Ezra Bridger's Training

Adventures Of The Backpack Part Seven

A day later. . .

"Is he still all crazy?" Ezra asked Hera as they sat down in the common room.

"I don't think so." Hera said. Okay so here's what ya missed; After Hera had dragged Kanan and Chopper back to the exit of the backpack things got weird. Kanan rolled around with his hair still in spikes and the creepy grin frozen on his face. Chopper rolled around in figure eights covered in Sparkle and Hera was also covered in pink glitter. She wasn't too happy about that. They locked Kanan in his room for the safety of everyone. Hera made Ezra and Sabine clean Chopper off much too their great disgust. Zeb managed to sleep the rest of that day, so he didn't have to do anything. Anyways Kanan had been silent for the past hour so, Hera, Sabine, Ezra and Chopper went to see if he was okay. Hera opened the door to his room and saw Kanan on the floor. His way partially on his side with his head down. Hera was reaching down to touch his shoulder when Ezra yanked her back.

"Look!" He said, pointing down at Kanan. Hera looked.

"Oh, no. EVERYBODY RUN!" She yelled. They quickly ran into their rooms and locked the doors and covered the vents. Zeb had been in the kitchen and walked past Kanan's room. He glanced in and froze in his tracks. Trickling out of Kanan's mouth on to the floor was rainbow colored drool.

"Karabast!" Zeb said loudly as Kanan began to stir.