Tala: No! No! No! *screams and flips table* xI
B.O.B: Tala, calm down.
Tala: You're asking the impossible right now!
B.O.B: It'll be fine. Just chill!
Tala: Chill? Chill?! How can I be chill after watch Rebels Resolve! So much happened! I can't take it! You do the Important stuff, I'm out of here, I need to go find a corner to rage or cry in. I have yet to decide. *storms away*
B.O.B: All the corners are infested with Arcas armies. Now what?
Tala: *pops head back into room* The disclaimer and stuff. We can't have people believe we own Rebels. Thats just not right. *walks away again*
B.O.B: How dull.
B.O.B.: Disclaimer: Star Wars Rebels does, nor will it ever, belong to us. That right belongs to disney.
He hated her. For a long time he hated her. He hated that she went digging through his things. He hated that she built a lightsaber out his. He hated her for everything. After Kanan was gone Arcas hated Lara for a lot of things. But . . . After they returned to the ship Lara wouldn't eat, wouldn't sleep and didn't speak. . . It was months after Kanan's death that Lara finally spoke again. . . And all she had said was "I'm sorry. It should have been me." . . .
Though he was angry at her, Arcas could not bare to see his sister in that state again. His cruel words of the previous night swirled through Arcas's mind as he laid in bed staring up at the ceiling. With a heavy sigh Acras rolling out of bed. He had intended to climb into her bed and whisper his apology into her ear before going back to sleep in her bunk. But to Arcas's surprise only Platt laid in the bottom bunk. Panic would have shot through the boy had they been at the tower. Since they were not at the tower and were actual on the Ghost, Arcas figured he would find Lara where she pretty much always was when they were on the freighter, the cockpit with Hera. Quietly exiting their cabin and made his way onto the bridge. Opening the doors he was surprised to see only one of the seats taken up.
"Where's your clone?" Arcas asked as he walked up to pilot and leaned on the control panel, but was careful not accidentally press any buttons.
"She went to see an old friend." Hera's distant tone that was more than a hint to Arcas. Rage filled him like wild fire. Storming off Arcas went to the turret and began to fiddle with his blaster, dark thoughts creeping into his mind. After what seemed to an hour he heard the Phantom return. Stashing his blaster Arcas began to make his way up the ladder and to the bridge. He could hear his father in the caff as he went. He found Lara still in the Phantom, sitting on one of the chairs with her arms around her knees.
"Thanks for inviting me." He said in a dry tone as he leaned against the wall across from her, arms crossed as he glared down at her.
"I wasn't my idea." Lara said softly looking up at her brother. "Why should you care anyways?"
"Why should I care?" Acras detached himself from the wall. "Why should I care?! I loved Kanan! I would never have gotten him killed! You got him killed! You don't deserve to go to his grave! You didn't deserve to be his Padawan!"
"Would you rather I had die in his place?" Lara's voice was still soft despite the fact that Arcas was yelling at her. Her words caught Arcas off guard. She had said them too smoothly for a twelve year old girl. "Would you rather I be dead little brother?"
The words came out before Arcas could stop them. "It would have been better if you did. I should have been born the padawan, not you. Kanan would still be alive then!"
Lara raised to her feet at that moment. "Than kill me if it'll make you happy. I'd rather be dead than have you constantly reminding me of the one thing I don't want to remember."
"No one will miss you big sister."
"The reason you weren't born a jedi is because I am far better than you could ever be. Why else did master Kanan love me more than you?" with that Lara left the Phantom, leaving her brother dazed. Anger filled to boy like never before. He wanted to hurt her. He wanted to take something from her. He marched off the their room in search of anything he could take from her. Yanking open a draw and grinned. He snathed the object that caught his attention and ran from the room. . .
It was hours later that Lara found Arcas in the turret. "Arcas?" when he didn't reply Lara continued. "Arcas, I'm sorry. Master Kanan would have scolded me for my behavior and I know he won't be pleased. It's just-" Lara let out a heavy sigh. "You weren't there Arcas. You don't know what happened." tears began to roll down the girl's face. "Mom says no one blames me, but I know better. You and I both blame me and rightfully so. Arcy, Kanan would have loved for you to be his padawan, he told me so when we were training. Arcas? Please say something." When Arcas didn't move or say anything Lara left, not realizing her brother was asleep.
Arcas awoke and found himself in the turret. He barely had time to sit up when Jem came in and punched his older brother. "You jerk!"
"Huh? What do you want tinker boy?"
