Aboard the Ghost

The Force seems to be broken or something...

On an open field on Lothal, 1:52 p.m....

"Ow! What was that for?!?"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to!" Kanan said, looking at Ezra who was rubbing his head. "It just kinda happened."

"Sure, somehow messing up with the Force is an accident."

"So you're saying you don't believe me?"

"I never said it, you did. But yeah, technically." Ezra grumbled, giving Kanan a look. Said person just rolled his eyes.

"Fine, you try using the Force and see if anything happens!"

"Sure, why not?" Ezra scoffed, throwing his arm out in front of him. "I'll show you that you just messed up and the Force has nothing to do with-"

"Ow!"

The bucket that he meant to push over ended up hitting Kanan in the face. Ezra looked at him in shock, putting his hands up to cover his mouth. "I'm soooooo sorry! I didn't mean to!" He looked at his hand. "Did I do that?"

Kanan rubbed his nose. "Yep. I told you something funky is up with the Force."

"Do you think it's happening to anyone else too?"

"I don't know..."

A few minutes later on an Imperial star destroyer...

The Inquisitor looked at Vader who was currently 'lounging' on a pile of crates. He had to keep himself from snickering. "Sorry, I swear I didn't mean to do that."

Vader scoffed, but it came out sounding for like 'kshhhhhph'. "That was no mere accident Inquisitor. You did that on purpose, I can see it by the smug look on your face!"

"Ok, so I may have a weird look on my face but that's only cause I think you look ridiculous in your... Current situation. But that was seriously accident. You try using the Force and see what happens!"

With some effort, Vader got up from his spot on the crates. "Fine. I might as well show you that you're just a screw up and using the Force wrong." He focused on a spot over the Inquisitor's head and-

The lights went out.

"AHHHH WHAT HAPPENED?!?!" The Inquisitor shrieked loudly, igniting his lightsaber.

"Oops. I guess there really is something wrong with the Force. I wonder if this is happening to anyone-" Vader was cut off by the Inquisitor's com beeping.

Smiling sheepishly, he went to answer it. "Uh, hold on to that thought my master. Hello?"

"Meet us at the field on Lothal by that one abandoned tower." Said a voice.

"And why would I do that exactly?"

The voice on the other end seemed to grow more frustrated. "Look Baldy, something is up with the Force and I wanna see if it's happening to you too! Now get your dusty butt over here NOW!!!"

The call ended. After putting away his communicator, the Inquisitor looked over to Vader with a slightly aggravated look.

"It seems like we're heading to Lothal."

After a jump into hyperspace...

"This planet is stupid. It has too many stupid cats, stupid grass, and stupid people!" Vader complained, storming through the tall grass. "And where are we supposed to be heading anyway?!?!"

The Inquisitor rolled his eyes. Vader could be such a whiner. "Be patient master. The tower should be in view in a few moments."

"I don't think I'll last. I'm already half dead as it is."

"Just shut it will you?"

"Why don't you shut it?"

"I'm bit even talking that much! And your breathing could probably be heard from Naboo or something so you're way louder!"

"Why you little...!!!"

The Inquisitor slapped a hand over his master's mask, right in top of his mouth piece... Thing. "Hold on a sec, I hear something."

"Ezra..." A voice said a few yards ahead of the two Dark Side users.

"...... Yeah?" Another voice, a bit younger, answered.

"You're an idiot."

"No I'm not!"

"Yes you are! That guy that tried to kill us like a gazillion times is coming here and it's all your fault!"

"I just wanted to see if he was having trouble with the Force too! Besides, I doubt he could kill us with it being messed up."

"Whatever. Just forget it. Wait, what's that sound?" They were probably referring to the sound of Vader's breathing.

"I told you your breathing was loud." The Inquisitor said smugly. Vader just pushed him aside.

"Shut up." He hissed, storming over to the two Jedi.

Ezra's bright blue eyes looked over to the grass. It rustled violently. A moment later, Vader emerged with the Inquisitor not far behind him, looking as if he's trying to keep from laughing.

"It's nice to see that you actually came Quizzy." Ezra said, crossing his arms.

"Well, this visit better be worth listening to Captain Buzzkill complain about this place and how much he hates everyone."

"Hey!" Vader said, crossing his arms. Nobody could really see it, but he was pouting under his mask. "I never asked to some to this place..."

"Then why did you come then?" Both Ezra and the Inquisitor asked incredulously.

"Well," Vader started. " I didn't-"

"GUYS COULD WE PLEASE GET BACK TO THE TOPIC AT HAND?" Kanan yelled, impatiently tapping his foot on the ground.

Ezra cringed. "Yeesh master. Just because I threw spiders on you this morning doesn't mean you should get so worked up over this."

"Stop changing the subject! May I remind you that you were the one that called them to come in the first place?"

"Oh, right." Ezra looked at the two people in front of him. "So, is the Force wonked up for you too?"

They both nodded.

"Then I can proclaim that the Force seems to be broken or something!" Ezra announced dramatically.

"THATS IT?!?" The three adults yelled loudly. He nodded.

"I told you this was pointless!" Vader screamed, pushing the Inquisitor into the grass. "I'll see you back at the star destroyer." He stormed away.

"I would hurt your padawan right now," the Inquisitor said calmly. "But I can't use the Force so I'll settle on one thing."

Kanan moved to the side and gestured to Ezra. "Be my guest."

"Wait, what?" Ezra started to back up. "Kanan...!"

His master just raised his hands up. "I'm not helping you with this."

"Shoot."

A few minutes later...

"I hate my life!" Ezra yelled loudly. "I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!"

All Kanan and the Inquisitor heard were a few muffled cries.

"Did you say something?" They both said, looking down at the mound on the ground where Ezra was buried.