Ezra Bridger's Training

Revenge Of The Master

Lothal, Kanan's Room, 0600 a.m.

Kanan was getting tired of Ezra pranking him and making a mess of Hera's ship. The latter mostly because Hera yelled at him. So today was going to be different. The Master would have his revenge. How though Kanan wasn't for sure about. Finally an idea popped into his head. Tip toeing out of his room he snuck down the corridor. Ezra was taking a shower this morning. Kanan smiled to himself. 'This is going to be so much fun!' He thought as he crept into the bathroom. Ezra was singing loudly in the shower.

I'VE GOT A DREAM! I'VE GOT A DREAM! I JUST WANNA SEE KALLUS SCREAM! I'VE GOT A DREAM! I'VE GOT A DREAM! I JUST WANNA SEE THE STARSHIPS GLEAM!

Kanan ignored him and quickly grabbed Ezra's clothes and turned to go. But he stumbled and Ezra peered out. He screamed when he saw Kanan and lauched a bottle of shower gel at him.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE!? GET OUT!" Ezra shrieked. Kanan ran out of the bathroom and into his room. He stood on the other side of his closed door, snickering. Then he heard the sound of wet feet slapping the floor. He opened the door and screamed. Ezra stood there wrapped up in a towel looking like a half drowned Loth-rat. 

"Give me back my clothes, Kanan." Ezra glared at him.

"Or what?" Kanan smiled widely. Ezra marched past him and into his room. Grabbing a extra pair of Kanan's clothes he marched back to the bathroom.

"Hey. Hey, wait! Those are mine." Kanan frowned. He scratched the back of his head. "That back fired." A few minutes later Ezra walked out of the bathroom wearing Kanan's shirt and pants. The shirt was so big on him it went to his knees and he had to tuck the pants into his boots. Kanan glared at him as he walked past. Ezra stuck out his tounge. "Nyaaaah!"

Kanan rubbed his hands together. One way or another he was going to get even.

Later That Morning. . .

"Hey, Sabine. Can I use a couple of your paint bombs?" Kanan asked sticking his head in her room.

"Why?" She looked at Kanan suspiciously.

"Noooo particular reason." Kanan said grinning.

"Uh-huh. Here." Sabine said tossing a couple to him.

"Thanks!" Kanan ran down the corridor. Sabine rolled her eyes.

"That's not going to end well."

After being sure Ezra wasn't on the Ghost, Kanan planted one of the bombs in Ezra and Zeb's room. Zeb was in the kitchen eating for the third time that morning. Kanan hid in the common room, putting his ear to the door so he could hear when Ezra was coming. Soon Kanan heard foot steps. They were light foot steps and Kanan heard the door to Ezra's room open. Assuming it was Ezra, Kanan pressed the detonator.

"AAAAAAH!"

Kanan's eyes went wide and his mouth hung open in shock. He had been expecting to hear Ezra scream, instead he heard Hera. The door opened and Hera stood there glowering. She was covered in yellow paint.

"Hi Hera, hi Hera, hi Hera, hi Hera." Kanan said nervously. Then he realized he was still holding the detonator. Hera also noticed this and her head tails began to twitch angrily.

"Bye, Hera!" Kanan squeaked and ran out of the room.

"KANAN JARRUS! YOU'RE IN TROUBLE WHEN I FIND YOU!" Hera shouted, stamping her foot. He was so dead later. He stood in the cargo hold panting. "Well that back fired too."

"Yeah, by the sound of it. It did." Ezra said popping up behind a crate next to Kanan. He screamed in surprise, holding his arm up. Ezra just stood there holding Pinkie.

"You'll never succeed in pranking me." Ezra said walking away. Kanan watched him go.

"Yeah, we'll see about that." He said quietly. Kanan went outside, plotting his next prank.

"AHA! That's it!" Kanan shouted suddenly.

"What's it?" Ezra asked standing up behind Kanan, holding Pinkie still.

"AAAH! What's wrong with you!?" Kanan yelped. "Quit popping up behind me. It's weird."

Ezra shrugged and went inside the Ghost. Kanan followed after a bit. He would succeed in pranking Ezra even if it killed him. Well not literally. Kanan still had a paint bomb left. This time he would put it somewhere where only Ezra would go. He stuck the last bomb in the vent in Ezra and Zeb's room. Then he went into his room and waited. And waited. And waited some more. Finally he heard some one remove the grate to the vent in that room. He was pretty sure it was Ezra so he pressed the detonator.

"KARABAST!" Zeb growled from his room. Kanan slapped his face with his hand. His door open suddenly. Hera and Zeb were standing there, both covered in yellow paint.

"Heh. Hi guys." Kanan said smiling innocently.

Revenge is not the Jedi way. Because most Jedi are terrible at getting even. Such as Kanan.