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This chapter goes to ValkyrieBaymax because they wanted to see the reactions so I said. Why not?

Tarkin's P.O.V (Lets see how this pans out... ... ... this is going to be hard)

Walking through the halls of my ship, I finally make it to my office. I had just finished up with my daily routine of drinking my coffee, getting rid of loose ends and my personal favorite, watching everyone beneath me squirm in their seats. Such a lovely life, the empire offers you. That is if you have been here long enough to get a raise. Slowly I sat down into my overly comfy chair sighing in exhaustion as I let the fatigue take over.

A couple hours must have passed because there was a knock on my door, and I wasn't expecting a visitor for another two hours. "Come in."

It was the Fifth Brother. Ah, I've seen too many of their kind to even flinch under those yellow eyes. Lord Vader's mechanical breathing is just a thing in the past to me. "Grand Moff Tarkin," I love my title, it makes me feel so proud of joining the Empire, "the results are in."

"Hand them over." I subconsciously leaned forward into my chair as he approached. He placed the pad down in front of me. "I see, well then I guess Agent Kallus has earned his keep. Go see what he's doing, I haven't heard from him in awhile."

"Yes sir." Then the Fifth Brother exited the room.

Yes, the life of the empire is worth dying for. Even the rebels couldn't deny that this part of life is good. In a couple of minutes, a knock sounded on the door. "Come in."

The Fifth Brother waltzed in, and by the look of his face I could tell that he was a bit confused. "Sir, Agent Kallus is covered in orange paint and he had a pile of letters that he held close to him. It turns out the rebels sent him a package and he foolishly opened it."

Serves him right. "Did you see what the letters wrote?"

"No, I didn't bother. He already looked embarrassed."

I waved him away, "go tell the Seventh Sister to abstract one of his letters and bring it to me."

He merely nodded his head and walked away. Finally peace and quiet. For the time being.

I didn't have to wait long before the door just swung open. Argh, I have told her more than twenty times to knock before opening. "Next time you don't knock, I'll place you on cleaning duty." I growled.

"Relax old man," old man, I hate it when she says that, "I've got what you wanted, and it seems pretty interesting." She tossed the letter onto the desk before crossing her arms.

I quickly scanned through it. "Garbage. Get it out of my sight."

"Will do." She replied before heading out the room.

I was just about to fall back asleep when a light knock sounded on the door. I sighed. "Come in."

"Sir," it was cadet Leonis, "you should take a look outside."

I swiveled my chair around only to find to my shock that Agent Kallus' ship was painted in bright neon colors, but that wasn't my problem, my problem was those huge disgusting words that were brighter than any color saying #TarkinTurd. To me that says #KillAgentKallus. "Bring me Agent Kallus, stat!"

He is going to wish he never knew my name. I could already feel my blood pressure rising. Glaring down at the group of people taking pictures with it, I banged my fist harshly onto my desk.

I watched the digital clock slowly tick on before there was a timid knock on the door. "Get in here before I just shoot you!"

Agent Kallus stumbled in, orange paint all over his suit much to my amusement, he loves to keep his suit clean. "Y-yes sir?"

"I think you know why I called you in here." I drummed my fingers on the desk.

"The letter?" Agent Kallus tried.

"No, you imbecile, your ship! Clean that up right now, the audacity to even think of writing that here is beyond me." By this time I had risen from my chair and was stalking my way towards the cowering figure of the ISB Agent.

"But sir-"

"-Shut it, get out of my office and you clean that all by yourself!" I yelled, smirking as I watched him dart out the room. I was still smirking until I looked out the window to see the neon lights still flashing with those discriminating words. I sighed in defeat, I know it probably wasn't Agent Kallus, it was probably a prank from the Rebels. But still, I like having the ISB squirm underneath me, I have to remind him whose in charge every once in awhile.