"She came here to say sorry and you just made her cry! I know your a jerk but really?! All she's ever done is look after us and you have to go and hurt her! Why are you such a monster?!" Jem hissed. He raised his fist and swung again, but Arcas caught it this time.
"What are you on about?"
"Lara. She locked herself in the Phantom and won't come out! She's been crying for hours!"
"What does that have to do with me?"
"You're the reason she's crying in the first place!"
"She didn't look anywhere near crying when she stormed off."
"Arcas," Jem's tone was suddenly soft. "when are you going to learn. Lara would happily have traded places with Kanan. Don't encourage her to join him." With that Jem left.
Arcas confusion turned to fear. He ran to the ladder, climbing up it as fast as he could Arcas reached the bridge. He ran through the hallway, through the commons and up the ladder. He ran up to the Phantom and banged on the hatch. "Lara! Lara open up!"
There was no response. Paniced Arcas bangged harder. "Lara!" He whirled around trying to find another way to open the door and spotted Lara in a corner and not in the Phantom at all. Relived to see her Arcas walked over to her. Lara was in the ball form she took when she crying. Her face was hidden in her knees and she was slightly rocking.
"Lara?" Arcas said softly. When she didn't move Arcas sat next to her. "Why do we keep doing this Lara? Why do we always hurt each other?"
"Because I'm the monster that took Kanan away from you and Hera. I might as well have stabbed him myself." her voice was soft but it still shook.
"No Lara, you're not. I'm the monster, I made my only big sister cry for no reason other than I was jealous."
"Jealous? Of what?"
"You. Kanan was always spending time with you and dad. The twins were only two years old. What could I have done with them? I . . . I was always left out. When master Kanan spent time with me I didn't feel so alone. I guess out of the two of us, it's better that you're the jedi. I would have destroyed Hera's ship and she'd have buried me alive. Plus. . . I should have told them you were sneaking off. If I had told our parents, they'd have stopped you and nothing would have happened. You would have never gotten hurt and master Kanan would still be here."
"You can't blame yourself Arcas."
"Oh but you get to blame yourself?"
"Yeah cause I'm the older sister!" Playfully punching her younger brother in the shoulder.
"That makes no sense!" Arcas said in annoyance.
"Yes it does!"
"No, it really doesn't!" The two of them glared at each other before laughing. "So is all forgiven?"
"Yes, you're forgiven." They sat side-by-side lightly joking.
"Oh!" Arcas exclaimed. He pulled something out from behind him, reviled to be Lara's saber. She stared at it in confusion. "I stole it for your drawer."
"You little-" Lara sighed and didn't finish. "Jerk." she said playfully as she took it.
"Bossy." Arcas retorted with a smile.
"Love you Arcy." Lara said before jumping up and walk off.
"Love you too Sis." Arcas called after her.
Elsewhere, Ezra smiled to himself. He had been eavesdropping on his eldest two through the force after having sensed Lara in distress earlier. "Those two will be the death of me one of these days." he chuckled softly to himself.
A week later the children all leaned against a wall as they watched the adults prepare for another mission. Though they had gone on one recently they needed more credits. Zeb had gotten injured on their last mission and was being forced to stay behind with the kids.
"I'm fine! I can handle this!" he argued.
Ezra jabbed Zeb in the ribs, the Lasat flenched in pain "You're not going, you're injured. You can manage the kids for a few days." Ezra argued back.
"Ezra, there is no one alive who can handle your pups." Zeb sounded desperate.
"Lara's only twelve years old and she can handle them." Sabine interjected. As if to prove her point Jem and Arcas started fighting but stopped when Lara got involved. "See? You'll be fine. Kids!" Sabine called. They all looked at her. "Let's go!"
The kids and Zeb climbed into the Phantom. Platt smiled up at Zeb. "I so glad you coming with us Zebby!"
"Yep." Zeb said sarcastically. "Can't wait."
"Alright kids, while we're gone Zeb's in charge." Ezra claimed as the tower came into view. Arcas's perked up in his seat, a menacing smile spreading across his face. Only Lara noticed and she gave him a look. Once they land near the tower, Ezra and Sabine kissed their kids goodbye before taking off.
Zeb grumbled as he watched the Phantom disappear into the sky. "Specter 4, we have a few codes you need to know." Lara began with a smile. She had taken hold of Arcas's arm and was dragging him to the tower.
"When Lara say 'lock up' it means she has to lock up the tower and we have to hide." Kya said as she walked beside the Lasat.
