So, I didnt notice that I left my summary of the story up on my last post until after I posted. So I guess I'll make it a mini description thing from now on. It may always contain spoilers. Or not. YAY! PINEAPPLES! XD IM gonna be focusing on this story the most for a while, but I will update my other stories. I have so many things I wanna type! But I can't fast enough! Oh well! Pineapple up!

Ezra's fith birthday. Play fighting. Schooling. Vision.

'A sigh. "Ezra, I just CANT do it. I'm not special like you." Jane says, clearly frustrated with her arms crossed over her chest.

"I'm sure you can Jane." Ezra, who is sitting criss-crossed on the floor, says.

"Look, I think we've done enough today, and I don't feel like you filming me while I'm frustrated-"

"-which is always-" Jane ignored Ezra.

"-Is a good idea. Can we just go to your place already?"

Ezra had his eyes closed and asked cockly, "why? Is it for my suprise birthday party? Or should I say my not-so-suprise birthday party?" Ezra opened his eyes as shock crossed Janes face.

"How did you..." Jane started and Ezra shrugged.

"Apperantly being special includes random mind reading. Weird, right?" Ezra said, a curious look on his face.

Jane sighed, "let's just go..."

Ezra picked up his still recording datapad and followed Jane down the street, "I'll act suprised if you don't tell them that I knew."

Jane bobbed her head in a contemplating manor, "Okay, I'm fine with that."

Ezra and Jane walked quietly down the street before muttering, "be convincing." She then took off yelling, "hah! I'm faster than you Ezra! You'll NEVER catch up!"

Ezra rolled his eyes and the pad went out of focus as he ran down the street yelling, "yeah right!"

Jane ran into the house and Ezra didn't slow down. Suddenly the camera in the pad went dead as it was dark.

"SUPRISE!" Yelled a crowd of people as the lights came on to reveal Ezra's home now decorated with colorful streamers.

Even though the camera was lopsided, Ezra's smile was evident.

"Aw! Thanks!" Ezra beamed as a group of kids surround him.

"Happy 'Empire Day' Ezra." Mark said mockingly. It was clear Imperails believed that the party was for Empire day.

Andrew smirked, "Happy birthday, kid."

Ezra scowled, "Thanks old man." Was the taunting reply.

"Ez, is your pad still on?" Jane asked.

"Oh, yeah!" Ezra set the pad up so it took in the room filled with people, his parents, kids, family, friends, Mark, Andrew, Jane, and Himself.

"Well! I'm gonna go enjoy my party! Im sure my parents will record some of it, so bye!" Ezra finished as the screen went black.'

Silence then, "Oh my GOSH! He was so CUTE!" From a squealing Hera.

Sabine just rolled her eyes.

"He's perseptive, unless he's distracted." Kanan commented.

"Can you really mind read?" Zeb asked, nervous abut having Ezra and Kanan being able to pick up on his thoughts. No wonder Ezra always knew where his pranks were!

Kanan smirked, "Maybe, but it seems like he didn't have control at this point, hence 'random mind reading'." Kanan said with hand quotes.

"Well that was interusting." Hera said, now having more control. "But now we need to get ready for the mission tomorrow. So goodnight."

One night, mission, and begging crew later, Kanan brought the datapads out.

"Yes! Hit play!" Hera said.

"Calm down, and PLEASE no more squealing." Kanan said with a sigh as Sabine hit play.

'The camera on the datapad was being adjusted, a man sighed.

"Ezra, we need to finish your schooling. Come sit back down." The man said.

"But daaaaaaddddddddd!" Ezra whined.

"EZRA. Here. Now." Ezra's dad commanded.

"Fine." Ezra grumbles, "I just wanted to record the lesson."

"Why?" Ezra's dad asks, not mockingly, he seemed genuinely curious as to why.

"I wanted to be able to look back at the lesson if I got confused." Ezra stated shyly.

"That's a good idea Ezra, okay back to math. So, what is multiplication?" Ezra's dad asked.

