A.N: No Thursday update this last week so you didn't miss anything, no worries. This is going to be a fun one! Read on!

Lynn Freidman Kingsey: I have family in Mexico so yeah. Incredibles and the tech mix really was great! Can't wait to see what they do with the animation in the sequel. And yes the Hotel's gonna be so cool! Exactly! I mean look at Kallus, he turned himself around. Nitza will figure out she's not bad sooner or later. I just really like Zeb, so it makes sense Nitza gets along with him lol.

I don't own Star Wars, just Nitza.

Meeting the Boys

Nitza went back to High Trees again two days later and luckily again the Ghost was there, the same spot underneath the High Trees. Nitza went over and saw no one, then continued onward. She could probably find them in the upper level—oh oh!

Nitza spotted the two young men who had come with Sabine the other day. Wedge Antilles and Hobbie, if memory served Nitza correctly. Nitza quickly darted behind something. A crate to her luck. Peeking out from around the edge, Nitza saw them now more up close than the days before. They were on a small ship, and A-wing. Hobbie, the bright haired one, was sitting in the seat looking at the display of button. Wedge, the dark haired one, was sitting on the right wing next to Hobbie and feeding him information from the small data pad in his hands. Wanting to get a closer look, Nitza crawled on all fours towards the ship they were on a ducked under. She heard Wedge say, "Check if the meter works now."

"Might have to get the A-wing running to do that?" Replied Hobbie.

"Should we ask if we can start it up on our own."

Nitza took the chance and slowly peeked her head from below the wing Wedge was sitting on. She noticed now that instead of the black suited they came with a few days ago, they wore the same suits everyone that flew a small ship wore. She watched intently, maybe trying to get some sort of information out of them by just looking. Maybe they knew her father? Looking at them wouldn't get her that far. She would have to ask, but would she ask?

Nitza didn't notice they had spotted her, until Wedge said, "Hey?" and she saw him look straight at her. Hide, hide, hide! Nitza ducked underneath the wing and heard Wedge say, "Hobbie did you see that?"

"See what?"

"Someone. A little girl."

"A little girl? You're joking."

Wedge's head suddenly came down to hang upside down and look at Nitza. The girl gasped and fell back on her back, scooting away. Wedge said, "No way, I'm not joking, look."

A few moments later, Hobbie's head joined Wedge's to hang upside down and spot Nitza. "What the—" Hobbie began.

"That's a beautiful view, by the way!" Came a familiar voice. Nitza smiled in relief. Looking back, she saw Sabine coming with Ezra up toward the A-wing. Hobbie and Wedge's faces turned bright red, realizing by looking upside down to Nitza, they had to lean over making their bottoms face Sabine or whoever came from her direction. As the two young men stood up on the wing and turned to look at Sabine and Ezra, Nitza scrambled out from underneath the ship.

Shocked, Ezra and Sabine watched the girl run into Sabine as Ezra exclaimed, "Nitza?" The girl maneuvered around Sabine so like she had done with Kanan before, she hid behind Sabine and pressed herself against the girl's back.

"She just showed up," Wedge explained, "You know her?"

"She's a local," Ezra explained.

"I thought you said this place was uninhabited," Hobbie stated.

"We're still trying to figure that out ourselves," Sabine said as she had Nitza grab her by the hand and pulled the girl with her and Ezra towards the wing. Wedge and Hobbie sat down on the edge of the wing as Sabine finished, "We just know that she lives around here with someone else but has seen ships before we came along."

"So she's not from here originally," Wedge stated, "Makes sense."

"Guys, this is Nitza." Sabine leaned down to be eye level with Nitza and said, "Nitza, these are our new pilots. Wedge and Hobbie."

Nitza had down nothing but stared at the young men the whole time until Nitza heard Sabine introduce them. "I hear that word a lot. Yep, yep, yep. What does a pilot do?"

