The Inquisitor

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Today, Ezra and Kanan were sneaking through a Star Destroyer trying to gain important information for a new mission.

"Ezra! Get over here, and walk quieter!" Kanan whisper yelled at Ezra, who was tripping over his own shoes.

"Shut up! I'm trying! These shoes are huge!" Ezra whispered back.

"Well maybe if you wouldn't loose your shoes every week, you wouldn't have to borrow mine! Now come on!" Kanan whispered, running down a hall and making a sharp turn.

Ezra followed, running fine, until he tried to turn the corner. The toe of his shoe got caught on the heel of his other shoe, and Ezra went tumbling into a wall with a loud bang.

Kanan winced at the sound of Ezra smashing into the wall.

"Would you shut up?! Are you trying to get us caught?!" Kanan growled. Ezra lost his patients.

"MAYBE! GOD IF YOUR FEET WEREN'T THE SIZE OF A WOOKIE'S, I WOULDN'T BE TRIPPING ALL OVER THE PLACE!" Ezra yelled at Kanan.

"SHHHH!" Kanan shushed, smacking Ezra over the back of the head. "Stupid! You're going to have the whole ship chasing us!"

"Good! Maybe if I throw one of your shoes at them, it will take most of them out!" Ezra hissed.

"Well. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." Kanan said, crossing his arms.

"Ah, look what we have here." Someone said, in a strangely calm voice, from behind Ezra and Kanan.

"Oh my god! Him again?! Dude! Just give it a rest!" Ezra groaned, standing up and turning towards the man.

The Inquisitor stood about ten feet away from Erza and Kanan, with a strange grin on his face.

"So you did miss me!" The Inquisitor said sarcastically.

Kanan narrowed his eyes and pulled out his lightsaber, put it together, and ignited it.

The Inquisitor grabbed his lightsaber off of his back and ignited one side, as he took a few steps closer.

Ezra turned his head towards Kanan.

"You weren't kidding when you said he is uglier up close." Kanan froze, as he looked at Ezra with an annoyed look.

"Excuse me?" The Inquisitor asked, with a hint of hurt in his voice.

"You heard me. You're ugly. U-G-L-Y. What? No one told you? Oops." Ezra said, crossing his arms.

"Well then." The Inquisitor said, swinging his lightsaber to the side. "And I thought we were 'friends'." He said sarcastically.

Ezra smirked. "Well, with friends like you, who needs enemies? Or snakes? Or horse butts?"

"THAT'S IT!" Kanan shouted, grabbing Ezra by the back of the shirt, and dragging him back to the Ghost. "I'M SO SORRY!" Kanan said to the Inquisitor, as he ran back to the Ghost.

A/N- Hey guys! I'm sorry this is so short, AND YES. I'M AWARE THAT THE INQUISITOR IS DEAD. But most of my ideas had him in it, but then he decided, "Oh hey! I'm gonna go die now because so many people are putting me in their fics! Time to ruin the world!" OH MY GOD. Anyways, sorry again that this was so short. I'll try to write more tonight or tomorrow. BUT DON'T QUOTE ME ON THAT

Bye guys! ~Kaylie :)

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