First off, this is going to be a four-shot.

Sorry if the characters seem a little OC.

Kanan x Ezra

Enjoy!

Kanan came storming onto their run down, but functioning ship which they called the Ghost. His hand was held firmly attached to a sleeve of Ezras old jumpsuit.

As much as no one wanted to say it, Kanan was practically dragging Ezra up the ramp and into the Ghost.

His grip only tightened when a few bullets came whizzing past them, but he wasn't worried about getting hit. He had no reason to be. Between his force abilities and the young Mandalorian and grumpy Lasat behind him who were firing back at the troopers, getting hurt was the least of his concern.

What had his full attention now was the kid and his reckless actions. His reckless thinking. Going off an trying to be the center of attention again, which ended up with the mission getting blown. It was a rough way out, but they made it, and were now once again in the safety of their home as the ship pulled up and out of the Imperial docking bay. 'Due to Ezra' they lost the supplies which would have given them a decent amount of credits, which they desperately needed for food and fuel. Plus, to top it all off, the supplies were supposed to go to Tarkin Town.

Despite Ezras protests Kanan wouldn't let go of him, no matter what he tried. Even the magics of the force wouldn't work this time around. Kanan was pissed, and even that's an understatement.

When Kanan reached the top of the ramp he stopped and his grip on Ezra tightened. He could even feel Ezras confused and angry sigh. Sabine and Zeb came up next to the angry older Jedi. Zeb giving Ezra a quick pat on the shoulder on his way up.

Sabine opened her mouth to say something, possibly about Ezra, or possibly about his Master but before she could, Heras distinct voice echoed through the mostly silent ship.

"All of you meet me in the cockpit please.." And by the tone in her voice, which seemed a little more upset then it normally does, everyone knew they were going to hear it... but mostly Ezra.

Kanans grip on Ezras arm had reduced a little bit, but not much, as they entered the cockpit with a very unsatisfying hiss as the door slid open.

Hera sat in the Pilots seat, arms crossed. "Someone care to explain what happened?"

"The kid did it.." Zeb sighed, knowing he would never hear the end of ratting Ezra out.

Hera's eyes turned sharply towards Ezra who was now looking towards the floor, shuffling from foot to foot. By the way he was acting, and the way Kanan was holding his arm tight enough that it could rip his clothes, she knew it was him without a shadow of a doubt. "Ezra Bridger. What did you do?" She asked in a slightly angry tone.

The combination of his first and last name never sounded so menacing before, not even from his own mother.

"What did I do?" Ezra retorted in an almost furious way "It's what he did!" The kid stuck his finger up and pointed to his master, who's face twisted and turned in an uncomfortable way.

"What do you mean what did I do?!" Kanan called back as he abruptly yanked his hand off of Ezra's arm, turning to his padawan. "You're the one who got us into this mess with your reckless and irresponsible behavior!"

"GUYS!" Sabine and Hera yelled at the same time. "STOP."

Their attempt had failed and Padawan and Master began to have a fight, which was unusual by now. As much as Ezra likes to break rules and argue he never does either when it comes to Kanan. He's usually a respectful, well-behaved kid with this man he sees as a father figure and mentor.

"Reckless and irresponsible, ey'?" Ezra partially yelled. "You should be thanking me! I saved your life!"

Kanan gave a sarcastic wave of his hand before retorting with "Saved my life? Really! I didn't need help, I would have made it out fine if it wasn't for you and your street rat antics." Kanan said, raising his voice only enough to show authority.

Ezra scuffed his foot angrily "STREET RAT?!" Ezra practically yelled and no one was prepared for what he would say next. "I may be a street rat, but at least I'm not a coward! I would NEVER run if YOU were in about to get killed by troopers! In fact-" Ezra yelled in a rant before being cut off by Kanan.

"THAT'S ENOUGH EZRA." Kanan yelled a very low, monotone, deathly cold voice that sent shivers down everyones spine. It wasn't until then that Ezra had realized what he had done.

The one thing Kanan never wanted to talk about was Order 66, but sure enough in a pit of rage the kid wanted to find a comeback. A comeback that would knock Kanan out the fight and rain him victorious. Although he had accomplished his goal, he felt cold and a sudden pain swept through the force as if there were daggers being sent into his chest. The young teen just stood there for a second before muttering apologetically "Kanan.. I- I'm so sorry. I didn't mean-"

But sure enough Kanan cut him short again with the simple words "Just go meditate, kid."

Ezra stood there and looked at Hera, Sabine, and then Zeb. They all shared the same expression that made him realize it would be best if he did just go out and meditate for a while. Ezra looked down towards the ground and firmly stated, "Yes.. Master." before he turned and headed awkwardly out the door.

"What have I done.." The padawan muttered to himself while placing his head firmly in his hands "I can't believe I- I did that."

Oh Ezzy.. what have you done! ;-;

This was originally just something I was writing for fun, and not going to publish.

But eh, I did it anyway.

Kanan x Ezzy :3

YASS!