Droids in Distress
Some time has passed after Ezra joined the Ghost and everyone has gotten used to him being with them. He shares quarters with Zeb.
But things right now aren't a time to relax since they're currently being chased down by a Star Destroyer and some TIEs.
Kanan was on one of the turrets.
"I don't have a shot!" He shouted, missing the TIEs which flew to the sides of the Ghost.
Everyone else was in the cockpit with Hera in the pilot seat, Errol in the co-pilot, Zeb and Sabine in the seats behind them and Ezra holding onto Sabine's seat.
"Chopper, do you have the coordinates?" Hera asked the astromech, who beeped at her and waved a limb.
"What did he say?" Zeb asked as he doesn't understand Droid.
"He said 'Hello, Hyperspace'." She grinned.
"That's not what he said." Zeb muttered.
"Oh, how would you know?" Errol questioned him as they entered Hyperspace, evading from the Imperials.
Kanan then entered the cockpit.
"Told you we'd get away." He said with a grin.
"With the shipment. That's what you said. And guess what? We don't have it." Errol shot down his bright mood.
"Look, Kanan, we're low on everything." Hera told him.
"Food." Ezra said.
"Explosives." Sabine added.
"Fuel. We need to make some money or we might as well put the Ghost in storage." Hera hit the nail in the coffin.
"There's always Vizago's job." Kanan brought up, which made Errol roll his eyes since they'd have to do some work for that slimeball again.
"So we're arms dealers again?" Zeb complained.
"Mm, more like arms redistributors." Kanan lightly corrected.
"Come on/Give me a break." Both Zeb and Errol murmured.
"We don't even know what kind of weapons we're talking about here." Zeb then pointed out.
"Hey, if it puts food on the table and frees up some time for, oh, I don't know, Jedi training, then I'm in." Ezra stated. Kanan messed with him by smacking his head.
"You game?" He asked Hera.
"Say I am. What then?" She deflected.
"I already know the mission. Let's head to the spaceport." He told her.
So they all headed back to Lothal and to the Capital City. And as they did so, Kanan explained the plan to refresh them and they understood what to do.
Once they made it to the city, they got to the spaceport and entered into a commuter vessel with other passengers.
"Now boarding Star-Commuter Shuttle ST-45, bound for Garel." A male's voice said through some speakers.
Sabine (without her helmet on) and Zeb were sitting next to each other and just as Zeb sat down, Chopper zipped past Ezra and him and beeped.
"How rude." Zeb said and Ezra punched the astromech. Errol (also without his helmet on) then entered the shuttle and sat behind Sabine and Zeb.
"This way Mr. Wabo." A woman entering the shuttle said to an alien that was accompanying her. This woman happens to be Maketh Tua, the Imperial Minister of Lothal. She happens to be involved with their plan as they looked at each other in acknowledgement.
"We have seats in the front." Maketh said and so her and Wabo sat in front of Sabine and Zeb. Wabo then said something in his native language, which Maketh didn't understand.
"*sigh* Where is that translator?" She asked, being a bit impatient.
"Coming, Minister. Come along, R2." A voice Errol knew too well said. His eyes widened as he looked to see a golden protocol droid and a white and blue astromech enter the shuttle. It's C3-PO and R2-D2. He tried to hide his face in the most natural way he could to make sure they don't notice him and potentially ruin the plan.
"Final call for Star-Commuter Shuttle ST-45, bound for Garel." The same male voice said through loudspeakers, right as Kanan entered the shuttle just as it was closing. The voice then said the same thing in an alien language. Kanan was walking past Ezra and Chopper getting physical and he sat behind the teen.
"Sentients, please prepare for takeoff." A droid, acting as the pilot said to everyone aboard. The shuttle then flew out into space and entered Hyperspace to Garel.
Everyone relaxed as they were heading for their destination, though Chopper would pester Ezra by tapping his arm.
Wabo said something in his language and because Threepio was there, he can translate.
"Amda Wabo is most honoured you are joining him on Garel Minister Tua." He translated.
"And, uh, if I might add a personal note-" He then said but got interrupted by Ezra who was fighting against Chopper.
"Will you cut it out! You have plenty of room! Stop crowding me." Ezra spat at the astromech. Chopper, in response, electroshocked the teen.
"Kid, how 'bout you get that rust bucket under control?" Kanan said to Ezra, which made Chopper beep angrily and try to shock him but was dodged.
