"Let's just find Ezra and get him on the ship...let's just forget this mission" Kanan said
"...Okay" Hera replied
They both walked around the club looking for the still fairly drunk padawan
"I can't see him" Hera said
Many people all of a sudden started walking over to the bar
"What's going on?" Hera asked
"I'm not sure, lets go check it out" Kanan said
They both walked over to the crowd by by the bar and they both then gasped.
Ezra was taking shots with another guy, Ezra was doing a shot competition. Zeb and Sabine were also there, but they were encouraging him.
"ZEB SABINE, WHY ARE YOU ENCOURAGING HIM?" Kanan shouted
"Oh my force, he is absolutely hilarious" Sabine said
"Sabine! Have you drunk anything?" Hera demanded
"No...um maybe ok yes!" Sabine shouted back
"I haven't drunk anything i just find this whole situation quite funny" Zeb said whilst laughing
"GARAZEB ORRELIOS YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER" Hera shouted, Zeb lowered his head in shame
Suddenly the whole crowd shouted, taking Kanan and Hera's attenton off Sabine and Zeb and now onto the crowd.
Ezra had taken his eighth and last shot before hitting the ground and going limp
The crowd was cheering
"Zeb, grab the kid and lets leave!" Kanan demanded
Zeb already knew he was enough trouble so he followed this command without question, he grabbed Ezra and the crew left the club.
"Glad we are finally out of there" Hera said
Kanan nodded in agreement.
Sabine was walking but kept stumbling.
The crew arrived on the ship, Zeb placed Ezra on the couch.
Ezra was starting to open his eyes, he was rubbing his head from the immense pain.
Ezra's vision was blurry but he could just start to make out the figures.
"Ezra" Kanan growled
Oh no, im in for it now...
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