera says. "Come with me and we'll get you cleaned up, alright?" She takes my arm and guides me to a room and points for me to sit on the bed. Hera goes into the adjoining room which I presumed was the bathroom. The bed that I'm sitting on is a queen sized bed. I look around and the room and notice that everything seemed relatively abandoned and unused. Everything was so clean I assumed that this was their spare bedroom. Hera comes out of the bathroom with a first aid kit. She sits down next to me and places the kit between us. "I'm going to take a wild guess," she says, opening the kit and taking out a bottle. "...that you went looking for Chopper and he scratched you."
"Yup," I say as she dabs the oxygen peroxide on the cuts. I barely flinch, this pain dull compared to others. She smears a salve over the cuts then applies a band-aid.
"Any more cuts?" she asks. I shake my head, only making her realize the bruise on my other cheek. "What happened here?" she says, examining the blemmish.
"O-oh, I just fell. That's all," i reply, trying to sound nonchalant.
"Mm-hm," she says, not exactly buying my tale but not giving that away. "Well, this will be where you can sleep tonight, alright?" She gets up and and takes the kit back to the bathroom while I stand up.
"Dinner's ready!" Kanan calls from an unknown place.
Hera walks out of the bathroom and places her arm around my shoulder. "Sounds like dinner's served. Let's go!" she says, leading me out of the bedroom.
Hope you guys enjoyed this and yes, Chopper is a cat…Since it's a modern version, I don't really know of any droids that are out in our time period unless you want him to be one of those vacuum robots. Which I almost did but at the Zenkaikon Rebels panel the guy said that "if R2 is your favorite dog, then Chopper is your favorite cat." He also said that since I knew so much I should be on the panel next year.
Ah well, I finish writing this in my Rebels T-shirt. Tell me what you guys did or didn't do to celebrate!
3~Skyler