Authors Notes.
Okay, so my friend Xenozone said she'd read this book and count how many anime references there are in it. And I thought, well let's just make the count really high and ridiculous. So expect lots of references!
Also I don't own any of the mentioned animes, cartoons, movies or games. I wish I did, but I don't. I only own my characters :(.
If you want to know all of the mentioned animes, cartoons, movies and/or games plus or minus their authors or creator, message me or comment. I'll send you a list of them.
Also, many of the random songs I listen can be turned into amv's for all of my stories. If you want to know want kind of music I listen to, again send me a message and I'll let you know what I listen. (It's really random and from all sorts of genres and even in other languages! Don't say I didn't warn you!)
So on with the story!

<Story begins here...>
"So who wants to go first?" asked Neeran to the Ghost's crew. "Or should I have couple of the give examples?"
"Let's go with the example option," replied Kanan.
"Alright," said Neeran. "Janan, Shakkuri, Chopper and Kyipi."
"I'm Janan June," said a girl who had platinum blonde hair with the end tips dyed pink and red.
"I'm Shakkuri Zaneshi," said a teenage boy with tousled auburn hair and a thin plait that went to his shoulder.
"I'm Chopper Zaneshi," said the boy from that morning with fire coloured spiky hair and a thin plait that went to his shoulder.
"I'm Kyipen Zaneshi," said the girl from before with her auburn fire coloured spiky hair and a thin plait that went to her shoulder.
"Understand how it works now?" asked Neeran, looking at the crew of the Ghost.
The crew nodded. It was a rather simple game but worked well for a band of young kids.
"Your turns then," said Neeran. "Highest spectre to lowest."
"We're not gonna get out of this are we?" asked Kanan.
Neeran smirked and shook her head.
Kanan sighed and said, "Fine, I'm Kanan Jarrus."
"You can use your real name here Caleb," said Neeran. "No one's gonna tell the Empire."
"Alright, I'm really Caleb Dume, happy now?" said Kanan.
"Yep," said Neeran, stifling a giggle.
"I'm Hera Syndulla," said Hera.
"I'm Garazeb Orrelious," said Zeb.
"I'm Sabine Wren," said Sabine.
"I'm Ezra Bridger," said Ezra, nervously.
"Well, now that everyone's gone it's mine and his turn," said Neeran, indicating to the boy beside her. "I'm Neeran Zaneshi."
"And I'm Zach Zaneshi," said teenage boy with dark blonde hair.
Questions sparked in Ezra's mind. How could five of them have the same last name but two of them looked completely different from the other three? And how could Shakkuri be about the same age as Neeran and Zach but they were seemingly his parents?
"Now that everyone knows each other's name, who's telling the story tonight?" asked Neeran, looking around at the assembled group.
"It's your turn mum," said Janan.
"Nah-huh, you guys are the story tellers tonight," replied Neeran. "You all know the drill."