Force siblings (complete ✔️)

Hi mom

A snow plate. They were on a God dean snow planet. A planet covered in freezing cold white snow frozen that was crunching like bones under their feet as they walked around the planet. Plus the air felt like it was -0 degrees. Yet, Arcann shouldn't complain. He was wearing a binder that kept his chest warm. Which may he add seemed to be one of the two good things about wearing one.
"I hate snow." Arcann mumbled walking a bit slower behind Ezra. Thexan gasped hurt full sitting up from the snow angel he had been making five feet behind them. He raced towards them.
"Are you being serious? You used to love this stuff growing up!" Thexan stated looking at him. Arcann rolled his eyes.
"I also used to like mom but, things change." Arcann stated while glaring at him. He had a look of pain on his face as he said something about his mom. That women was the most awful women as ever.
"I bet your still as amazing as you are now though." Ezra smiled walking past him. Arcann's face turned a bright shade of red. Sabine began laughing before spinning around quickly. Kanan smirked a bit. Yet, that soon seemed to turn to air as a large building called into the view. Arcann bit his lip as he stood completely still with Thexan and Sabine. Ezra looked at the large building lost in it's enchanting looks.
"Wow. Who lives there?" Ezra asked with a smile.
"Clan Wren." Arcann mumbled looking at the building. He glared a bit. The male hated that place. His mom was there. Mom wasn't a nice women. She was what some people would call a bitch.
"Oh......how do we get in?" Ezra asked. The twins just stood still with Sabine looking lost for a second. Then Sabine sighed as she walked forward. Everyone watched in silence unsure of what to say.
"Where are you going?" Kanan asked looking at her. She smirked turning around to face him.
"The front door." She smiled.
"Wait a second, the what now?"
"Ezra, I lived here. How did you think I got in? The roof top? Now come on." She smiled waving for them to follow. Within seconds they all raced after her leaving a few snowy foot prints behind.
Soon they stood informs of a large black door covered in snow. Arcann stood in front of the door holding her hand out to knock. He figured it be better if he did it since he looked a lot different then when he was younger. Plus he was sent away from this place a while ago.
"Yup, you just gotta knock. No pressure." Ezra smiled. Arcann went to move his hand but, stopped. He bit his lips.
"You can knock now you know." Ezra told him witha smile. Thexan sighed looking at him. Sabine rubbed her temples while looking at the boy as her helmet was in her other hand. Kanan just looked lost for a minute. Was this really a thing he was doing?
"Knock." He smiled. Arcann was bitting his lip while debating where to let someone else do it instead.
"Just knock." He smiled looking at him. Still Arcann stayed frozen to his spot. Ezra leaned over to his Thexan's ear.
"Why isn't he knocking? Does he know how to knock?" He whispered as silently as possible. Thexan sighed as he smacks his shoulder lightly. They all stood there as Arcann remained frozen to his spot biting his lip. Eventually he knocked when he felt he was ready. To his surprise a male in a white helmet covered in yellow paint answered the door with him.
"Can I help you?" He asked looking at him. Arcan opened his moth to say something when Sabine cut him off.
"Tristan?" Sabine asked. The male looked at her for a before revealing a male who looked a lot like Sabine. It was obvious he was about twenty. His eyes were full of so much joy for a second as he saw his baby sister.
"Sabine?" He asked. She smiled as she let out a hyper squeal as she hugged her older brother. He picks her up and spun her around making her laugh. The two sbsilngs smiled as they broke apart.
"God I missed yo sis." He smiled.
"I missed you too. Is mom here? Cause I kinda had a surprise for you." She smiled.
"Is it you dyed your hair again?" He smiled.
"Nope."
"Okay. Be warned mom's inside. If she so much as touches you, I'll shoot her." He smiled. Both siblings looked at each other before laughing. Then he waved them in behind him.
"Don't worry my guns on stun." He smirks as the others follow him.
~time skip~
Sabine smiled as she began explaining to her mother why she had the dark saber. Her mom was a lot nice then what she remembered. Everything else was going good. That is until a brunette pulled the twins around a corner.
"What the hell are you doing here you bastard?" She snapped glaring at Thexan. Thexan sighed looking at the female. Arcann bit his lip fighting back the urge to freak out.
"Hi to you to mom." Thexan sighed.
"I thought I told you to go die." She snapped glaring at him. The twins looked heart broken for a minute. Then Thexan found the words he had been arguing on the inside to say.
"Well you know how three years olds are mom. They don't listen. Especially if you leave them locked in a fucking closet all weekend to starve while you move." Thexan stated glaring right back at her.
"If you kids weren't so useless I wouldn't have done it. Now where the fuck is your bitch sister?" She snapped.
"She's right here." He stated pointing to Arcann. Arcann looked like, he was ready to punch her in the face. Meanwhile a few Mados were looking around the corner at the drama going on. Including a few jedis's who had stowed away with them.
"No. That's not that damn bitch. She looked uglier then that and is a girl. Now where the fuck is Ariana?" She asked about to turn her head. Arcann bit his lip looking terrified as ever. He hated that name ever since he was born. God he hated it with a brining passion.
"She's a guy now and he's right here." He stated pointing at Arcann again.
"No she's not. She's a fucking bitch of a girl. She always has been. So where's the b-"
"Hi mom." Arcann gulped as he looked at her. The women glared at her 'son'. That sounded just like her.
"It's me. And it's Arcann now." He smiled. She stood there frozen for a minute before she dug out her blaster and pointed it to the front of his skull. Thexan jumped trying not to scream.
"Well you're about to be dead." She stated glaring at him.