7. An Outside View In (1/2)

ruhlsar000 here! here's a short chapter after last week's behemoth of an update for i don't blame you. that was about as bad as i thought it would be, taking about two hours to upload all of it. this chapter was actually inspired by an article i saw a while back about a biracial family who had the cops called on them as they didn't think the father could be the children's father because they look so different. i got to say i have mixed feelings about because yes children can look very different than their parent and the whole stranger danger thing is honestly siding on bull, because children are more likely to be kidnapped by family or friends of family. on the other hand, better safe than sorry. let me know your thoughts. i do not ow star wars rebels! rights go to the mouse! i apologize for errors, delays and author's notes longer than the chapter.

"alright, kemen…" i sigh, looking around. "where did fajr go?" why did i agree to take all the kids grocery shopping?" kemen shrugs. well, that's not helpful. "where would a five-year-old girl go?"

"buried treasure." david says in a bored tone, having attempted to put his favorite sugar coated cardboard into the cart and thinking he had succeeded. i lean over pulling it from the cart and sliding it back onto the shelf.

"kemen, could you go grab her from the gardening area. meet us in the deli." i sigh, extending my sense. yep, there she is.

"yes, uncle." kemen nods, before wandering off.

i wonder, with david and aibek, over to the bakery. david is still huffing about the cereal. i smirk, looking at several types of

ead loafs and, when his back is turn, slide a container of four chocolate muffins into the cart, hiding it under a bag of frozen peas. aibek smiles, widely his little pink lekku twisting in joy. i hold my finger up to my lips and the four year old giggles, nodding his head eagerly.

"excuse me."

i turn to see a torguta security officer. "is there a problem?" i raise an eye

ow.

"i am going to have to ask you and the children to come with me," he says, sounding authoritative. or trying to. yeah, with the amount of actual authority i have come across, he only sounds like a guy putting on airs. he glares at me when i don't immediately submit. for the love of- my sister is a ruler of a planet of warriors, and she doesn't need to puff out her chest to display the fifty donuts she had for

eakfast.

"may i ask why?" i ask, rolling my eyes. what did fajr do now?

"you are under suspicion of kidnapping and we cannot allow you to leave with the children until we sort this out." the man informs, his voice already saying that as far as he is concern, there is no "suspicion" about it.

what the kriff? i haven't been near any kids outside my fam- i glance down at david and aibek, who are looking confused. karablast. "david is my son. and aibek, fajr and kemen are my niece and nephews. i am babysitting them for their parents."

"then this shouldn't take long to figure out." the security guard gestures me to the backroom where the manager is standing.

i groan, following. "if the ice cream melts, i'm not paying for it."

"uncle ezra!" kemen calls, running towards us. fajr, covered in topsoil… again, being drag behind him. "what's going on?"

"i need you to behave and take care of everyone." i say, knowing they are probably going to separate me from the kids. sure enough, they do. i keep my senses trained on them to and send calming waves when one of them starts getting really upset. they actually appear ready to arrest me, especially when the cops show up.

unfortunately, kanan is off world do to his jedi duties. and hera is apparently having a really busy day at her mechanic shop. after the fifth time, it went to voice mail at hera's shop and third at the jedi temple, i don't need force to tell the cops are getting tired of this. i really don't want to have to do a jedi mind trick to get out of this.

finally, i get through to the temple's transmission station. a droid also know as golden rod appears on the hologram. "this is the jedi temple hololine, please state your business." i can literally see every single eye