Ezra Bridger's Training

The Pillow

Lothal, Aboard The Ghost, Ezra's Room, 0800 a.m.

Ezra screamed and cried into his blanket as he rocked back and forth on his bed.

"How many times do I have to say it? I'm sorry, okay?" Zeb said. In a freak accident Zeb had ruined Ezra's pillow by spilling oil on it. After Ezra had found his pillow drenched in oil he sat on his bed and started crying. Kanan opened the door and walked in.

"Um, what's going on?" He asked, looking confused.

"HE RUINED MY PILLOW!" Ezra screamed into his wadded up blanket.

"Really, Zeb? Of all the things of his, you had to ruin the pillow." Kanan said, shaking his head.

"It's just a pillow! I'll get him another one!" Zeb said, getting annoyed. Kanan held up his hands.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You can't just get him another pillow. That one that you ruined was a very special pillow or something." Kanan shrugged. "Actually I don't know. All I know is the last time someone touched his pillow he went all crazy."

On cue Ezra  screamed louder into his blanket and fell off his bed. He rolled around on the floor and kicked the air around him.

"Ezra, it was just a pillow." Kanan said, squatting down next to Ezra.

"MY PILLOW WAS SPECIAL!" Ezra yelled, covering himself with the blanket.

"Why was it so special?" Kanan asked him. Ezra pulled the blanket down just enough so you could see his eyes.

"Because it had voices in it." He smiled, creepily under the blanket. Kanan quickly stood up and backed away.

"Right. Just go get him another pillow." He said to Zeb, still looking down at Ezra. Grumbling Zeb walked out of the room and down the corridor. He went to Capital City and looked around for a bed store. After he found one he looked at all their pillows there. Zeb had no idea there were so many different kinds of pillows. Some where made out of lava rocks others where made with green squishy stuff. The creepest one was the pilow with eyes all over it. Zeb finally picked one that looked like Ezra's old one. He paid for it and walked back the Ghost. Ezra was still on the floor and was screaming about someone called Jack.

"Here, kid." Zeb said, tossing the pillow at him. Ezra jumped up and grabbed it, holding it to his ear.

"Does it have voices in it too?" He asked. "HELLO! JACK?" Ezra shouted into the pillow. Shoving the pillow into his face he fell on to the floor. Zeb backed away, bumping into Kanan. They both watch as Ezra continued shouting into the pillow.

"Your padawan has major issues." Zeb said, walking out of the room.

"HI, JACK!" Ezra yelled into the pillow.

This is Jack: (o)_(o) He is always there. . . .