I know that last chapter reeeeeeeeeally sucked. I should not be allowed to write at two in the morning...
But I am really excited to write this chapter! (Almost as excited as I am to write Idiots Array) But because I don't want to write out all of Zeb and Ezra's antics (also, plagiarism guys) I'm turning this chapter into a behind-the-scenes chapter! Just what I thought the crew would be doing on a day off...maybe. I dunno this is probably gonna suck.
enjoy! And maaaaaaybe I'll give you glimpse of what I plan on doing in Idiots Array at the bottom AN! Who knows?
Also, I have recently found out that parents are naming their children Kylo. Why the hoth would you name your child after the person who killed Han flipping Solo!? (After hearing this my parents have banned me from naming any of my future children after Star Wars characters...but Ben and Caleb are pretty neutral, right?)
They shouldn't be surprised if their son turns to the darkside...
Joy watched as Ezra steeled his nerves. She was sitting across the kitchen table watching him attempt to use the Force to lift an empty bowl.
"I can do this." He said to himself. Joy flashed a thumbs up. Ezra closed his eyes and stuck out his hand, letting the Force guide him. The bowl started levitating and Ezra peeked out to see how he was doing. He thought he was doing great, until he saw that Chopper was using his robotic arm to hold up the bowl.
The droid threw the bowl at Ezra. The teen growled with rage and ran after C1-10P, while Joy had to bite down on her pointer finger to keep from laughing, this part always got her. She couldn't help but imagine the troll song playing. She calmly walked behind the pair as Chopper rolled into the boys room, while Ezra stopped at Sabine's room to have a small chat.
"Hey, Sabine." He said with raised eyebrows. Joy rolled her eyes: Didn't he see it was a lost cause? Ever since Ezra had laid eyes on her, he had been head-over-heels for Sabine Wren, but she showed no intrest for anything other than a small platonic friendship. "I see you're -uh...painting."
Sabine gave Ezra a small glance. "Nothing gets past you, kid."
"You know," He puffed out his chest a little, attempting to look impressive but failing miserably. "If you ever need any inspiration..."
Sabine snorted. "Yeah, I'll be sure to look elsewhere."
There was a crash behind Ezra and the boy turned away. "Uh, gotta go!" Sabine rolled her eyes and went back to her masterpiece. Joy sat down on her bunk and watched the Mandolorian. Joy had always wished she was good at drawing: she was always secretly jealous of her friend Stormy, who could draw an amazing picture in less than five minutes. Joy was always better at things like singing and playing piano.
The young rebel watched as Zeb chased Ezra out of the cabin and down to the cargo bay, where they hit the newly stacked crates with a loud crash.
As they tried to pound each other, Hera stood on the balcony and cleared her throat. The Lasat and the teen pointed at the other.
"It's his fault!" They cried. Zeb turned on Ezra.
"My fault?" He sneered. "This is your fault!" He gestured to the scattered crates.
"Hey, don't put this on me!" Ezra defended.
"Enough!" Hera cried, slamming her hands on the railing. She climbed down the ladder. "This is my ship you're wreaking and I want you off it." She ordered as she pushed a button on the wall and the cargo bay doors opened.
"Hera, be reasonable." Zeb pleaded.
"You know what he's like-" Hera thrust a piece of paper into Ezra's hand. "Wait what's this?"
"A market list." The Twi'lek pointed to the horizon. "The town of Kothal is two klicks to the south and I'm sending you both on a supply run."
"With him?"
"With each other." She laughed. "Oh, and don't even think about coming back with at least one meiloorun fruit. Clear?"
The boys sighed. "Clear." And they trudged out of the ship.
Kanan walked forward. "How do you expect them to find a meiloorun on Lothal?" Hera just smiled.
Joy streched out in the grass, watching as a lothcat pounced by. She had to admit, is was a lot more peaceful without Zeb and Ezra around...Maybe too peaceful.
Joy was bored.
Rubbing her face, she walked back onto the ship and into the common room, where Kanan was reading over a data pad. "I'm bored!" She stated, as she flopped dramatically onto the bench.
Kanan looked up. "How do you plan on fixing that?"
Joy shrugged. "Dejeriak?"
Kanan grinned. "Do you really think you can beat the all time winner on this ship?"
Joy switched on the table. "You're on!"
Hera walked into the common room and saw Joy smirk with pride as she made a move on the Dejeriak board, damaging one of Kanan's players. Her grin quickly faded however, once Kanan made his move and knocked her player to the ground.
