The Phantom of the Opera

Chapter 3 - The Phantom of the Opera

It had been an hour until Sabine and Ezra made it back to their quarters. The theater was still bustling with people who still wanted to see the mysterious new singer that sang on stage. It was a horror flick as the teens tried their best to get away from the hungry mob of people so they could rest and sleep well in their comfy beds.

Finally, after 30 minutes of trying to break away from the chaotic crowd, the teens quickly made their way towards their quarters to only find that their mother was already there waiting for them. A smile was plastered on her lips as the Twi'lek hugged both of her children lovingly.

"Chapel again?" Hera said as she looked over at her oldest child.

Sabine nodded with a cheeky grin on her face. "Yep! Had to drag him away from the place this time. I think we might need to put a collar or something on him so we know where he is." The girl teen teased as she ruffled the male's messy hair.

"Hey! I'm not a pet! I can take care of myself thank you!" Ezra argued as he tried to fix his hair where his sister messed it up.

"Yeah, says the one who talks to himself all the time." Sabine taunted as she could see that she hit a nerve in the boy's body. A warning glare was shot towards her as the boy started to open his mouth, but quickly shut it when he saw his mother's stern face.

"Now you two, enough! I swear it's like the older you two get the more you like to pick at each other." Hera sighed as she rubbed her forehead with her hand.

Ezra just smiled as he slung his arm around Sabine. "Hey, we're brother and sister. I think we're supposed to fight with each other."

Sabine grinned as she elbowed her brother's side. "Yeah, plus, this is just how we show how much we care for each other."

Hera rolled her eyes as she shook her head at the two teens. Children could give you such a headache after a short while. With a sigh, Hera dropped her hand back down to her side as a small smile fell onto her face.

"I guess it can't be helped. Oh, and Ezra," the Twi'lek started as she pulled out a red rose from her pocket, "he's pleased with you." She said as she handed the flower to the teen.

Sabine raised an eyebrow as she looked over at the rose. She was about to say something when her mother touched her shoulder and shook her head in an attempt to say 'don't ask' as the two left the youngling to his thoughts.

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It had been an hour and Kanan still hadn't been able to see Ezra. He first had to talk to all the guests about how much they enjoyed the performance before he could even try to make it to the teen's dressing room. He was in no attempt of not seeing the young teen after tonight so he had to hurry before Ezra decided to finally go to bed.

With a quick slip and a slide, he was finally in front of Ezra's room. Nervousness started to fill the man's heart as he clutched and unclutched his fists. Why was he so nervous? It was just his long lost friend he barely got to see after he moved away suddenly.

Kanan quickly ignored the uncomfortable feelings that ran through his body as he slowly turned the doorknob. He peeked inside to only stop at the sight he saw. Ezra was still in his uniform as he leaned over a dresser while fiddling with a red rose in his hands. His raven hair was messy over his bright blue eyes that glowed under his bangs. The sight was breathtaking as Kanan thought the teen would never grow to look as handsome as he was just now.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his head as a grin started to play around his face. With a breath, he walked into the dressing room and started to chant a little rhyme he used to say when Ezra and him were little.