Ezra Bridger's Training

About That One Thing. . .

Lothal, Somewhere In The Wilderness, 1600 p.m.

"Are we almost to the one thing yet?" Zeb asked.

"I think so." Ezra replied.

"We might have to do the one thing with that one thing else where though." Kanan said, as they walked along.

"CAN WE PLEASE QUIT CALLING IT 'THAT ONE THING'?!" Zeb shouted suddenly.

"SHHHHHHH!" Ezra and Kanan shushed him.

"It's annoying! Besides there's no one else around here." Zeb growled.

"It's fun saying 'that one thing'." Ezra said.

"No it's not." Zeb said.

"Is too."

"Is not."

"Is too!"

"Is not!

"IS TOO!"

"IS NOT!"

"Will you two shut up!" Kanan yelled.

"Is too!" Ezra whispered.

"Look! It's that one thing!" Kanan said loudly. "Let's get it and then go do what we're going to do with it."

"Fine." Zeb growled, glaring at Ezra. They got their one thing and went to that one place to do that one thing with their one thing. And that one thing that they got was Extra Sticky Honey Sparkle bombs. Ezra had convinced her to make some for them. They took their Honey Sparkle bombs to the Imperial HQ and found a place to set it off.

"Okay, here's one for you and you." Ezra said, handing them a ESHSb. They went to their hiding places and waited til a group of stormtroopers walked past. There was a flaw in their planning though. Ezra and Kanan were hiding right across from Zeb, so when they threw their bombs, well. . . Sparkled honey slammed into the stormtrooper causing them to stick and slip. Master and padawan were thrown back and got stuck together. And Zeb was drenched in the Sparkled honey. The very sticky trio slipped their way back to the Ghost.

"Get it off of me!" Zeb shouted. He was having a very hard time getting it off of his back, well off of him anywhere. The honey was quite stuck to his fur and her couldn't lick it off due to the Sparkle in it.

"Have Sabine or Hera help you!" Kanan said, trying to unstick his sleeve from Ezra's. Ezra tried twisting around to get unstuck, but he fell back against Kanan and stuck to him.

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me." Kanan groaned. Ezra tilted his head back looking up at Kanan.

"So, do most padawans get this close to their masters?" Ezra said with a lopsided grin.

"Um, Ezra. Your hair is sticking to my shirt." Kanan said looking down. Ezra's face turned red as he realized not only was he stuck to Kanan, his head was also stuck in painful and highly awkward position.

"Well, at least this can't get worse." Kanan said. Zeb stumbled back at this moment and his back stuck to the back of Kanan's head. Zeb tried pulling away, but they just got stuck even more.

"Zeb! Quit moving! You're pulling my hair!" Kanan screamed. Zeb and Kanan thrashed around trying to get unstuck. Poor Ezra went to sob into his hands, but they stuck to his head.

"Quick, Hera! Take a holopic!" Sabine yelled. Hera took the holopic right when Zeb and Kanan noticed them and expressions of embarrassment, shock and horror crossed their faces.