"Multiplication is like repeated addition. Right?" Ezra said, clearly doubting his answer.

"That's right Ezra!" Ephraim praised, "so if the problem is 'what is 3 times 5' you would..."

"You would add three five times?!" Ezra said, sounding more confident in his answer by the end.

"Yep, and that would be..."

"Well, 3 plus 3 is 6, 6 plus 3 is 9, 9 plus 3 is 12, and 12 plus 3 is 15. So three times five is fifteen!" Ezra yelled as he jumped up and pumped his fists in the air happily when his dad nodded and smiled, showing him that he got the right answer.

"Good job, Ezra! You think your ready for some more?"

"Yeah!" Ezra nodded his head eagerly.

"Okay, I here are some more problems." Ephraim handed Ezra a datapad, "you might want to turn off your datapad now so it doesn't lose its battery."

Ephraim kissed Ezra on the head and left so Ezra could do his work undisturbed. Ezra sat there staring at the door, smiling for a few seconds before hoping up and turning off the datapad.'

(A/N: the school thing might be unbelievable, but that is how my sister is when it comes to math. No lie.)

"... Wait, he knew multiplication? Isn't he like FIVE in this?!" Sabine questioned.

"Well, he did write those entries, he is clearly homeschooled so far. Do you think his parents were trying to get ready in case they were taken away?" Hera said.

"Maybe..." Kanan replied.

Chopper grumbled.

"Shush it droid." Zeb responded.

"Wait, he has a good point. Love, did Ezra put anything in his other journal around the time of the video?" Hera asked.

"Um, let me check." Kanan scrolled through the other journal, "there's one that's before the next video, and then another one about six videos from now."

"Who wants to read?" Sabine asked.

"I guess I will." Zeb said. Everyone looked at him, confused. "What?" No response. "I'm just gonna start reading..."

Zeb took the pad out of Kanan's hands and started reading.

'Fighting. Tons of boys are fighting. But it's not bad fighting. At least not at first it seems like play fighting, almost like a tournament.

Mark, Andrew and I are fighting. We are praciticng. Andrew was practicing from his Anzat origins, and Mark from his Hapan origins. Origins as in, we had a sleepover when we looked up or species fighting style for when we fight. It wasn't easily hacking the Empires files either...

I practed with my 'specialness' as Andrew, Mark and Jane dubbed it.

Play fighting, practice fighting until we leave...

The group of boys we hang out with are all breaking into group and Andrew, Mark, and I are ready.

We were down to the final round. I'm facing another boy and he pulls out a blade, which is against the rules.

He attacks me while Andrew and Mark try to get through the crowd that's holding them back.

Andrew ran somewhere and came back with Jane who quickly shoves boys out of the way and tackles the Rodian who was attacking me...'

"Well... That was strange." Was Sabines comment.

"Please tell me that he doesn't still go to the fight..." Kanan groaned.

"It seemed like he was trying to remeber his vision." Hera commented.

"He probably had it when he was asleep." Everyone looked at Zeb, "What? He wakes me up sometimes with all his mumbling and thrashing."

"Back to the fight thing. Knowing Ezra, he is probably still going to go." Said Sabine. "Wow, did I just talk about something that happened in the past in present tense? Ya know what? I don't wanna know."

"He probably did..." Hera stated apprehensively as she pushed play for the video.

'The camera was being adjusted on a table to reveal Mark and Andrew sparing.

"Okay, I know I had that, weird, dream but I'm still gonna fight. Come on. We finally get to practice fighting and it's only for fun. I'll record this part and then make another after the battle!" Ezra explained.

"Also it's only hand to hand combat skills. Plus... It was only a dream. Right?" Ezra sounded like he was trying to convince himself by the end.

Ezra ran back to join Andrew and Mark and they simultaneously did kicks to the center of their newly formed triangle with barely any space between the feet.

Their feet dropped back and they were in a fighting stance and yet again, simultaneously did punching, kicking, and flipping combination.

