Author's Note: Well, I got a review from my other story Rebel Wars I, yes I do plan on making a second, and they wanted to know how Ezra had gotten his nickname 'Blueberry', that was sometime in February. Me, being the lazy author that I am, told that person I would update in July, in other words that was me putting it off because XD Blueberries are ripe in July. So yeah, that was a poor excuse.

Now that July is hurdling to a close, I realized that I hadn't even started writing it yet, so I am going to honor what I said and write this story. Now I can't promise anything great or any lol's because this isn't a prank war or anything, but I will try my best to throw some humor into the story. Knowing me, you probably won't have to worry much about that. Now without further ado, please enjoy 'Ezra the Blueberry'... okay that title stinks. Well if you can think of anything better PM me. Or if your a guest just drop a review.

P.s this takes place a couple hours after SWR S1E2 and before SWR S1E3

P.s.s if you happened to stumble upon this story and actually enjoyed it, then please stop by at Rebel Wars I and tell me what you think. That would be greatly appreciated.

P.s.s.s this will either be a two shot or a very short story (three shot). XD is there anything called a three shot. It will most likely be a three shot.

P.s.s.s.s oh wait, I think someone heard me whispering...

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars Rebels, if I did then you guys would hunt me down with torches and pitchforks because I didn't give any of you a new episode.

Italics - 'thoughts and padawan bond', emphasis and "transmissions"

Bold Italics - 'shouting in thoughts' and alarms

Bold - "yelling, screaming and shouting"

This chapter has been checked for spelling errors on 7/20/16

As if the Ghost crew wasn't lively enough, they now had a new addition to their team. Ezra Bridger. Now they have another mouth to feed, which shouldn't be that hard since Zeb does eat more than he's supposed to and quite often ends up with a belly ache, but they also have another handy helper. Right now the Ghost floats in space absolutely having nothing better to do. Kanan is busy telling Ezra what he can and can't do, even adding a little bit of 'advice'. Sabine, for once, wasn't cleaning her Mandalorian armor but playing the holographic game, Dejarik, with Zeb. Chopper was busy scheming, like all evil bots do, and Hera was busy watching Kanan tell her new 'kid' what to do.

"-Ezra the one thing I forbid you to do, ever..."

"Yes?" Ezra asked not wanting to disappoint his new master.

"...don't ever, ever, think of cutting your hair that would be a disgrace!" Kanan finished shuddering as the thought of Ezra with short hair brushed his memory.

"Um...okay." Ezra backed away from his newly renamed master of 'calm, cool and collective' to 'creepy and overly protective'.

Kanan satisfied with his talk went elsewhere, which left room for Hera to come and talk to her new addition.

"Ezra, how's life up in space?" Hera began.

"Fine. Although, I kind of wish we would get another mission soon, I'm feeling really claustrophobic up in space." Ezra replied.

"I would imagine so, you living on Lothal with big open fields and plenty of room living by yourself," Hera smiled, "but don't worry, it doesn't take long before you'll be missing being with a bunch of people on the Ghost."

Ezra smiled briefly, clearly still uncomfortable in front of the female Twi'lek. Although he's seen plenty of alien species in his lifetime, he's never met one that actually wanted to help a guy such as himself. In fact, he was still trying to take in that he basically bargained his lonely life for a new family and that's probably the most overwhelming thing about this whole deal, not the claustrophobia. That was just the test of many to see if he should leave these guys in the dust and return to his normal life. If you could call getting chased by stormtroopers, normal, then yes normal life.

Beep, beep, beep.

"Hera, we've got a transmission incoming!" Kanan shouted from the lounge.

"I heard it, I'm on my way." Hera answered, like a monkey on a tree Hera was out of sight in less than five seconds.

Ezra, not wanting to be left out of the debriefing, followed. When he got there, a guy was telling them what they were going to be doing by way of transmission.

"We've just got word from our intel that Yvilland has a numerous supply of medical herbs, fruits and vegetables that have ripened over the season. Since there is no Imperial presence in that vicinity, this will be a simple mission so you can take your time." Then the transmission ended.

Rumbling could be heard in the background. Ezra turned around to find Sabine and Zeb taking out what looked to be sunscreen and towels. "What are you guys doing? That's not going to help with the mission, is it?"

"Not with the mission, but definitely with our vacation!" Sabine laughed tossing the items into a bag.

'I wonder where she got that from...' Ezra thought. "So I'm guessing the planet is warm?"

"This planet isn't just extremely warm Ezra, but it's also where us rebels go for vacation! It's basically a beach resort." The look in Zeb's eyes told them that he couldn't wait to get there, and from the expressions on Kanan and Hera's face he couldn't wait either. Even Chopper seemed a little less grumpier than usual.

"Guys, this is a mission, be real! You can't just take a vacay when you feel like it." Ezra tried to reason.

"Didn't you hear him," Kanan questioned, Ezra almost fell over, Kanan was already in swim gear... that was fast, "he said 'blah blah blah, Yvilland, no Imperial presence and vacation!"

"That's not what he said, he said you can 'take your time,' after he said 'Imperial presence', remember?" Ezra was really not getting the picture.

"No, he never says that. Not even on a 'simple mission'," Hera glanced at Kanan who nonchalantly scratched his head at that particular moment because he makes such 'simple missions' hard, "so that means..."

"We're... going on vacation!" Ezra was now as excited as the rest of his comrades.

"Yep." Hera smiled brightly before setting the coordinates. "I'm setting a course to Yvilland."

Okay I hope you enjoyed, more will be coming soon. This story shouldn't take long to finish so you don't have to worry about a drought on this story.

Specter LoF out.