What happens when a strange space ship with white robotic suited men come?
Will you meet anyone who'll save you?
Will you meet and get to see the strong warrior Zeb?
How will he see you?
Find out in this X Reader.
Star Wars Rebels and its characters...
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It felt like a month after our space adventure and I was feeling down in the dumps, with nothing to do.
Sam would still invite me to come to come to the beach, skatepark and the normal other places, but neither of us had as much fun as before.
Sam would go on about how awesome it was and he was disappointed about not ever seeing the Ghost Crew again.
I zoned out, thinking back to that day and everything that had happened from the beginning when we were caught, to when we had said our goodbyes.
I paused on the memory of Zeb's eyes, staring at me in concern when the ship was in peril from the TIE Fighters.
Rubbing my arm, I feel a warmness budding in my heart. The way he smiled when he and Ezra were joking around, after their squabbles were over ofcourse. The way he was punching down those Storm Troopers. His gruffness and annoyance when Ezra was joking about a situation or his odour. Before we were attacked in space by those TIES, I recalled, Hera taking me and Sam aside and telling us a bit more about their backstories.
I felt sad, hearing about how the Empire had taken their families, homes, away and what they had done to people who refuse to give them their homes.
I rubbed my neck, in thought.
' I feel bad for them. Their homes, their families....
Maybe we should try something, do something for them. We can't change what happened, but maybe if we -'
" YYY/NNN !!"
I jumped, startled, hearing Sam's shout and stared at him, wide eyed.
" You okay? You seem out of it."
" Yeah, I was thinking about them. "
Sam nodded, then looked down.
" Why don't we make something to help cheer them up? I know it's not much, but maybe it could help, even a little bit? "
He turned his head and stared at me looking confused.
" What would we make? "
" Well, remember all you told them about how fun what we do is? Why don't we get them some pictures of that? It's a start, right? "
I asked, looking at him, waiting for an answer.
Sam hummed, thinking for a while until he grinned and jumped up.
" Let's do it! We can take turns taking pictures! "
I nodded, smiling and next thing I knew, we were off on the task.
We took lots of crazy pictures by the park, skatepark, sweetshop, I lost count on how many places there were.
It was more fun than I thought and made up for the past few weeks when we were sulking.