"Have to admit," Kanan said, turning to Hera. "It's a lot more peaceful aboard with the kids gone."
Joy raised an eyebrow. "I am sitting right here."
Hera smiled. "Yeah, but I feel guilty about sending them on a—"
"On a wild meiloorun chase?" Kanan chuckled.
The comm beeped. "Spector four to Ghost."
"Ah," Hera acknowledged. "Right on cue. Go ahead Spector four."
"We uh, ran into some trouble."
Hera nodded to Kanan. "I thought you might. Look, you can forget about the meilooruns-"
"Yeah, meilooruns." Ezra cut in. "We found some, but then we lost them, but then we found them again, but then we smashed them." There was a sudden scream of an engine.
"Wait, what am I hearing?" Kanan asked. "It sounds like..."
"Yeah, about that." Ezra sounded nervous. "We uh...we stole a TIE fighter."
"You what?" The Twi'lek and the Jedi cried, while Joy looked on with amusement.
"He's taking it better than I thought." Zeb muttered.
"Get rid of it!" Kanan ordered.
"Do we have to?" The boys complained.
Kanan rubbed his temples. "At least tell me you dismantled the locator beacon?"
Zeb gave a short, forced laugh. "Of course, we're not fools." Joy had to stuff her fist into her mouth to keep from laughing. "Down there...the red one-no the blue one!"
"Well, which one is it?"
"It's the red and the blue." Kanan snapped.
"Right, got it! I-I mean...got it a long time ago. Right when we first boarded. Immediately." Joy couldn't help herself, she started laughing out loud.
"Stealing a TIE attracts unwanted attention," Kanan lectured. "Rendezvous at Shadow Site Two do not stop, do not get distracted and don't do anything else."
"On our way," Zeb confirmed. "Spector four out."
"That went well." Joy said through her giggles. "One more game?"
About half and hour later, Joy skipped out of the Ghost with a triumphent smile on her face.
"I have defeated the unbeatable champion of Dejeriak!"
Hera turned to Kanan. "You let her win, didn't you?" Kanan simply winked. The rebels looked out across the plains.
"Where are they?" He muttered.
"There!" Hera pointed at a dot in the dictance. Within minutes, the dot became the burly form of Zeb and the smaller form of Ezra. The lasat proudly handed a pink and orange fruit to Hera.
"One fresh meiloorun fruit, as requested."
"Thank you, kind sir." She bowed her head while Kanan rolled his eyes.
"Forget the fruit, what happened to the TIE?" He snapped.
Zeb sighed. "I crashed it."
"On purpose," Ezra added. "We didn't want it to fall back into the Empire's hands." Kanan stroked his beard and considered this for a moment before breaking into a large grin.
"That's what I like to hear!" He walked back into the ship with Hera. Joy followed with Ezra and Zeb laughing behind her as they walked to their canin, swiping fake blows at eachother.
"Finished!" Sabine stepped away from the wall.
"With what?" Ezra asked, suddenly intrigued. Sabine smiled.
"Just a moment that needed to be immortalized." She gestured to the wall, where a picture of Ezra's bunk falling in Zeb with Chopper holding the pins. "And you did say you wanted to be my inspiration." She reminded Ezra.
"Yeah, but, this makes me look like a fool. "
"Makes me look like an even bigger fool." Zeb deadpanned.
"I paint what I see." Sabine grinned cheekily.
Chopper laughed and blew a mechanical rasberry. The duo rounded on him.
"Chopper." Zeb grumbled.
"This is your fault!" Ezra accused. The droid in question simply chittered and rolled out of the room.
"Come back here you little rust bucket!" Ezra cried.
"I'm taring that metal menace apart!" Zeb sneered. Joy rolled her eyes.
Looks like things are back to normal... She winced as a loud crash emitted throughout the ship. Defiantly back to normal.
Eh, shorted chapter but hey! I got it up! And it's 8:30! Now I wont be up so late! I would've gotten this up sooner but I was watchng General Confrence and I got feely...again.
I am also on my way to watch the season finale! I've been holding it off because I've heard people saying how heartbroken they were and I'm worried Kanan will die *whispers* And Snips...and Blueberry...and Spacemom...and Rex...And Zeb...And Rolling Garbage bin...and Artist...*goes on and on*
Wish me luck! I have a feeling I'll need it... :(
aww crap I almost forgot! Idiots Array!
Ezra glared at where the smooth talking man once stood. "I don't like that guy."
Joy rolled her eyes. "Come on, Ez. What's he going to do? Freeze someone in carbonite?"