"Mind your own business!" Ezra snapped at him and Chopper shocked him again.
"Hey, pilot. Isn't there some rule against droids in the passenger area?" Kanan asked the droid pilot.
"*sigh* I am sorry, sir. Your astromech must proceed to the back of the craft." The droid informed them.
"Hey, if my astromech's banished, then those two astromechs are banished too." Ezra reasoned. Errol couldn't help but smirk at the fact that Threepio got called an astromech.
"Astromech? Me?" Threepio scoffed.
"I have never been so insulted. I'll have you know that I am a protocol droid, fluent in over six million-" He then was about to go into a rant but stopped because of Maketh.
"Pilot, these two droids are with me and I am on Imperial business." She tried to argue back against the pilot.
"Sorry, ma'am, but these are Imperial regulations." He told her. She now knew there was no way she could win this.
"But, Minister-"
"I can't risk an incident spoiling these negotiations. Go!" She snapped at the protocol droid, and so he and R2, along with Chopper have to move to the back.
"Oh, this is so humiliating. Trust an astromech to ruin everything." Threepio said, walking to the back, walking past the Ghost crew. R2 beeped in response.
"Secret mission. What secret mission?" He asked his fellow droid. Of course, the whole thing with Chopper was an act to progress the plan.
Wabo said something to Maketh, but it was useless.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wabo. I-I don't understand you." She said. Zeb and Sabine smiled as the next phase of the plan can start.
"Hello. Excuse me. I couldn't help noticing your predicament. If it's of any help, my ward here is quite fluent." Zeb butted in, talking about Sabine.
"Oh, I would never presume. Though it would be good practice for my level five exams at the Imperial Academy. No, no. But I couldn't." She acted, humbly refusing.
"You're a level five academy student? *chuckles* I was too, once upon a time." Maketh said, falling for the act. Errol looked back to see the droids interact and saw Chopper being hostile towards R2 which he didn't like as he will always like R2.
"Now, please ask Mr. Wabo where the shipment is being held." Maketh requested from Sabine and so her and Wabo conversed in his language.
"He said Bay 17." She 'translated'. He really said Bay 7 but the crew needed to go to that one so she lied to send them somewhere else.
"Sentients, we are approaching Garel. Please prepare for landing." The pilot informed everyone before they exited Hyperspace and reached their destination. The city they're heading to is surrounded by a desert with canyons and cliffs surrounding it and the sky was a cool purple.
They landed at a spaceport where some Stormtroopers were waiting.
Everyone then exited the shuttle with Errol making sure he is behind Threepio and R2 to avoid being recognised.
"My dear, you did great service to your Empire today. Now focus on those level fives." Maketh told Sabine and then caught up with R2, Threepio and Wado.
"Oh, I will, Minister. It's been such an honour. Thank you." Sabine thanked in an exaggerated way and Zeb smacked her playfully on the shoulder. The Ghost crew walked one way, while Maketh and her company walked towards the troopers. Kanan ran past the troopers.
"Take us straight to Bay 17." Maketh instructed the Stormtroopers.
"Yes, Minister." One of the troopers replied and then they all walked out of the bay.
"Bay 7." Sabine informed Ezra as she and Errol put their helmets on and walked out. Ezra ran up and climbed on crates into a vent that was small enough for him to crawl through.
"Kanan, I thought you and Errol were gonna teach me Jedi stuff. So far, all I'm doing is thieving and I already knew how to do that." He complained through the comlink.
"Just get to Bay 7, open the door, and we all get paid." Kanan responded as Ezra climbed up the vent.
"So we steal to stay alive. See? Told you I already knew this." Ezra backed up his point.
"Just stop whining and get on with it." Errol barked at him.
Ezra reached the ceiling of the port and ran in the direction to where the bay was only to stop when he reached a huge gap. He backs up and closes his eyes, trying to tune in with the Force. He then made his jump and made it to the other side and then jumped a few more times and reached the bat he needed to get to. He grinned and entered the vent and entered the bay, where there are some crates in the middle.
"Okay, I'm in Bay 7." He informed the others.
He then jumped down, landing hard on his feet and opened the door, letting the others in.
"Well, kid, you pulled it off." Zeb slow clapped, fairly impressed with the teen.
"Was there any doubt?" He asked them all, rather cocky.
