Ezra was very excited. He was finally going to see Maul's home! To see what makes the Zabrak tick, to see his culture. But then again...this was Maul, and if Ezra was going to see his home he probably shouldn't be surprised if he happens to find a satanic ritual. Actually, I probably will see something like that, Ezra thought with a grin. He was sitting in the copilot's seat next to Maul, who was of course in the pilot's seat. The Zabrak was typing the coordinates in for Dathomir. The old Nightbrother turned to Ezra, "My apprentice, I should warn you," Maul said. "Dathomir is full of dangers, from the mighty Rancor to the dead battle droids left over from the Clone Wars. And yes I know, Dathomir wasn't in the war." The Zabrak sighed. Ezra was quite confused, but also content just sitting in the chair and holding Mr. Snugglesworth against his chest. Maul smiled when he glanced over at Ezra, the human yawned. Ezra was feeling very tired, and he knew it was smart to sleep while they were traveling through hyperspace. Maul seemed to notice this, and nodded in approval. Ezra grinned, grabbing a blanket and fell to asleep.

Sorry it was short today, guys! Hope you like it anyway! Comments and feedback are always appreciated.