"When Lara says 'hide away' it means we have to run to dad's childhood home." Jem said from beside his twin.
Arcas turned and walked backwards so he could join the conversation. "'Last warning' means I should stop whatever it is I'm doing or she'll beat me up." Arcas smiled.
"And we don't know what 'black fog' means." Kya said.
"It's a code only Lara and Arcas know." Jem added.
"Mind filling me in?" Zeb called to Lara who lead the group.
"Can't say around little ears." Lara called over her shoulder.
"Little ears?" Zeb asked.
"That's us." Jem said in annoyance. "We also don't use our real names. Kya is Splat."
"Jem is Sparks." Kya smiled.
"Arcas is Reb and Platt is, well Zebby." Lara said over her shoulder.
"And what do you go by?" Zeb asked Lara.
"Flower." it was Arcas who answered.
They had reached to tower at this point. They made their way up, filling Zeb in on what they normally did as they went. By the time they reached the top Zeb knew everything and claimed to have a headache.
"Tomorrow we make a supply run." Lara said as she ushered her siblings into the tower.
"Hello stink hole." Arcas said to the tower as he entered.
"What about him?" Zeb jerked his head toward Arcas, who had taken up one of their father's old helmets and proceed to put it on.
"He'll listen to me." Lara smiled.
They had only been at the tower for an hour, but that meant nothing. Arcas and Jem started three fights, than Arcas proceed with starting two fights with Zeb. By the time it was dark Lara was exhausted.
"Big sissy I tired." Platt said rubbing his eyes.
"Do you want me to lay with you?" to this the boy only nodded.
Lara laid with Platt on their makeshift bed, gently rubbing his back until he fell asleep. Everyone quietly played card games until the twins went to sleep. Then Arcas, Lara and Zeb went outside. The cool night's breeze was refreshing after being in the stuffy air inside for so long.
"What's 'black fog'?" Zeb asked leaning against the wall.
"It means goodbye." Arcas said looked between the two of them with an expression of both confusion and concern.
"It means I sense the Inquisitor near by and I'm running." Lara sighted. "I will not allow that monster anywhere near my family. Not again. I have a plan for everything."
Zeb laughed. "I doubt that."
Arcas only gave Zeb a look before turning his eyes upward, Lara did the same. They spoke in soft whispers as Zeb watched them. Zeb had just began to realize the weight they carried on their little shoulders, he pitied them. Lara was forced to grow up so fast, Arcas right along with her. It wasn't long before Lara and Arcas joined their siblings in sleep. Zeb was amused by how they all slept so close together as if they couldn't sleep any other way. Zeb eventually fell asleep. When he awoke he found that the children had all moved around him. Lara was curled up against one side of him, her face was so vulnerable that she almost looked younger. Lying on his stomach was Platt, on his other side was the twins. Jem was sandwiched between Kya and Zeb. Arcas laid back-to-back with Lara and looked like an innocent child for once. Zeb realized with great annoyance that he couldn't move without waking them.
Beside him Lara whimpered as if she were having a nightmare. Arcas rolled over and wrapped his arms around her, she eased back into a peaceful sleep. The sound of a tie going over the tower caused both Lara and Arcas to wake up jumping into sitting positions. They stared at the ceiling and waited for a long moment of silence before sighing in relief.
With an exchange of smiles Lara and Arcas gently woke to other children. Once all the children were awake the tower became quit lively. The elder two prepared to leave as Zeb watched the younger three. Zeb, with some annoyance, realized Platt was making a continuous humming noise.
"What is he doing?" Zeb asked no one in particular.
"He's mimicking the sound of the Ghost's engine. It's just what he does when we stay here." Lara shrugged.
"Hey Lara, since Zeb is here do you think we can go with you?" Jem asked, his eyes pleading.
Whenever they need supplies, Arcas and Lara left the younger three alone at the tower. With a smile Lara nodded. "Sure. Zeb, you have Platt. Arcas you're responsible for Kya. Jem you're with me. Stay close to us."
Platt grabbed Zeb's smallest finger in his hand and smiled as if someone had just given him the greatest award in all the galaxy.
"The lot you, doing a supply run. What could go wrong?" Zeb shrugged.
Lara stood at one of the many shops lining the road with Jem at her side. A boy about the same age as Lara came up to her with a smile. "Haven't seen you here before. I'm Torc. Who are you?"
"Flower." Lara answered simply as a reflex, she slipped the food she had in her hand into a pack and pretended she had put it back. Jem ignored the strange boy.
"Flower?" Torc asked. "Is that really your name?"