"Yes." They all answered at once. Errol, Zeb and Sabine patted him on the shoulder as they walked past him. Kanan walked over to a hangar and opened it up so they could get onboard the Ghost.
"Almost there." Hera said over the comms.
"Got it. We just got the goods." Errol informed her just as she landed the ship.
"Do we know what exactly Vizago has us stealing yet?" Hera asked.
Kanan ran back to the others as Zeb opened one of the crates, only to gasp, drop the lid and step back. Everyone was confused and concerned.
"Karabast." He said. Sabine looked inside and was impressed.
"Whoa. They're T-7 Ion Disruptors. These were banned by the Senate. You can short circuit an entire ship with these." Sabine explained what they are, pulling one out to examine it. Errol frowned.
"That's not why they were banned." Zeb stated.
"If that's the case, why would an Imperial Minister want them?" Errol asked, causing everyone to consider the reason.
Kanan put the Disruptor back in the crate and closed it.
"Get 'em aboard before company comes." Kanan instructed everyone and they hurried double time to get the weapons aboard their ship.
"Hurry! We're running out of-" Kanan was warning them but….
"Time's up!" Ezra interrupted and stopped with Zeb as they saw Maketh, her company and the Stormtroopers coming right up to them.
"We're busted." Ezra muttered as Zeb bared his teeth.
"Hands up." A trooper ordered the two. Zeb did as asked but also started walking up to them.
"What are you doing?" Ezra asked in confusion. Errol, Kanan and Sabine watched the whole thing as they weren't noticed by the troopers.
"There a problem here?" Zeb asked the Imperials.
Wabo said something rather angrily.
"Amba Wabo says those crates contain his Disruptors." Threepio translated as he and R2 caught up.
"Uh, must be some accident. Can't possibly be Disruptors in there 'cause they're illegal, right?" Zeb tried to act innocent.
Kanan and Errol got their blasters out and Errol signalled Sabine to get the weapons she's pushing onto the ship. They then ran towards Ezra while Sabine made her way to the Ghost.
"That's irrelevant. We're going to search your crates." Maketh told the Lasat.
"Be my guest." He told her.
"Forward!" The commanding trooper told a few of his troops and they walked to the crates.
"On second thought." Zeb changed his mind and grabbed the troopers and threw them at the rest, knocking them all down except for one. He then charged headfirst at him and threw him around as the rest got back up and started firing their blasters. Zeb then growled as he beat more of them up, in a level of anger that even Errol hasn't seen him in.
"You want Disruptors, you gotta come through me!" Zeb cried out, wielding his bo-rifle and using it to strike down some more troopers.
"Never again! You're trying to shoot me? You missed!" He then mocked them and took some more troopers down, shocking one of them.
"Get those crates aboard ship, now!" Kanan ordered Ezra as he and Errol assisted Zeb by firing their blasters at the troopers.
"Uh, right." Ezra said as he pushed the crates.
Maketh and Wabo were behind a container for cover. Wabo spoke to her, frustrated.
"Will you please stop talking!" She snapped at him, stunning the alien. Somewhere else, Threepio and R2 were behind cover as well.
"Brigands, R2. We're surrounded by brigands. The mission is doomed and so are we." Threepio whined. The two droids then saw Chopper go past them towards the Ghost and R2 decided to follow him.
"What? R2! R2! Where do you think you're going?" Threepio questioned as he followed the white and blue astromech.
Sabine helped Ezra push the crates into the ship while the three droids followed them in.
"Following that droid?" Threepio questioned and R2 beeped.
"Well, he certainly seems to be on a mission, so you had better accelerate yourself." Threepio told R2 as they entered.
"Spectre-4, time to go!" Kanan said to Zeb who held a trooper by the neck.
"Yeah, we need to leave, big guy!" Errol agreed as the two Jedi fired their blasters still. Zeb realised and let go of the trooper.
"Right." He said and then the three ran as fast as they could to the Ghost.
"Spectre-6 to Ghost. We're good to go." Errol informed Hera through the comms just as they got onboard..
"Going." She replied, bringing the ship back on and flying out of there, back to Lothal.
In the cargo bay, Everyone stood there, looking at the passengers Chopper brought aboard.
"Hey, Chopper, when did you make new friends?" Errol remarked, with his helmet still on so that the two droids don't recognise him.
