Dark Knight In The Flowers

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Several Hours After Butterfly In The Flowers. . .

That night in the flower patch, a mysterious cloaked figure arose among the innocent flowers. A small figure stood next to the cloaked boy, um, man.

"Did you hear that, Sparkle Pinkie?"

Meow.

"Exactly! The flowers have called upon THE DARK JEDI KNIGHT OF LOTHAL!" Ezra shouted.

"Come, Pinkie!" Ezra dramaticly whipped around with his cloak billowing out behind him. The great dark knight walked bravely through the flowers like a shadow. Pinkie followed. Together they- Wait why is the dark knight in the flowers? Yeah nobody knows, back to the story. Together they marched through the flowers, throwing Sparkle bombs at the invisible invaders.

"ATTACK, SPARKLE PINKIE! THE INVADERS ARE DESTROYING THE FLOWERS!" Ezra shouted, poiting stoically at the air in front of them. They shouted their battle cry and attacked the air around them. Ezra ignited his blue lightsaber and heroicly defended the beautiful, innocent flowers from the invisible invaders. They fought and fought until they were out of breathe. But still! The bravest of bravest knights valiantly fought off the invaders, even after his commrade, Pinkie, had fallen. Really she just fell asleep.

"DIE! DIE YOU DASTARDLY INVISIBLE INVADERS!" The Dark Knight shouted.

"Ezra!" A voice behind the cloaked figure made him whip around. It was Kanan the dork, um, master.

"What are you doing out here in the middle of the night?!" Kanan asked, a little angry. Ezra deactivated his lightsaber and said in his deep voice.

"I have come to defend the flowers!" Ezra puffed out his chest and put his hand on his hips.

"Ezra, it's unnatrual for teenaged boys to wear a sheet and attack the air in the middle of the night." Kanan said, picking up Pinkie who was still sleeping.

"What? I like flowers." Ezra said defensively.

"Which is fine, but rolling around in them and play fighting in them at night is not." Kanan said, still annoyed.

"Flowers remind me of my mom." Ezra said. quietly. "We use to play in them when I was little."

Kanan didn't say anything for a moment. "Okay. But no more going crazy around them and no more playing in them at night, please." He wrapped an arm around Ezra's shoulders and they walked back to the Ghost.

          Understanding is to honor the truth beneath the surface. 

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