BROUGHT TO YOU BY K.K., D.E. & DJ JJ K.
Outside the Ghost, 22:00 p.m.
"I'M AT A PUBLIC COMLINK TRYING TO CALL HOME!
ALL OF MY CREDITS I WASTED ON YOU
WHERE HAVE THE TIMES GONE, DOLL IT'S ALL WRONG
WHERE ARE THE PLANS WE MADE FOR ME?!" Kanan sang loudly.
"That's not how the song goes, Kanan!" Ezra scolded. "Sing it right!"
"I improvised!" Kanan hollered back.
"Well, it stank, like Zeb." Jayson said, sliding down the ramp.
"Jerk." Kanan huffed.
"Your face is a jerk to the universe." Jayson retorted. Ezra giggled at the comeback earning a glare from his Master. Kanan mumbled under his breath.
"Anyways," Kanan began, "Why are we out here, Ezra?"
"I have called this meeting to discuss something of utmost importance." Ezra replied with an air of dignity.
"Which is?" Jayson pryed.
"I dance, Kanan sings, you rap." Ezra said. "It's destiny for us to start a band!"
"No. No, it's not." Kanan said flatly, turning away. Jayson grabbed his arm to stop him.
"If I'm being dragged into this, than so are you." Jayson said.
"Yaaaaay!" Ezra cheered. "You're going to be in my band!"
"I hate you." Kanan growled at Kallus. The latter simply shrugged.
"So what will we call ourselves?" Ezra asked.
"Rebellious!" Kanan suggested.
"DJ JJ K. and the Rebels?" Jayson said.
"Why does your name have to come first?" Kanan whined. Kallus rolled his eyes at the juvenile behaviour.
"DJ JJ K. and the Rebellious Ones." Ezra said.
"Mm, yeah. Has a nice ring to it." Jayson mused.
"It's okay." Kanan agreed reluctantly.
"Then it's settled!" Ezra declared happily.
"Goody." Kallus said boredly. "Can I go now?"
"No!" Ezra hissed. "We must decide what will preform tonight."
"I'll pass." Kallus said, walking away.
"Hey, wait!" Kanan hollered. "Get back here! I won't suffer alone!"
"I'M DJ JJ K. AND I'LL DO WHAT I WANT!" Jayson rapped as he broke into a run. Ezra executed a few acrobatic dance moves to catch up to Jayson.
"I'm Dancing Ezra! And I'll stop you!"
"Not before Karaoke Kanan stops the evil DJ!" Kanan sang on key, mmm, sorta.
"No two loosers can stop the might of me!" JJ ran up the ramp of the Ghost. Dancing Ezra and Karaoke Kanan chased after him, shocking the rest of the crew members.
"Jrnfojdn DJ db!" Chopper chirped.
"Yeah." Hera agreed, locking herself in the cockpit.
"Hera!" Sabine shouted, banging her fist against the door. "Let me in, please!"
"Sorry, I can't hear you!" Hera called back. She could hear DJ JJ K., Dancing Ezra and Karaoke Kanan coming closer.
"I'll do all the supply runs for the rest of the month!" Sabine said.
"Still can't hear you!" Hera repeated. Next to her, Chopper made a laughing noise.
"Aaaah! No!" Sabine shouted as Jayson began to rap loudly and Kanan singing loudly off key. Hera could hear Ezra moving around, probably doing horrible dance moves to impress Sabine.
"I don't deserve this." Sabine sobbed, banging her head against the door.
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Kanan Jarrus' Training
RandomWARNING: SEQUEL TO EZRA BRIDGER'S TRAINING Being a Jedi Master is fun. . . Unless your padawan has a magical backpack. (Stories, additional characters [unless stated otherwise], and JOY are copyrights of PrinceJai Co. All rights reserved)