"I am C3-PO and this is my counterpart, R2-D2." Threepio introduced the two.
"I was translating for Minister Tua when we were attacked by thieves like, uh, you." He then said, seeing Kanan and Zeb.
Zeb then got up on the railing above the cargo bay, looking down at everyone there.
"We have company. Imperial droids." Kanan said.
"They're not, really. They have no reason to be with the Imperials at all. I recognize them as Senator Organa's droids." Errol stated a fact, surprising everyone of his knowledge before climbing up the ladder to go get something to eat.
"It doesn't matter, they were with Imperials. Spectre-5, let's get a couple restraining bolts on these two." Kanan said.
"Yep. On it." She agreed, climbing up the ladder.
"Spectre-7, Spectre-3, keep an eye on 'em." He then ordered Ezra and Chopper before leaving.
"Right. That'll happen." Ezra said.
"Excuse me, sir, but this is a terrible mistake. My partner and I are in service of Minister Tua of Lothal-" Threepio was trying to say to Ezra, while R2 was watching Kanan and Zeb.
"Kanan. A word?" Zeb requested.
"Can it wait? If I don't confirm our rendezvous with Vizago, we'll have done all of this for nothing." Kanan told him.
"Yeah. About that... Maybe this time, we don't sell to Vizago, eh? Maybe we get those Disruptors out of circulation instead." Zeb argued, not knowing that R2 was spying on their conversation. Sabine climbed back down the ladder.
"Least we got 'em out of Imperial circulation. When I was translating, I found out they were shipping those T-7s as prototypes so the Empire can mass produce them on Lothal." She told them and then slid down the ladder.
"See, Zeb? Perfect crime. We steal weapons meant for the Empire and sell them for credits we desperately need to keep this bird flying." Kanan said, comforting the Lasat with his arm around his shoulders.
"Oh, hey. If we need credits, maybe Vizago will buy those two droids." Sabine suggested.
"Yeah. Good idea." Kanan replied before climbing up the ladder.
Errol grabbed a couple of energy bars and joined Hera in the cockpit. He sat in the co-pilot seat and started eating while he was thinking about Threepio and R2.
"It just doesn't make sense." He muttered. Hera heard him right as they entered Hyperspace.
"What doesn't?" She asked, interested in what he meant.
"Those two droids we picked up. I happen to know that they belong to Bail Organa and yet they're with Imperials. How does that happen?" He said. She scrunched her eyebrows upon hearing this.
"I don't know, really." She said as Errol finished his first bar and started on his second.
Errol as he ate his second bar took this chance to stare at Hera and take in her beauty and to see her in her zone as a pilot. That was something he admired about her.
The two then heard shouting from the hallway. They noticed it was both Zeb and Ezra.
"Ezra? Come in here." Hera requested, like a mother with their child.
"Hera, Errol, Zeb's booted me from my own-" He started to complain.
"We know." The two said in unison.
"But maybe you could cut Zeb a little slack today." Hera finished. Ezra couldn't believe what he just heard.
"Oh, the way he cuts me slack?" He snapped back at her.
"Do you realise what a T-7 Disruptor is, in particular, what it does to an organic being?" Errol asked him.
"Uh, no." He answered honestly, taken aback by the question as he sat in one of the free seats.
"Well, Zeb knows. Because it's what the Imperials used on his people when they cleared his home world. Very few Lasats survived. And none remain on Lasan." Hera explained. Ezra now felt bad and Errol can't help but feel angry for what the Empire did. He had heard this before but he still can't help but get angry.
"I… I guess I could cut him a little slack." Ezra said, scratching the back of his head.
"Good man." Hera said and Errol smirked, seeing that Ezra said that.
"So, how's the Jedi training going with Errol and Kanan?" She then asked the teen.
"Jedi training? Never heard of it." He said, sinking in his seat.
"Yeah, we haven't gotten around to it yet. Partly because of Kanan." Errol backed him up. Hera couldn't help but roll her eyes at this since this kind of behaviour is why their relationship fell apart.
"We'll see about that." She sighed right before they exited Hyperspace and were in orbit of Lothal.
"Home, sweet home." Ezra muttered.
They reached where Vizago usually meets them out in the plains of Lothal around some rocks.
The whole crew were in the cargo bay with Hera and Kanan climbing down the ladder, after having a conversation.
"Can we discuss this later?" He asked the Twi'lek.