"No. But if you have to call me by a name than that's what you can call me." Lara moved on to the next stand.
"Well Flower. I think you and I should hang out sometime. What do you say?"
At that moment Arcas had come up from behind Torc. Lara ignored his question and had walked away. "Watch yourself buddy." Arcas pressed a blaster to the boy's head. "That's my sister and if you hurt her, you die. Got it?" Arcas spoke in a very low, yet very stern tone. Torc didn't bother turning around, he just ran off. Kya and Arcas laughed as they watched to boy run.
From the corner of Arcas's eye he saw a buckethead. He turned with a grin.
Arcas, dragging Kya with him as they ran through the streets, dodging blaster shoots the best they could. It was too tempting to pass up. Arcas had shot at the stormtrooper with one of his many stolen blasters. This of course drew the attention of everyone around him.
"Honestly Reb! Why must you always cause trouble?!" Lara yelled as she ran along side of Jem. She turned and fired her blaster at the bucketheads that pursued them.
"Because it's fun!" Arcas called back as he rounded a corner and slide to a stop.
"If they don't kill you than I will!"Lara yelled at her brother.
Arcas didn't respond to her. Instead he just stared ahead as there was an unmanned Tie with it's hatch open just sitting there in front of them. A gleeful smiled spread across Arcas's face. He ran over to the tie and climbed in.
"Arcas! Get out of there!" Lara called.
"Dad said Zeb was in charge, not you!"
She flinched as stormtroopers began to fire at her. Jem and Kya ran to the Tie, joining their brother. Lara fired her blaster, backing up to the Tie. Force jumping she landed in the Tie and closed the hatch. His smiled spreading, Arcas grabbed hold of the controls and began firing at the bucketheads.
They had left a while ago. Zeb and Platt had stayed at the tower and Zeb was quickly running out of games to play with Platt. "What do you thinks taking 'em so long?" Zeb asked Platt, not really expecting an answer.
"Bubby." Platt said simply.
Zeb chuckled but then fell silent as he thought of all the trouble Arcas could possibly get in. Just as he was about to make his way out the door to see if the kids might be making their way back, his communicator came to life.
"Specter 4, this is Specter 6. Come in." Ezra's voice said.
With an annoyed sigh Zeb answered. "This is Specter 4, go ahead."
"We're coming back early. Put Spook 1 on."
"Yeah, about that." Zeb said hesitantly. "They're not here."
" Zeb, where are my kids?" Sabines stern worried voice came across the com.
"They went out for a supply run, they should be back any moment now. Platt's here though." Spoke the Lasat calmly, though he was actually nervous, knowing if anything happened to the kids he would have to deal with a rather mad Mandilorian and Jedi.
"This is Spook 1. Come in Specter 4." Lara's voice eased some of the tensions in the Lasat's shoulders
"Lara where are you?" Ezra demanded.
"Oh hey Dad! We're . . . Dad . . we uhm. . . Arcas stole a Tie. . ."
"Did not!" The familiar screech of a Tie Fighter's engine came across the communicator's background. "Okay... maybe a little"
Zeb began banging his head against the wall. Platt just laughed and joined him.
"You what?!" Ezra's voiced echoed through the communicator. "Get rid of it!"
"But dad!" Arcas began to argue.
"Arcas Var Bridger! You get rid of that Tie this instant!" Sabine yelled at her son.
"Do I have too?" Arcas complained.
Ezra gave an exasperated sigh over the com, obviously not to happy at how familiar this all sounded. "At least tell me you dismantled the locator beacon."
"Uhm…"
Another sigh came from the adult's end. "Panel to the right of the seat. Red and Blue wire. Remove them and then meet us at Jho's Pit Stop. Fly straight there."
"Roger that. We'll do the best we can." Lara assuring tone was almost convincing.
"Are the twins with you?" Sabine demanded.
"I was against this!" Jem and Kya called in unison. There was a long moment of silence and Zeb could just imagine Lara and Arcas shoot the twins a look.
With a sigh Sabine looked at Ezra. "Thier your kids."
"I've noticed." Grumbled the Jedi as he leaned back into his seat on the Ghost, arms crossed in annoyance.
"Lets hope they don't crash the thing before they reach the rendezvous like you and Zeb did." Hera spoke glancing over her shoulder and Ezra.
"Right… crashed it…" He half muttered.
"You did crash it didn't you?" Sabine asked Ezra, giving her husband a stern look.
"Of course we did! What do you think we would leave a random Imperial Tie lying around Lothal for some stranger to find?"
