The Crazy Adventures of Ezra Bridger

The Doctor's Appointment

7:46am on the Ghost...

Ezra was still asleep this morning, seeing as it was a Saturday. But, the rest of the crew, however, were all up and getting ready for a very difficult trip they were facing today. Getting Ezra to the doctors office for a checkup. He naturally hated the doctors like any human would, but he has been complaining about his knee, so the crew decided it was time to get him checked out. They haven't told him, of course, because that would just cause more problems, probably including the loss of limbs and eyeballs due to Ezra trying to escape.

"Alright, Hera, I've prepped the Phantom. We're ready to go. Got Ezra ready yet?" Sabine asked, leaning against the doorframe of the cockpit on the Ghost.

"Not yet..." Hera replied, gathering up the ropes to bind Ezra's hands and legs so he couldn't fight back when he realized where he was, and where he was going when he woke up.

"I just gave him a shot of the tranquilizer, he'll be out long enough to get him tied up and into the Phantom without a problem." Kanan said, walking into the cockpit.

"Great, why don't you two come help me. Sabine, grab that handkerchief so we can gag him. He's annoying when he's mad and trying to get out of something."

And with that, Hera, Kanan, and Sabine all headed to Ezra and Zeb's room. Zeb himself was just waking up, but he knew what was going on, considering all of them had a secret meeting last night after Ezra had fallen asleep.

"Alright, Kanan, make sure those ropes are tight. You know he's stronger than he looks. Sabine, make sure that knot isn't loose. If it is, it'll sag and he'll gnaw right through that handkerchief. You know he's like an oversized rat."

After about ten minutes of preparation, Ezra was being carried to the Phantom by Zeb, who you could tell, didn't care very much about what he was doing.

Ezra's arms and legs, and even his head were being bumped on things.

"Zeb, be careful!" Hera scolded.

"Why? We're takin' him to the doctors, anyway!" Zeb pointed out as he dropped Ezra in a seat, then proceeded to take his own next to Ezra.

"Alrighty, everyone here?" Kanan asked, turning in his seat at the front the ship, checking off his mental checklist. Chopper, Hera, Zeb, Sabine, and Ezra. All there.

"Alright. Off we go." Hera said, walking up and shutting the hatch.

And with that, they were off.

About thirty minutes later...

The tranquilizer was starting to wear off, and Ezra had almost completely woken up. He looked around, confused why he was tied up. At first he started to freak out, thinking he had been captured, but when he saw the crew all there, he started to piece everything together.

"AH OCER?!" {translation- "THE DOCTOR?!"} He screamed through the handkerchief.

"Sorry, kid. You wouldn't have cooperated otherwise." Kanan said from his seat.

Hera, who was sitting across from Ezra, put a hand on his knee. "You'll be fine. It's just a checkup, and to have him look at your knee."

The rest of the trip was silent, nothing but very, very cold glares from Ezra.

When the crew finally landed, they were trying to figure out how to drag Ezra to the doctors office and not look suspicious, due to his restraints.

Zeb stood up first. "Alright. I'll throw him over my shoulder and we'll run."

"No, Zeb," Hera said, slapping his arm. "that will look even more suspicious then him walking with the ropes."