Hera's P.O.V

Well all those problems ironed out pretty soon. I found the culprit to Ezra and Zeb's fiasco, refueled the Ghost, shot down the TIE's courtesy of Kanan and Sabine, and now I can relax carefree in my favorite chair in the Ghost, the pilot's chair. So many things done in such a short amount of time, I'd think that this was going to finally be my day off.

That quickly changed.

I decided that we minds well as get some supplies for the Ghost since we are here and there isn't a lot of troopers looking for us. I was going to send Zeb and Ezra, but then, when have they ever accomplished such a simple task without almost getting captured or starting a game called pin the lasers on the Ghost? I quickly scratched them off and thought of BB-M8 and Chopper. Terrible idea. BB-M8 is still teasing Chopper about him being a tree and Chopper says that BB-M8 is a wannabe rebel. Well I could do Kanan and Sabine, but they've done so much for me without asking. Well... Kanan would do that anyway. Sabine and Zeb? Ezra would sneak along. Sabine and Chopper? BB-M8 would tag along with Ezra not to far behind. Sabine and- wait. Why not I go?

Hoping out of my chair I slid down the nearby ladder.

"Where are you going Hera?" Kanan looked over the railing.

"I'm just getting some supplies, wanna come?" I asked.

"No-" crash, bang, smash!

"Seriously, this time it was Chopper!"

"You admit it was you. ARGH!"

"You know what... I think I would rather go out with you." Kanan spoke up.

"What?" I questioned.

"You know what I mean." Kanan laughed nervously scratching the back of his head, "can I drive?"

"I'm driving." I replied.

***Break***

We had successfully gotten all of the supplies plus a couple of items that Kanan said looked cute on me. I smiled fingering the necklace that he had bought not too long ago. I was still walking when I noticed that Kanan had stopped and he had a worried expression on his face.

"What is it love?" I inquired.

"Hera, we need to go." Kanan sounded really worried.

I was about to say something when I heard a thud behind me and a feminine voice from behind. "Where do you think you're going."

My head did a 180 turn before I rushed back to the comfort of Kanan. I don't know who that strange woman is but something tells me that she is bad news.

"Who is that." I whispered to Kanan afraid that it might be who I thought it was. "That's not a crazy ex girlfriend that you were friends with back on Gorse was it. Not one of those bartenders daughters that you said wanted you to marry them?"

"Huh?" Kanan looked confused.

"Nothing." I blushed slightly.

"No this is the Seventh Sister, or just another inquisitor that I'm going to take out!" Kanan spoke his voice rising as he quickly attached his lightsaber and vaulted towards her.

The battle began and I barely had a moments notice to hide. They seemed to be evenly matched, the Seventh Sister was quick and agile while Kanan was well Kanan. Then for a split second Kanan decided to see if I was okay and that's when it went downhill. The Seventh Sister saw her opening and took it landing a well aimed kick onto Kanan's stomach. He fell to the ground his lightsaber still in his hands. She jumped up ready to impale Kanan into the ground when he rolled out the way just in time.

"Stop wasting my time! I came here to deliver something to her." The Seventh Sister hissed pointing towards me.

What? We haven't even met and she wants to give me something?

Kanan jumped back up and ignited his lightsaber which had instinctively turned off when he fell. "I'm sure you can place it down and get going. You don't have to hand it to her."

"You're right." The Seventh Sister chuckled. Reaching into her shirt she pulled out an envelope and laid it on the ground. Then she quickly turned around and sprinted off the other way.

"Aren't you going to get her?" I questioned.

"Well, I was, but now I'm curious about this letter." Kanan spoke while putting his lightsaber away. I nodded.

Picking it up I slowly opened it up, from the looks of it, it has already been tampered with. What was in the letter left me breathless and a little embarrassed. Just make sure Kanan doesn't read it and I'm fine. No, and Agent Kallus will be fine.

"Hera, can I see?" Kanan asked.

"Wha- no, no Kanan I'd rather you not." I gushed.

