Star Wars Rebels: A Collection of Short Stories

The Last Straw

For the millionth time, Ezra had painted the beautiful ship pink, inside and out. The crew was hanging upside down over a pool of sparkle filled water, screaming for their lives. Hera took one look and then huffed in frusteration. She was done. She turned and stomped back over to the ladder. She climbed up into the Phantom and took off, leaving the crew behind - except Chopper.
He beeped, "Finally, we're ditching them!"
Hera put the ship on autopilot and crossed her arms. "We are not ditching them... I'm just sick of them not taking anything seriously so I'm leavi- oh..."
"Diiiitchiiiingggg..." Chop beeped.
"Fine. We're ditching them," Hera reluctantly agreed, feeling kinda guilty.
"This ship is pink too," Chopper reminded her.
The feelings of guilt were now gone and she huffed in annoyance. "Of course it is..."

"Hey, where'd Hera go?" Kanan asked, covered with sparkles like everyone else.
Ezra shrugged. "I didn't do anything to her..."
"Then where'd she go?" Sabine wondered.
Ezra shrugged. "Beats me... Should we com her?"
Taylor frowned. "She'd never leave without saying something."
Zeb grinned. "The rust bucket is gone too... Thankfully..."
"Zeb!" everyone shouted.
Zeb raised his hands in mock surrender. "Sorry, sorry..."
Kanan rolled his eyes. "So, why would she leave?"
"I don't know... Maybe she's sick of Ezra pranking people," Sabine suggested.
"...and ruining her ship," Taylor added.
"Me?! It can't just be me!" Ezra argued, crossing his arms.
Kanan gestured to the pink ship around them and flicked off a sparkle. They all gave Ezra a look.
"Let's just go get Hera back," Sabine shouted.
They all yelled their agreement and began the search for Hera...

Hera got into a battle with the Imperials. With limited guns, she was fighting a losing battle. She knew she was going down... Chopper complained constantly, rolling around in circles of panic. Hera blew up a good chunk of the TIE patrol over Lothal, but one lucky shot got the engine. She began falling and falling, clinging to the controls for dear life. Hera and Chopper screamed, falling towards the surface.

"Where is she?" Kanan grumbled.
Zeb shrugged. "No idea... But when we find her, can we leave Chopper?"
"Uh... Guys?" Taylor said.
"No!" Kanan said, glaring at Zeb.
Ezra and Zeb frowned. "Aw..."
Sabine's eyes widened. "Guys..."
Kanan rolled his eyes. "Sure no one sees-?"
"GUYS!" Sabine and Taylor yelled.
"Not so loud!" Ezra complained.
"A ship... The Phantom... It's falling!" Taylor said, pointing out the window.
Kanan dove down towards the ship, aiming to recover it with the magnets before it hit the surface of the planet. But he simply wasn't fast enough. They almost had her, but then Kanan was forced to make an emergency landing - a rough one at that - as the Phantom crashed.

To be continued...