Hera: Alright which one of you tweaked the oven? I can't turn the heat down!
Sabine: Well it wasn't cooking fast enough so I gave it a little boost.
Hera: What on earth were you cooking?
Zeb: Hopefully Chopper, that walking can won't stop b- OW CHOPPER!
*A thud and some bristling can be heard just outside the haul of the Ghost*
Ezra: Kannan that isn't gonna fit.
Kannan: Trust in the force and it will Ez.
Ezra: Even the force agrees it's too early for a tree.
Kannan: *sighs* What the heck do we do with this tree then?
Sabine: We can decorate it-
Zeb: I say we throw it away, or throw it at the Imperial camp. Same thing.
Hera: Whatever, I just need the fastest way to get the turkey in the oven guys. Do what you wish with the tree.
Kannan: So that means we can keep it?
Hera: Not on my ship.
Author's Note: I know this one is a little short. Sorry!
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SWR One Shots
Science FictionIt's quarantine. As a huge nerd I thought this would be fun.