"What, it can't be that bad if it came from the Seventh Sister." Kanan crossed his arms.

I shook my head quickly, then without warning he lunged for the envelope and successfully ripped it away from my trembling fingers. I didn't dare take my eyes off of him. His first reaction was horror which quickly changed to anger and then hurt. Placing down the letter he looked at me with a shocked expression. "How long have you two been writing letters?"

I almost fell backwards. "What? Kanan, this is the first letter I've ever gotten. You've got to be kidding me. I'd never write to this jerk, he's thwarted our plans so many times."

Kanan just shook his head. "Hera... when were you going to tell me?"

I burst out laughing. "Kanan, come on. You're not serious! Are you?" His dead pan look told me all that I needed. "Oh."

"Let's just get back." Kanan sighed crumpling the letter and shoving it in his pocket.

***Break***

We arrived back to the Ghost in complete silence. Zeb greeted us at the entrance along with BB-M8. "Hey you two, you've been gone for awhile. Is it that Valentines Day love?"

"More like Valentines Day break-up." Kanan grumbled throwing the letter to Zeb much to my horror.

"Wait, no don't read that!" I yelled reaching for it. It was too late, Zeb had read it and since I had shouted Ezra, Chopper and Sabine came to see what the commotion was all about.

"Hera, wow, Agent Kallus is in love with you. I have never read a more heartfelt letter in my life, I bet Kanan couldn't write one better. Is that why you're in a sour mood Kanan, because you can't write a better letter then Kallus?" Zeb chuckled handing the letter to Ezra.

"Shut it." Kanan mumbled climbing the ladder, but he stopped short when he heard a gasp elicit from Sabine and Ezra.

"See what I mean." Zeb laughed. He thinks this is funny, this could ruin Kanera, err, I mean this could ruin my bond with Kanan.

"Actually Zeb... Sabine and I wrote this as a prank for Kallus." Ezra started.

"What?" Kanan lost his footing and fell from the ladder.

"Yeah, we uhh, didn't know that they'd be crazy enough to send it back." Sabine laughed slightly.

"There's something on the back." Ezra then picked it up and started reading. "Nice prank Rebels - Seventh Sister."

"Well, at least someone gets it." Sabine smirked.

Zeb then glanced at them. "Wait... you two, wrote a love letter together? I can't believe you guys are growing up!"

Extras 16:

We smoothed it out. I had Sabine and Ezra tell us everything. I must admit that prank would've been epic if I could've seen the results. Sabine told us that Agent Kallus should have orange paint all over his outfit. Then Ezra told us that one of his cadet friends stole a bunch of neon paint and painted his ship in neon colors with a disapproving sign that went with it.

I think I finally fixed the transmission, that or they just got to bored to be torturing me.

'I didn't get bored, I just don't know what to say'

Spectre Lof Out.

Great. I just had to think didn't I.

Finally, I can spend the rest of my Saturday watching episodes of the Flash and DC's Legends of tomorrow. Then later I can be trolled on TriForce hereos by double teamers in the coliseum or people that just give others a hard time in team mode. Yeah. JK I like writing about this and know I want to start another fanfiction called 'Rebel Whump' obviously it's just going to be one to two-shots of the rebels getting hurt. Yes, Kallus can get hurt too just tell me what you think.

Starlight Moon Midnight - Yes, thanks. Thanks, that was my good little plot bunny pulling out some old tricks *pets the bunny only for it to lash out and try to bite me I love getting prompts, yes I do have a lot of prompts but if there is something that you would particularly like to see then tell me what it is you want and it will be in my long line of prompts waiting to be written/read. Yeah, I had to do that part. I miss the Fifth Bro and Seventh Sis. Also that is genius, the prank about Sato! I will definitely use that. I don't know why I didn't think of that. It's much better a prank then a 'surprise ice bucket challenge'. No offense.

RebelHelper - Okay, look forward to that sometime next month 'kay?

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