Hobbie snickered, "She doesn't know what a pilot—" Wedge quickly elbowed Hobbie in the ribs as Sabine had stared them both down.

Ezra explained, "She's learning as we go." Then he said to Nitza. "Wedge and Hobbie fly ships like the A-Wing here. Hera's a pilot, too."

"She is? But she doesn't wear the same clothes as Hobbie or Wedge. No, no, no…"

"She doesn't have to. She's a Captain."

"A Captain? What's that?"

"We can talk about that later. Think about it like this. If Wedge and Hobbie screw up on something, they have to answer to Hera."

"You're savage, Sabine," Wedge commented.

Sabine smiled, ignoring the young men and reaching down and lift Nitza up from under her arms. She put Nitza on the A-wing next to Wedge and then she and Ezra took their spot on Nitza's other side. Nitza felt the surface of the ship underneath her hands and feet and looked around. Metal, just like always. But now that she was up close, she noticed the details and wanted to know what they were. She asked Wedge, "How do you fly it?"

Wedge was a little surprised she was talking to her now, but didn't comaplin. He pointed to the dip where the seat was in front of the display full of buttons. "That's the cockpit, we sit in there and work through the control panel."

"Cockpit…" Nitza repeated, "Control Panel."

"Since you're learning," Hobbie began, "Should make sure you know one thing. Never stand behind a ship that just landed." The bright haired boy pointed to the back of the ship where the round features were. "Those are the engines, and they can get really hot. When we land they are just starting to cool down, but not fast enough. Touch it and you'll burn your hand. Always give it an hour or so before you walk around a ship."

"Ok, I get it. I do, I do!" Nitza exclaimed. She stood up and went to walk on the ship, going from the cockpit to near the engines.

))))))))))))))) Phoenix Squadron (((((((((((((

Sabine said, "Thanks, Hobbie, we didn't even think of teaching her that, especially with the fact she likes to come here at random times so we're usually not there to watch her."

"So she just walks in whenever?"

"Yep."

"And she comes to your crew, by the looks of it," Wedge observed. "Are you guys like, responsible for her?"

"Not officially," Ezra answered, "But she ends up coming to us so we kind of do watch her."

"Do you know where she's from at least."

Sabine shook her head, and then Ezra added, ". She can't remember."

"Really?" Sabine asked surprised. "Who told you that?"

Ezra clenched his teeth. He was supposed to keep that part a secret. "Kanan." Was all he could say.

"And who told Kanan?"

"Ugh…." Ezra bit his lip. He couldn't' say the Bendu. They wouldn't be able to understand. "Nitza did."

"Well just our luck," Sabine huffed. "We've been trying to figure out how she got here but if she can't remember where she's from, she might not know anything about when she was…." Sabine suddenly felt someone brush the back fo here hair. She whipped around to see Nitza. The girl got spooked at the sudden turn and fell on her bottom with a loud "Oof!"

"You ok?" Ezra asked.

Nitza nodded and went to sit next to Sabine and Wedge again. She then asked, "I saw you had brown hair once. How does it change color?"

"Oh—"

Ezra snickered, "Change color." Now Sabine was glaring at him. Then Sabine answered Nitza sweetly, "I color it myself."

"You paint your hair?" Nitza exclaimed flabbergasted.

"Paint is… well… that's the simple way to answer."

"Can I try?! Please, please, please!" Nitza's eyes got so big, it almost hurt for Sabine to look.

"Ooh, well… I would say it's ok but…. It would mean going inside the ship."

"No!" Nitza exclaimed, wrapping her arms around Sabine. "No go in, no go in."

"Hey, it's ok. In time, all right."

"Is she claustrophobic?" Hobbie asked.

"No, she just really doesn't like going in ships." Ezra answered.

"We're working on it."

A.N: Hey! She met the boys! And she finally understand how Sabine gets her hair, lol! Next we get a good one based on some recent activities from show creator (sheev) Dave Filoni. I'm KikaKatTIOI, peace out!