Star Wars Rebels: A Collection of Short Stories

Happy Birthday, Mira Bridger! (Part 2)

Ezra ducked as a stunning shot almost hit his head. "Spectre 1 - almost done?"
"Almost.. Good job getting every trooper in the city chasing you," Kanaan said.
"It's a talent."
"Trouble is your specialty."
"That's not what I- ugh... Never mind."
"I'll tell you when I'm done. Good luck."
Ezra got sick of dodging all these blasts and pulled out his lightsaber. He blasted some unconcious. He sprayed paint on the ground and several slipped and slided into walls. They were still chasing him, but he had took out some. Since they had to slowly walk through the paint, Ezra got ahead. He started to run down an alley, but a bunch of troopers were coming that direction. The same thing happened in the other two alleys until he was surrounded.
Ezra raised his hand in surrender. "Um.. Guys, before you take me in, I have to show you one thing. Okay? Okay. It's called... Plan B, bucket heads!"
He quickly whipped out his stunning lightsaber gun in one hand and spray paint in the other. He fought his way through stormtroopers, wondering if Kanaan would ever be finished.
Eventually, Kanaan's voice filled his ear. "Come on, kid. You can set off the grenade and meet me outside town."
"About time.." Ezra mumbled.
He pulled out four grenades and threw one in each direction. Before he left, he spray painted them all pink.

"Where's Kanaan?" Hera said.
Sabine shrugged. "I don't know. Haven't seen him or Ezra since breakfast.. I also lost some grenades and spray paint."
"That's not a good combination - especially since it's almost dark."
Just then, Kanaan and Ezra walked in grinning.
"Where were you guys?" Hera said.
"Oh, just taking care of a birthday present.." Ezra said.
Sabine and Hera looked at each other and shrugged. Sabine turned on the holo net.
"... All the flowers in Capital City have been picked. They were later found in a giant flower picture of a woman's face. Below her it said, 'Happy Birthday, Mira!' In other news, the fruit prices-"
Hera turned it off. Hera and Sabine looked at Ezra and Kanaan.
"Did you do that?" Sabine said, crossing her arms.
Ezra smiled. "Yes, we did."
"Why?" Hera said.
"For my mom's birthday.. I wanted to do something special and Kanaan helped me. By the way, here's your spray paint, Sabine."
Ezra tossed the spray paint back to her. Hera and Kanaan smiled. As Ezra lied down to go to sleep that night, Mira's voice echoed in his mind.
"It doesn't matter if we're scared or if everyone is against us. We have to stand up against the Empire for the people who can't or won't. Things will get better one day, Ezra... One day. You just have to be brave until then."