Wow, I’ve done more writing lately than art. That’s new. . .
This is a quick short (drabble, I’m told. . .) featuring Ezra and Sabine and CANDYYYY. I was inspired by Owl City’s “New York City” music video (link at bottom of page), and wrote this up real quick. It doesn’t really make much sense, it’s really just fluff. Fluffy space siblings. I’m thinking this is set somewhere around late season one, early season two. Back when Ezra’s teasing made Sabine mad (and/or before she learned to make a good comeback).
While I don’t often get spicy chocolate (cayenne caramel is EPIC), I LOVE 90% dark. . . needless to say, my siblings don’t eat it. So you could say this is inspired by my life too. Whatevs.
Ezra dumped his armload of candy onto the counter and motioned for Sabine to do the same. The cashier looked as if he couldn’t decide whether to faint or laugh at the two bright-eyed teens.
“It’s all his,” Sabine said quickly, pushing her load closer to Ezra’s. He arranged it into an even pile, dropped a stack of credits onto it, then glanced quickly at Sabine. “Sabine, aren’t you going to get anything?”
Sabine smirked and fished out a small package from underneath Ezra’s snacks. “I’m not like you, Ezra. I have sense. I eat a minimal amount of candy in order to not stunt my growth.”
“Since when do you care about being tall?” He grabbed at her chosen candy and studied the label. “Wha – chipotle chocolate?” Horror crossed his face. “That’s, like, against everything ever said! Chocolate is sweet!”
Sabine sighed and snatched her food back, smoothing the rumpled wrapper. “Mandalorians are known for their spicy cooking, Ezra! I love it. And it has way less sugar than normal chocolate.”
He frowned, taking in this contradictory information.
“Besides,” Sabine added, flashing him a wide grin, “how else will I keep you from eating my food?”
Ezra sighed in defeat and paid for his candy. As usual, Sabine was right.
You can find the official music video for “New York City” here. It made me laugh, but some of the implied ideas are not my favorite. I’m not advertising those choices, ya know?
Later, Ezra snuck into Sabine’s room and found the chipotle chocolate lying innocently on her table. Curiosity (his downfall) washed over him, and he reached for it. He took a bite.
Ezra Bridger never, never ate any of Sabine’s food ever again.