They ended with their bodies in fighting stance with their right fists barely apart before dropping out of stance.

"Well, that was fun." Andrew commented.

"And we were pretty good." Ezra sounded excited, "I told you the research would do us good!"

"Yeah! We did that good on our first time. Imagine how good we'lol be if we keep practicing!" Mark exclaimed.

"Let's practice individually. They are going to have us spilt up by species first." Ezra said.

"Okay. I call this corner!" Andrew yelled and ran to the corner of the room, but still in line of the camera.

Each boy had a datapad and seemed to be doing research about their species.

"Well that's kinda gross..." Andrew murmured. "I personally prefer fruit over," Andrew shuddered, "other's brains. Gross! Just gross."

The other boys shuddered. "Well, at least we have a new version of tag now." Ezra tried to lighten the mood, but Mark seemed to be feeling competitive.

"You think that's groos, apparently I was BREED between pirates and beautiful women, so with the limited gene pool," Mark sounded out the words 'gene pool', "we are naturally beautiful." Mark finished with a mocking tone and pretened to fluff his hair in a girlish manor.

Ezra and Andrew laughed. "YOU?" Andrew laughed.

"BEAUTIFUL?" Ezra laughed.

"Not in a MILLION light years!" Mark finished through his own bought of laughter.

Once that laughing died down, Andrew asked, "what are you gonna practice, Ez?"

Ezra shrugged, "there's a lot of stuff, I think I'll work on controlling my 'specialness'. The last thing we need is me accidentally levitating a loth cat. Again."

Silence.

Then hysterical laughter at the memory.

The boys settled, Mark and Andrew could be seen practicing fighting stances, punches, kicks, and what seemed like other ways to fight native to their species.

Ezra, however, sat in the middle of the rug on his knees with his elbows resting on them, hands folded, and head resting against them. (So basically the position he was in when he opened the holocron, minus the seat which made his legs go over the edge.)

There was a bowl set infront of him. It was shaking, not lifting, but shaking. Finally it was a few inches off the ground when Mark looked out the window then at Andrew. "Sundown."

"Come on Ez, it's time to go." Andrew said, putting the bowl back."

Ezra opened his eyes, hoped up, and yelled "Race ya!" As Mark shut off the datapad.'

"Wait? He could control it?" Was Zeb's first question.

"Yeah, he couldn't so that before. He seemed to struggle with it." Sabine commented.

"Well, this was before his parent were taken away." Hera said softly.

"He still had trust and was open to the force. He didn't block it off or try to smother it. He didn't even know what it was. Which is probably why he called it his instincts later on." Kanan said.

Chopper beeped.

"Your right Chop." Sabine turned from the droid to the Jedi. "Kanan, he calls it his specialness at this point in his entries. Why do you think he was calling it his instincts when we found him. More like he found us." Sabine grumbled the last sentence.

"Something probably happened to his friends..." Kanan trailed off.

Hera sighed, "let's watch the next one. Something tells me that we should be prepared to see a bruised Ezra."

"The way they were practicing seemed almost timed... It seems familiar..." Kanan said.

"We might find out why soon enough." Hera commented as clicked play.

'Jane was blocking the entire screen as she adjusted the datapad. When she finished, she sat back and revieled Mark, Andrew, and a bruised, yet grinning bashfully, Ezra.

"I can't BELIEVE you went to that fight! And after you had one of your dreams, none the less!" Jane scolded. "This is worse than when you figured out you were having a surprise birthday party. How did you even do that? Ya know what, off topic. What on Lothal was that Rodian thinking?!"

"Jane, calm down." Andrew soothed.

"Ezra, I can't believe that I'm agreeing with Jane, but that was stupid." Mark said, arms crossed.

"Your lucky that Andrew got me in time." Jane scowled.

Ezra was quiet. He was pale and bruised, clearly exhausted.

With a sigh, Ezra started, "I know what I did was stupid-"

"-No dip, Sherlock-" Mark cut in.