Sabine just continued to give him the look, but when he said nothing more she decided not to push. However she did get the feeling that there was something he wasn't telling her.
"You're going the wrong way!" Lara reached over across Arcas and took hold of the controls, turning them to where the starfighter was now heading to the left. "The Pit Stop is this way."
Arcas quickly yanked the controls back from his sister, jarring the ship and everyone inside. "Yeah right. I know where it is, dad has told me about it plenty of times." He recollected the ship so it was now back on it's original course.
"He may have told you about it. But I have seen Hera take us there." Lara reached over once more for the controls of the ship. "Now move over and let me fly."
"I stole the ship so I fly it!" Arcas said angrily, shoving his sister away from the controls. Meanwhile the twins just sat at the back of the small starfighter, praying that they wouldn't crash over a stupid argument.
"I am the pilot, the eldest and the jedi. Do you really want to argue with me?"
"Jedi in training." Arcas said, smirking up at her. "You're still a… Padawan, or at least that's what dad calls it."
With narrowed eyes Lara used the force to throw her brother out of the pilot's chair. She sat down and took over the controls.
"What'd dad say about using the force on me?!" Arcas yelled.
"What's mom say about shooting bucketheads on supply runs?" Lara sneared back.
"What'd master Kanan say about abusing your power?"
"What'd Hera say about arguing with the pilot? Do you want me to crash this ship?"
Arcas narrowed his eyes at Lara. "I hate you."
"Love you too Arcas." Lara smiled, knowing victory was her's.
"Sure thing 'mom'" Arcas proclaimed in annoyance.
"Okay baby. Why don't you go sit with the other kids while mommy keeps us alive."
"And how do you plan to land this thing oh great and powerful Lara?"
"Arcas, sit down and shut up. Or I will throw you out of the Tie."
With that Arcas joined the twins who laughed at him. "You know you can't win a fight with Lara." Jem teased.
"Yeah, Lara always wins." Kya smiled up at her sister.
"That's because she cheats." Arcus grumbled.
There was silence in the Tie for a while until something odd caught the young mechanic's attention. "Hey, what's that?" Jem got up from beside Kya closer to the window. Lara had now slowed the ship down to hover over the plains. By now all the children had clustered around the window. Just below them, surrounded by a bunch of mountain like mounds that were common among the plains of Lothal was a another Tie.
"What's that doing way out here? We are no where near an imperial base. Lara, let's go check it out!" Arcus said, reaching for the controls for the Tie once more, but stopped and slowly backed away as Lara shot him a warning look.
"I vote we do it!" Jem said his hand shooting into the air. "I want to tear it apart."
"When your done then I get to explode it right?" Kya asked excitedly looking over to her twin.
"Of corse!" Jem smiled.
"Than I vote we do it too! Im with whoever let's me blow it up!" Kya bounced.
"Out voted Lara. Let's go!" Arcus took control of their Tie and headed for the other Tie.
As soon as they landed, Arcas and Jem immediately jumped out and excitedly ran over to the older Tie Fighter.
"Wow this thing is ancient! You don't see fighters like these anymore. Its gotta be decades old!" Excitedly the young mechanic climbed in, followed by his older brother.
"I don't care how old it is. I just want to know if this rust bucket can still fly." Arcas kicked the bottom of the chair as he looked around the small ship.
"I don't know… maybe."
"A maybe is all I need." Arcas smiled sinisterly. Quickly hopping into the pilot's chair, he began to start up the dusty machine.
"What are you doing?! This thing could blow up in our faces!" Jem exclaimed as the old engine roared to life, but Arcas just ignored him and with a shove of the controls shot the old Tie into the air.
"Arcas what are you doing!" Lara's voice rang through the ship's slightly staticed com.
"Having fun! Something you never do!" The young man few the starfighter into the air crazily, laughing at every turn he made, eventually doing a few loopty-loops.
"Lara save me! Arcas is trying to kill me!" By this time Lara had taken back to the skies, a worried Kya clinging to her shoulder. Arcas just smiled and did something like a back flip over his sister's Tie to where he was now following behind them. He then proceeded to open fire upon his sister, though purposely aiming to miss them.
"Not as much as he's trying to kill us!" Lara sharply turned her ship to the right, causing it to fly downwards and close to the ground. Arcas followed close behind, shooting green bolts just under their ship. "Arcas! Stop it!"
"What? Hera's clone can't handle it?" Arcas's defiant voice and wicked smiled could be heard in his tone of voice.
