Star Wars Rebels: A Collection of Short Stories

The Prank War (Part 5)

Kanaan realized how much of a scaredy jedi he was really being. He tried to remain calm and not angry or rash as he tried to sense where Hera was. There were too many distracting thoughts echoing inside the ship. He stood and ignited his lightsaber defensively. He crept out of the room, using the force to know where he was going in the darkness. He had broke free of fear. Kanaan suddenly got an idea to challenge Ezra.. He couldn't duel what he couldn't see. Kanaan smirked. He retracted his blade and clipped his lightsaber to his belt. He picked up a can of spray paint and walked on. He coughed on purpose and Ezra jumped from the vents, landing almost silently. Ezra looked around cautiously, watching for his last victim. Kanaan crept behind him, stealthy like a ninja. He tapped his shoulder, backed away as he turned, and sprayed paint in his face. Ezra stumbled back and then ignited his lightsaber. Kanaan was too quick for Ezra, though. Kanaan jumped behind Ezra and pushed him forward. Kanaan wasn't going to hurt Ezra, but they had to end this war somehow. Kanaan ran to push him forward, but Ezra heard him this time and side stepped. Before Kanaan could stop, he ran into a wall. He banged his head and fell unconcious.. Perfect for pranking.

Kanaan woke up hanging upside down in Ezra's room. He tried to reach for his lightsaber, but anything of use was gone. He sighed and Ezra laughed evilly from the shadows. His hair felt.. Weird. He felt it and it was in a mohawk.
"EZRA!" Kanaan yelled.
There was only silence except Zeb occassionally saying, "Chocolate cake!"
Kanaan sighed when he saw that he was also painted in rainbows. His boots were across the floor, being painted pink from the shadows.
Kanaan yelped. "Not the boots! Please, Ezra.. Not the boots!"
He also noticed.. HIS GOATEE WAS GONE?! The hair? Rainbows? ... Boots? TOO MUCH. Especially the boots. He also had sparkles all over him, his room was covered in 'I love Hera', and his hair was dyed pink.
Kanaan's paitence and calmness snapped. "EZRA STEPHEN BRIDGER!"
"That's not my middle name," Ezra said from the shadows.
"When will you stop?"
"Never! ... Just kidding. After you surrender and say I'm the one and only prank king.. And buy me a snow cone."
"Fine, fine.. I surrender and you're the one and only prank king."
Ezra pushed a button and Kanaan, Zeb, and Chopper fell on their faces and Sabine's door opened. He crept into the vents and came out in the cockpit. He untied Hera, unlocked the door, then ran to find Kanaan to get his snow cone. Everyone sighed in relief, being free. As Ezra ran, he bumped into Sabine. She growled.
"You okay, Sabine?" Ezra said.
She nodded. "I've spent weeks.. Months.. Years.. In there, being raised by Loth cats.. I have become a honorary-"
"Uh, Sabine... You were in there for at most thirty or forty minutes."
"Oh.."
"Yeah. Anyway, c'ya. I'm getting a snow cone."
When Ezra entered Kanaan's room, he was scrubbing his boots without any success. He looked really funny. Rainbow clothes, no goatee, pink boots, pink hair.. Ezra tossed Kanaan his lightsaber.
"Sooo.. Snow cone?" Ezra said.

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