Aboard the Ghost

Just stop...

"Ezra, stop it."

"Stop what?" He asked, munching on his cookie. Kanan pointed to it.

"That." He said, crossing his arms.

Ezra was confused. "I'm just eating a cookie."

"My point exactly. You're spitting crumbs everywhere!"

He smiled sheepishly. "Oops."

"Go eat it somewhere else."

"Fine."

Ten minutes later...

"Hey Kanan. What're you doing?"

Kanan looked over his shoulder and frowned at his apprentice. "What did I say about eating that in here?"

"To not to...?" Ezra asked.

"Exactly."

"Well, too bad it's my cookie and I can eat it wherever I want!" He declared dramatically, peering over Kanan's shoulder to see what he was working on.

"Now what are you working on?"

Kanan groaned. It was pointless to try and reason with him. "I'm working on some plans."

"Plans on what?" Ezra asked, crumbs falling out of his mouth and onto the paper. His master glared at him and wiped away the crumbs.

"Just stop..."

Ezra grinned mischievously. "NEVER!!!" He yelled, spitting crumbs into Kanan's face.