Kanan had lost his light saber. Ezra and Zeb were having a long and drawn out duel in their room with light sabers!!!!

"Ezra!" Kanan yelled. "Did you take my light saber?"

"No." Ezra told him. Zeb deactivated Kanan's saber.

"Yes you did." Zeb told Ezra.

"No. you did." Ezra giggled. They went back to dueling.

A few hours later...

Now Ezra had lost his light saber. He suspected Kanan. Or Zeb. Or Chopper. Or Sabine. Or Hera. Or Secret. Or a random storm trooper. Or Darth Vader. Or Agent Kallus. Or an inquisador. Or the table. Or a waffle. Or the holo chess table. Or maybe he just dropped it and never picked it up. Or maybe it was strapped to his belt, like always. Or maybe he was holding it. But Kanan was the most likely. Besides the table. Those things are evil!

"Kanan!" Ezra called. "Have you seen my light saber?"

"I buried it." Kanan admitted.

"Why?" Ezra asked.

"Just cause..." Kanan shrugged.

"Why?" Ezra asked again.

"Cause you stole mine." Kanan skipped down the hallway with Ezra chasing him.