"That's fine, Kanan. But we will discuss it." She reminded him, sternly, making him sigh in defeat.
R2-D2 started beeping, getting everyone's attention.
"Oh, right. This R2 says its real mission was to make sure the T-7s never reached the Empire, and that his master will pay handsomely for their return." Sabine translated.
"And is your master, Senator Bail Organa?" Errol asked R2 and the astromech nodded.
"I knew it." Errol said.
"I'll think about it." Kanan said.
"So, we're not selling the droids but we're selling the T-7's? We don't even know who Vizago's buyer is." Zeb questioned.
"We know it's not the Empire and I already made a deal with Vizago. So let's get these crates off the boat." Kanan told the crew. As they pushed the crates out, they didn't know that Threepio made a call to some Imperials, in particular to Kallus.
The crew showed the Disruptors to Vizago, who pulled one of them out.
"Oh. I can make some beautiful music with these." Vizago commented, unknowingly hitting a nerve for Zeb.
"They're not that kind of instrument!" He snapped.
"Calm down, Zeb. It'll be alright." Errol tried to calm his friend down.
"Ah. You just have to know how to play them. And how to play those who want to buy them." Vizago stated with a smile.
"You have to buy them from us first." Ezra butted in.
"Finally. Someone on your crew who understands business." Vizago said to Kanan. His droids started to unload the crates.
"Let's just get this over with." Kanan groaned.
Before anything else can occur, Vizago heard a ship approach so he turned to see an Imperial transport ship with some Walkers. Errol noticed as well and his eyes widened.
"What is this? You were followed!" Vizago yelled at the Ghost crew.
"That's not possible." Hera told him.
"Tell that to the Empire!" He shot back.
"Leave the rest. We're gone!" He then said to his droids and they carried the ones they had off.
"You haven't paid us." Kanan spat at the guy.
"Cikatro Vizago doesn't pay for half a shipment. And he doesn't pay for trouble with Imperials. My friends, I hope you live to bargain another day. And if you don't…. Eh." Vizago replied before flying off.
"We are not doing any more deals and jobs for him again." Errol stated to Kanan.
"I hear you." He agreed.
The whole crew then watched the Imperial ship come closer to their location.
"Shouldn't we be going too?" Sabine questioned.
"We can't let these Disruptors fall into Imperial hands. Sabine, destroy the guns." Kanan replied.
"Ha. Now you're speaking my language. I'll go get my gear." She replied and started running to the ship.
"R2-D2, stop! What are you doing?" Threepio said, making Sabine stop on her tracks. R2 beeped back to him.
"Joining the crew?" The protocol droid repeated. Sabine took her helmet off and listened to what R2 was telling her about the Disruptors.
"Of course. Overload the Disruptors and boom! Good call, little guy. You can join our crew anytime." Sabine praised the astromech and patted him.
"Well, short my circuits." Threepio groaned, along with Chopper.
"Hera, Errol, help Sabine open the crates. Zeb, Ezra, line 'em up. Meanwhile, I'll deal with the Walkers." He told everyone and grabbed one of the Disruptors. And just as he said that, the Walkers got on the ground and started moving to the crew and started firing at them.
They got into cover while Kanan took the Disruptor and fired it at one of the Walkers and it crashed and malfunctioned. Kanan was about to fire at the other one but it fired and missed him narrowly, making him get thrown back. Both Errol and Hera got around and fired their blasters at the Walker but then it turned to them.
"Run!" Errol barked and they ran for their lives as the Walker fired and narrowly missed them. With the cover of some dust, they got behind some rocks and hid.
Zeb helped Kanan up and got behind one of the rocks with their weapons out, seeing the ship land and Kallus with his Stormtroopers coming out.
"Advance and fire." Kallus ordered his troops.
Threepio saw Kallus and made his way to him.
"Thank you. Thank you. I knew some form of rescue would arrive." He said to himself. Everyone was stunned, especially Errol.
"What?! That bloody traitor!" Errol hissed.
"I told R2 but he thinks so ill of Stormtroopers." He then said but the troopers started firing at him and he had to get into cover, while Kanan and Zeb fired back.
"Chopper, ready the ship for takeoff!" Hera ordered the old astromech as she and Errol were chased by the Walker.
As Zeb shot a trooper down, Kallus showed up.
"You! Lasat!" He spat as he to the surprise of Zeb, pulled out a bo-rifle of his own.
