Rebel fleet, aboard the Ghost, 0700 am
Kanan banged on Ezra's door. ''Ezra! Don't make me come in there!'' To himself, he mumbled, ''I wouldn't get away with this in the Temple with my Master.'' Another minute passed with no sound from inside before Kanan typed in the access code on the door. The door opened to reveal a crazed-looking Ezra, wide-eyed and smiling creepily.
''Kaaa-naaaann,'' he whispered. Kanan stomped toward the creature who began to crawl forward into the light that he hated. Kanan took a step back, and the creature called Ezra rushed toward him, leaping into his face. Kanan screamed, running away.
''HERA!'' he screamed in terror. ''HELP! TRANQUILIZER GUN! NOW!'' The Master ran around the ship, being chased by his Padawan who threatened to lick him, for a few minutes before leading him to Hera, who had the tranquilizer gun ready. Before Ezra knew what had hit him, he was drowsy. He let out a blood-curling scream before passing out from the gun.
Kanan looked down at his sleeping Padawan who was sucking his thumb. Hera called from his room, ''I know what caused it! H&H!'' Ezra's Master sighed in exasperation, face-palming himself.
Then he growled, ''I hate H&H.''
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Star Wars Rebels: The Padawan (Completed)
FanfictionEzra Bridger is Kanan Jarrus's Padawan. Inspired by @PrinceJai and his book, Ezra Bridger's Training, this is his crazy adventures aboard (and not aboard) the ship. Caution: May or may not cause uncontrollable laughter.
