Sabezra Fics

Flying Lesson

What's up people it's me again! I got a request from the wonderful @pepoluan on Tumblr so thanks pep!!!
Hope you guys enjoy this one - it's set after Brothers of the Broken Horn, and obviously Ezra isn't as good at flying as he thinks he is!!

Ezra, Zeb and Chopper were messing around near the Phantom, as usual. They were bragging to each other about who could fly the best, run the furthest and shoot the most storm troopers under a minute when Sabine walked up to them. Boys, she thought, shaking her head as she heard Zeb exclaim, "Yeah, pipsqueak, but Force powers don't count! I'm still stronger!"
"Oh yeah?" Ezra responded mischievously, "But you still can't fly the Phantom like I do."
Sabine chuckled as she got to them. "Ezra, you can't fly the Phantom at all! Chopper told me how you got a great fat scratch down the side of the poor ship."
Ezra scowled at the cancerous little droid and said, a little annoyed, "Chopper you little snitch - that was supposed to be our secret! Se-cret!"
Sabine laughed as Chop gave back his gloating reply. "He says he had his fingers crossed the whole time. Besides, me and Chopper are partners in crime. You should know that by now, Whiskers. I could show you how to do the basics of flying."
Ezra gave a sarcastic little laugh and said, "FYI, astromechs don't have fingers. And of course I can fly! I could do loop de loops with my eyes closed!" Zeb scoffed and said, "I'll be back with some waffles to watch you fail."
Sabine sighed and folded her arms, muttering cocky idiot as she got to the controls of the shuttle.
"Lesson number one, flyboy. Know how to start and stop properly. Sit."
His saluted her mockingly and said, "Yes, ma'am, whatever you need ma'am," but still sat down anyway. It was a lesson with Sabine, after all. And he would flirt and joke away, as usual.
She came up behind him and said, "Okay. Slowly and carefully, then make your move and go up."
He started the Phantom and it shuddered, moving out and up. Chopper gave his usual electronic cackle as they moved out. Slowly and carefully, Ezra, he told himself, breathing out. Then you can do some real tricks.
He flew, and suddenly she moved to him, placing her hands over his and guiding him. He felt his breaths quicken, and his pulse too. He'd matured enough so that he could hide his blush whenever she praised him, which seemed to be more and more these days, but these feelings erupted out of nowhere. Yay, hormones!
"Congrats, hotshot. You managed not to scratch the Phantom again."
He laughed, a little shakily. "It's all thanks to my amazing teacher."
She grinned playfully. "Yup. Now let's take this bird for a spin."
The Phantom soared above the clouds of Garel, and into the atmosphere. The planet was nice looking, but not as beautiful to Ezra as Lothal. For him, it would be the most special and most heartbreaking planet.
He got a little more daring, flying the ship at faster speeds than before. He kind of understood Hera's passion for flying now. Kind of. It was fun. And Ezra was always up for fun.
Not to mention there was a very pretty but very dangerous girl right behind him, holding his hands and guiding him as he flew, making his heartbeat flutter like some hyper butterfly. Y'know. No biggie.
She raised her eyebrows, impressed as he dodged some passing creatures in the sky. Taking her hands off his, she said, "I'll admit, I'm slightly impressed. You got some smooth moves, Bridger. Maybe I underestimated you."
He grinned impishly. "Of course you did. I'm special that way. And you didn't have to take your hands off, as much as it was hard to resist this."
She rolled her eyes and pretended to sigh, but she couldn't help smiling slightly. "Dream on, sunshine."
He grinned even wider as he did what he always wanted and made a loop de loop with the Phantom. He know that if he scratched the ship up even more Hera would go into a super-scary-mom rage and make him fix, clean and buff the Phantom with a toothbrush, as well as his room. But, with Sabine around, he knew she probably wouldn't let him crash. Probably.
They flew above the clouds, below and they could see a massive sea just after the city. Sabine thought the colour matched Ezra's eyes perfectly - that same brilliant blue. The city's reflection glittered like an ancient world underwater.
(Authors note: This is where you guys insert 'A Whole New World' from Aladdin playing in the background.)
They crossed back over the sea and near to the port where the Ghost was parked.
The Phantom lurched, and he gave a "Whooaaah" but Sabine grabbed Ezra's hands again and steered it back in control. "I gotcha!" She exclaimed, and they laughed as they remembered when Ezra nearly fell off the AT-TE and Sabine said those same words.
They stared at each other's eyes for too long, and the phantom screeched to a halt as Chopper made his own version of a wolf-whistle.
"Oh, shut up Chopper." Ezra growled. They were now approaching the entrance of the Ghost. Ezra suddenly felt nervous, as Sabine was waiting expectantly for him to park. He coughed and turned to her. "Sabine. Jokes aside, um, can you... I mean it's just for this time but...wouldyoumaybesortakindahelpmeparktheship??"
Sabine's eyebrows flew upwards and she choked out a laugh. "What??!?"
He coughed again, turning bright pink. "What I meant was... Do you mind showing me how to park the Phantom?"
She laughed with glee, "So the great pilot needs a hand parking after all!"
He looked embarrassed until she manoeuvred his hands and resisted the urge to smirk as he moved forward. "That's it - slowly, laserbrain." Sliding the Phantom in without a scratch, he whooped with joy, jubilant, and Sabine's eyes twinkled.
"Skilfully done, apprentice. Flying lesson number one is complete."
He raised an eyebrow and grinned his usual grin. "The student has become the master, once again."
She huffed, flexing a quite prominent muscle.
"Please. You can't beat me, or for that matter Hera."
He shuddered internally but said, "Oh it's on, Paint Girl. You wanna get some training wings if you're gonna go up against me? You've seen me fly but you ain't never seen me race!"
They shut the door of the ship and he felt the urge to say something. "Oh... And thanks. For the lesson. It was actually pretty amazing. Now Hera won't have a reason to fling me into hyperspace."
She smiled that little half smile at him, and said, "Anytime, Whiskers,"
His stomach clenched and it felt like a thousand loth-cats were parading around in his insides. Dang, Ezra, he thought to himself a little smugly. Their relationship had really progressed way back from his awkwardness and her dissing him. They could tease each other for hours, and though his hears would beat like a crazed hummingbird around her, he still joked and flirted, being less awkward - though he still managed to fall or get knocked over whenever he was around her, much to her amusement. That girl was magnetic with her pull on him, he thought. Lando had given him an non-literal but totally intentional slap on the face when it came to flirting and Sabine. He had to be SNEAKY. And Ezra could do sneaky. Now all he needed was to get taller! Come on, puberty train, he thought a bit frustratedly. You can hit me any one of these days!
Being a powerful soon-to-be-Jedi also helped with his chances, he supposed.
The walked out of the Phantom together, his hand in her shoulder (a signature sneaky-flier move of his) with Chopper in tow, warbling.