Star Wars One Shots 2.0

Letter's

So I rewatched Violet Evergarden again and cried again and got this idea from one of the chapters. So, I hope you enjoy.
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Ezra P.O.V
I watched my parent's from the doorway, my lothcat plushie in hand, as they started writing things down. This has been going on for 9 days now. Every morning, I will ask my parent's if I could help with things or play games with me like always, but they always say "Sorry Ezra, we're busy".

It's gotten to the point where I am getting upset that they aren't spending time with me. Even before, I didn't get to see them much because of them speaking out against the Empire, and the only time I do see them is for breakfast and dinner.

After a few momonts, I walked into the kitchen, but they didn't notice. "Mom, dad" I called them, finally catching their attention. My mother turned to me with a warm, yet sad smile on her face. "What's wrong Ezra?" She asked me as she put her pen down.

"Why are you writing these letters? Who are you writing these letters to? What are you writing about?" I asked them, hoping and praying they will actually tell me this time. My mother looked at my father, who looked at her with a worried and feared expression. My mother then knelt down to me and patted my head.

"These are letters to someone very important to us" my mother told me. I then felt myself get angry and upset. "That's all? Just someone very important? Are you saying the reason you've been writing for more then a week is because your writing to someone very important!?" I asked, my voiced raised. What I said next really upseted me and my parents.

"Is this person even more important then me? Your own son!? What's so important about this person that it takes time away from you two to spend a little bit of time with me? I never get to see you two any more because of you two doing your stupid broadcasting against the Empire. Why can't you two care about me for even one day and spend some time with me!? I wish I actually had parent's who would actually spend time with me!" I yelled at them.

By then end of it, I was crying with big tears running down my face. When I looked up at my parents, my mother and father had shocked expressions and my mother looked like she was on the verge of tears.

"E-Ezra we-" my mother spoke but I ran out of the room before she even got to finish what she was saying. I ran out of the room and ran to my bedroom and I could hear my parent's calling my name, but I engorged them, locking the door behind me and continued to cry. My parent's had someone who was more important then me in their lives aplenty and that fact hurt me so much.

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I hate this day.
I hate this day so much.
Empire day.

I hated this day for years now and I had a good reason for it. It was the day the Empire was established. The day my parent's were taken away and probably killed, and it was my birthday, which I haven't celebrated in years.

But why should I? Why should I celebrate the day the Empire was made and my parents taken away from from me?

Currently, I was just in the common room on the ship, the Ghost, just looking though some things on a holopad. I just skimmed through things, hoping the day would be over and done with and soon.

I then heard the door to the room open and I turned my head to see Sabine and Kanan carrying two boxs with them.
"What are those box's for?" I asked in a monotone voice as Kanan and Sabine placed them on to the table in font of me.

"I think you should look for yourself" Sabine told me as she smiled. It was that smile that you couldn't quite read. I couldn't tell if it was her evil smile when she is about to prank someone, or a actual genuine smile.

A gave her a glanced and slowly opening the first box slowly and ready to jump if it held a paint bomb in it. Once I opened it without any paint blowing up from the box, I looked inside and seen letter's. Each one of them were stacked neatly on top of one another and each had some writing.  What are all these letter's for? I gave a questioning glace to Kanan and Sabine.

"Well you should probably read this one first" Kanan told me as he pulled a letter out of the box and handned it to me. I accepted it and the Jedi and mandolorian left the room, leaving me on my own to exsamin the letter in my hand. It was simple really, a cream envelope that had a few marks on it and was sealed by a red stamp. I turned it over and it read,

Ezra Bridger
8

What did it mean by 8?
After getting curious enough, i opened the envelope and seen there was a letter inside. I pulled it out and began to read it.

Happy birthday 8th Ezra.
We know we had that fight a few days ago, and we are truly sorry for upsetting you so much and it broke our heart's to see you like that.
We know you wanted to know what we were doing and we didn't tell you cause we wanted to suprise you. We know we aren't going to be around forever, so we wrote all these letter's for you. Each year, you get to open one of the 35 letter's we have written for you, one for every birthday. We hope you enjoy each birthday and have a wonderful time with each passing year. We actually didn't know if we were going to be around for you're 8th birthday, so that's why this letter is so rushed.
Hope you have a wonderful birthday son,
Love, Mom and Dad ☆

I would be lying if I said I didn't feel like I wanted to burst into tears at that momont and had a great warm feeling at that momont.
My parent's wrote 35 letter's for me, for each of my birthdays? Untill I'm like, what, 43 years old?

So this is what they worked on all that week. That whole week before Empire day, my birthday, and them knowing they probably wouldn't be around for my 8th birthday, was kind of heartbreaking.

After reading the letter for another few times, I picked up the next letter. Ezra Bridger 9. I opened it and read, all the way up to 17, cause I didn't want to read all the letter's early.

As I read through all of them, I just smiled at how much effort my parent's put into their words. Over and over, they woukd write how much they loved me and how I will do great things someday.
They also wrote how they hope now that I'll enjoy my birthdays, even if they aren't with me anymore.

I smiled. Well. Now I have something to look forward to to every year.