"Face me!" He roared and Zeb accepted the challenge.
"Wait!/Zeb!" Kanan and Ezra yelled, worried for Zeb.
Kallus and Zeb charged and battle cried at each other with their bo-rifles in hand. They became as fast as lightning, swinging their weapons at each other until Zeb knocked Kallus off his feet.
"Only the Honour Guard of Lasan may carry a bo-rifle!" Zeb snarled at the Imperial.
"I know. *cackles* I removed it from a guardsman myself." Kallus laughed and got back up on his feet.
"I was there when Lasan fell. I know why you fear those Disruptors. I gave the order to use them." Kallus revealed, striking a nerve within the Lasat and they continued fighting.
Kanan and Ezra got into cover and saw the fight between the two. Kallus saw an opening and shocked Zeb, making him roar in pain and that just made him more focused on their fight but Kallus shocked him again.
"Ah! That fool Lasat's gonna get himself killed." Kanan said in frustration as the Stormtroopers were charging up their position.
"Okay, we're ready." Sabine informed him as she finished tweaking the Disruptors. He and Ezra then grabbed them and pushed them in the direction of the troopers.
"Everyone, push!" Sabine ordered R2 and Threepio and they pushed some Disruptors towards the Walker that was chasing Hera and Errol.
They all then ran as the Disruptors beeped rapidly until they exploded, destroying the Walker and knocking out the troopers.
The explosions though caused the ground to shake, making everyone either stumble or fall, including Zeb and Kallus, who took a chance and shocked Zeb for the third time, making him fall onto his knees. He accepted his fate, but Ezra who was watching the whole thing had to do something about it.
"No!" He screamed with his hands out and he ended up Force pushing Kallus, causing him to fly back and roll on the ground and hit a rock, unconscious. Errol and Kanan saw this and were shocked. Even Ezra as he stared at his hands in pure shock.
Hera also looked and was surprised.
"Spectre-2, Spectre-6, get the kid aboard." Kanan ordered Hera and Errol.
"Right." Hera said and they both grabbed Ezra and pulled him to the Ghost. Sabine helped R2 back up.
"Guys, move!" Errol ordered everyone and they all headed to the ship.
"Zeb! Come on, big guy. We gotta get out of here. Zeb?" Kanan asked, seeing the Lasat in a weak state. He then noticed his hand move to grab the bo-rifle. He pulled him up to his feet and carried him to the ship.
"Will our torment ever end?" Threepio questioned as everyone got onboard. Errol then closed the ramp.
"Chopper, get us out of here." Hera ordered him through her comlink and they flew out of there.
Everyone gathered around Zeb, with Sabine and Errol taking their helmets off.
"Are you okay, big guy?" Errol asked, concerned.
"Yeah, I'm okay." He groaned and got up on his feet, with the help of both Kanan and Errol.
"Thanks, guys. Appreciate the save." He thanked the two Jedi.
"Wasn't us, Zeb." Errol corrected him, causing the Lasat to look at him in confusion.
"It was Ezra." Kanan told him, making the teen the centre of everyone's attention.
"And Ezra, your formal Jedi training starts tomorrow." He then said and Ezra smiled, with Hera placing a hand on his shoulder with a smile as well.
They came across an Alderaan Cruiser with the master of the two droids onboard. Because Errol knows their master, Bail Organa, he will hand them over to him.
They met and Errol handed the droids over, which garnered him the credits Bail offered.
"Thank you, sir." Errol said kindly to the Senator.
"Well, I'm very fond of these droids." Bail said.
"I'm just glad they're out of Imperial hands and back to where they belong." Errol said, patting R2.
"The simplest gesture of kindness can fill a galaxy with hope." Bail said. Errol narrowed his eyes slightly because he knew that saying.
"That's a Jedi saying." He pointed out.
"Safe travels, Errol." He bid farewell to the young Jedi.
"Safe travels, Senator Organa." He too bid farewell and left the ship onto the Ghost.
"Well?" Kanan asked. Errol grabbed the credits and showed them off,
"I think we did well. Now let's resupply." Errol told everyone, smiling directly at Hera who smiled back.
Not that much done with Errol and Hera here but it'll be more present in later chapters. And of note, some chapters won't be as long as others since the roles of characters can be small in some of the episodes in the show and I'm just trying to adapt them as best as I can.