"-and I'm sorry, but it's not my fault that the Rodian got annoyed and decided to take a blade to me." Silence. "Thank you Jane for breaking up the fight and I won't do anything like that again unless I have to." Sincerity laced Ezra's words, "Now I'm gonna go clean myself up and go to bed before my parents get home. I think another scolding can wait 'till tomorrow. Feel free to explain to the datapad what happened for future reference, but I'm going to bed."

Ezra got up and left.

A loud thud came rrom another room and Jane sighed, "he's just gonna hurt himself more..." Jane murmured before standing, "I'm gonna get Ezra to bed, start explaining and I'll join you once he's asleep."

Jane then left the room.

Andrew and Mark just sat there for a minuet staring after her.

Mark clapped his hads together, "so, where do we begin?"

Andrew rolled his eyes, "I don't feel like describing all the mini fights that were fine, so let's jump to this. Ezra was in the final round with a Rodian since the species grouping were done with."

Mark picked it up from there, "So Ezra was dodging the guys swings and it was annoying him. Ezra would dodge a punch, and give a punch. Finally the Rodian seemed to have had enough of it and pulled out a hidden blade. As soon as we" Mark gestured to himself and Andrew, "Saw it, we tried to get to Ezra."

Andrew then continued, "we tried pushing through the crowd, but they held us back so we yelled for Ezra. I saw it wasn't getting us anywhere and went to grab Jane."

"While I continued to try to get to Ezra." Mark finished.

Jane walked back into the room.

Mark pulled a toy gun (like a nerf gun, but I doubt that have those on Lothal) and deadpanned, "Intruder." While shooting a dart at a stunned Jane's sholder, "Don't worry, I got her."

Andrew shook his head while he laughed and Mark chuckled.

Jane crosses her arms and glares at Mark, Jet black hair falling infront of her sapphire blue eyes causing her to uncross them.

"So, where are you in the explaination. Asks the quote on quote intruder." Jane says, with a glare at Mark.

"The part where you come in 'darling'." Mark commented, sarcasm lacing the word darling.

Jane just glares as Andrew fights and fails to contain his laughter from watching the banter.

"Ezra's gonna have a field day when he sees this..." Andrew comments.

"I thought you LOVVVVEEEEEDDDDDDD me." Mark said while laying a hand on his chest in fake offense from her glowering.

"Jerk..." Jane muttered, "so, when the ding-a-ligns finally gathered enough common sense to get someone, Andrew ran to me since Ezra's parents have been broadcasting is secure locations lately." Worry laced Janes face. "I got there and seperated the fight before any serious damage could be done, but Ezra still has some pretty nasty cuts that will soon be scares."

"So that's pretty much what happened." Andrew finished.

"He's still a moron." Mark commented.

"No kidding. I can't believe I'm related to said moron." Jane said, which caused them all to laugh.

"So I guess we turn off the datapad now." Andrew said.

"Yeah, he'll probably explain from his side of the story later." Mark said, talking about Ezra.

"Yeah... So, bye." Jane finished awkwardly as she turned off the datapad.'

"... That IDIOT!" Zeb roared.

"No kiddin." Sabine said.

"Well, at least he was reprimanded." Hera commented with a sigh.

"Yeah, but it was still stupid." Kanan added.

"Another?" Hera asked hopefully.

"Why not." Kanan said as he clicked play, nervous to find what his Padawan got himself into that time.

So Imma gonna explain the system I'll be using from now on. ' is used at the start or end of every entrie, weither it's written or filmed. Joe (the line) will also be used inbetween visions or when the entrie is finished, so be careful.

In a video entrie () will be used for author notes plus it will be bolded, and [ ] will be used for the crew in bothe types of entries. Cause the crew has been reacting, I just didn't know how to make it less confusing. I'll be attempting to change all journal entries so they are italicized but I dunno how that'll work.

Sorry in advance. Any questions or mistakes, or if you need the system clarified, don't hesitate to ask. Still don't own Star Wars or its Rebels.

PINEAPPLE. OUT. XD