"Arcas! I mean it! You're scaring Kya!" Lara tried to get away from Arcas's Tie but it did no good. Arcas remained on Lara's tail.
"She'll be fine! This is way too much fun!"
"Arcas," Lara's soft tone took Arcas by surprise. "You making her cry, stop."
Jem grabbed Arcas's shoulder, his expression was pleading. "Zeb's in charge remember!" Arcas continued his mayhem. Jem punched Arcas as hard as he could, knocking him out of the control seat. Jem immediately took the controls. He glared at Arcas intensely. "Don't mess with my twin. I don't care who you are Arcas, I will destroy you. Lara? How do I fly this thing?" The ship rocked unevenly, causing nervous expressions on both the boys.
"Keep the controls balanced. Turning right will make you go right, turning left will be the same effect. Up will make you go up and down will make you go down. You need to find the seat spot between all four to get it to go strait."
"Okay…" Carefully, after a few wobbly attempts Jem was able to finally level out the boy's Tie Fighter, but not paying attention he accidently pressed the accelerator, causing them to shoot forward.
"Jem!" Kya's panicked voice came through the com as Lara yanked the tie she was in out of the way.
Lara brought the craft up next to the boy's. "We are not telling mom about this. Agreed?" Lara said sternly to them all her siblings.
"Agreed!" they all said in unison.
"Good, now let's land these death mechanics, Kya get ready to blow them up." Lara said with a hint of a smile.
"Yay!" Kya cheered as she pulled out two explosives. Within a few moments Jho's Pit Stop came into range, along with the Ghost in an open field nearby. Slowly Lara and Jem lowered the two Ties down.
"Where did you get the second one? I thought you only stole one?" Sabine asked in a stern tone as approached her kids. They darted around their mom, avoiding eye contact and answering her question.
"Dad! Dad!" Jem said excitedly. "I learned how to fly a Tie! Can I have one?"
"No." Ezra said sternly, looking down at his second son.
"Can I have one?" Arcas asked, hopeful.
"What did I just say?" Ezra said looking to Arcas.
"Jem can't have a Tie." Arcas answered.
"What makes you think you get one?"
"I'm older."
"The answer is still no." Ezra said in a tone that meant the answer was final. Sabine watched as the kids completely avoided her and went to Ezra. With a sigh she turned back towards the two Imperial ships and noticed that one looked rather old.
"Hey Hera, look at this. This Tie has to be at least from around the time Ezra and I were kids." The pilot and mandilorian stepped closer and inspected the craft.
Taking a few side steps closer to Ezra, Zeb leaned in and whispered into the Jedi's ear. "Is that…?"
"Shhhh!" Ezra eyed Sabine carefully, when she showed no signs of hearing the Lasat he sighed in relief before punching Zeb's shoulder. " We agreed not to talk about that!"
Hera came up to the two men and smiled. "Is that the Tie you two stole when you were younger?"
"Don't tell Sabine." Ezra looked at Hera with pleading eyes.
"It's not her you have to worry about." Hera said sternly. Ezra suddenly felt like was a teenager again. Hera still scared him when she was mad, even if he was a Jedi with five kids.
Lara stepped in with her gentle smile. "Hera, Arcas out manoeuvred me today. Can you teach me more manoeuvres so it doesn't happen again. I can't have him undermining me, it's a bad example for the twins."
Realizing Hera was distracted Ezra and Zeb took the chance to make themselves scarce. Platt, having been standing a little ways from Zeb, realized his sudden disappearance, whirled around looking for him. Hera noticed. "I'll be right back Lara."
Once she was alone Arcas stepped closer to Lara. "For a second there I thought you were going to tell them I shot at you." Arcas said sheepishly.
"Arcy, we agreed not to talk about. Sibling rule, remember. Mom would kill me first for letting you, so. . ." Lara said looking at Arcas from the corner of her eyes.
They exchanged smiles and the tail was added to the long list of things they didn't tell their parents for good reason. Lara reviled the helmet that had been in the Tie. "Want it?"
Arcas nodded and took the helmet. He put it on and walked up to Jem. Arcas punched Jem , knocking him to the ground. "That was for earlier."
B.O.B: *Sigh* Like father, like son.
Tala: Lol yes. XD I can just imagine him walking off with the helmet like Ezra did in the clip Property of Ezra Bridger/It's Not What it Seems.
B.O.B. : LOL The Ezra is strong with these pups. . . Except for Kya, Kya is all Sabine. On to the next chapter!