Notes: Mentions of wanting death and... Voltron? More notes at the bottom!

It was quiet. Peaceful for once. Helia could actually hear himself think. It was true bliss, really, in the spacious, shared bedroom as he scribbled down some possible story ideas. Riven was perched on the bed, headphones plugged in and held a look of concentration. Timmy typed furiously at the computer, although they had gotten rather used to the clicks. It was almost soothing, in a way. Sky was off, visiting Bloom, Nabu had been testing out new spells, and Brandon was being social as always.

It was a wonderful scene. But alas, all good things came to an end.

Brandon sauntered near the doorway, and Helia stifled a groan at the man. He was holding a bunch of papers in a mismatched pile, nearly skipping. Helia pretended he hadn't seen him enter. Whenever he came in with that stupid grin on his face, they all knew the protocol to run as far away as possible.

Helia watched from his peripheral vision that he quietly walked up to the unsuspecting Riven, and unplugged his headphones.

Riven spluttered, nearly hitting his head against the wall behind him as the ending chords of 'Everytime we Touch' ended, his playlist moving to 'Toxic'. Huh, not what he had been expecting. Still, expect the unexpected, he had learnt. After All, they had gone through plenty in the past.

"Wow, for the guy dating the literal guardian fairy of music, that is not what I was expecting." Brandon whistled, as Riven mumbled a 'shut up' and threw his headphones at Brandon. "Although, I commend you, Britney Spears is an actual queen-"

"Did you know that she nearly died?" Timmy spoke up, sounding all too serious. "I had been studying Earth Culture, and apparently someone attempted to poison her with a substance called 'H2o'." Timmy said this in a factual manner, and Helia nearly snorted when Brandon turned around, a look of shock on his face. "Dude, really?" He managed to creak out, and though Riven attempted not to look interested, he put his laptop aside.

"Yup. Says it all in this article." Timmy said nonchalantly, and a small grin appeared on Helia's face. Timmy was the actual worst. Brandon quickly walked over to his computer, where sure enough, Timmy had made a fake article.

Helia shook his head. They were ridiculous. Helia decided to speak up. "So, Brandon, what are all those papers?" Helia was genuinely intrigued, and although it probably lead to something of a mess, it would be better than discussing the deadly effects of water. Brandon nearly jumped, having not noticed the man who was literally sitting at the window. Clear as day from the doorway. "My gosh Helia, give a guy a warning! I would rather not die this early." Helia raised an eyebrow, but decided not to question the young adult.

Brandon plopped down on the bed beside Riven's, and sprawled his papers down dramatically. "Anyway, the papers. This has to do with all of you, so you guys should like, sit around." Regarding all of them? Either that would mean Brandon was playing messenger from Helia's grandfather, or he had taken personality quizzes for the each of them again. Either way, Timmy and Helia walked over whilst Riven looked over from the other bed. "What is it?" Timmy asked after a moment,, for at closer notice, they were all… scribbled notes? Helia wouldn't admit it, but he was intrigued.

"Okay, so I've re-watched up this show and-" There it was. Brandon seemed to be obsessed with Earth culture and the entertainment it had to offer. Stifled groans came from the other members, but Brandon seemingly didn't notice. "Anyway, Voltron had me thinking who the each of us would be. So, as you can tell, each of the papers are colour coordinated to each character of the show, and who I think would be suited for who."

Riven wrinkled his nose lightly as he read his name on a red piece of paper. "Who is this… Keith guy? It's a guy, right?" He said, skimming over the notes. Brandon nodded, in complete seriousness. "Keith is the moody one in the group. He has emotional issues, an angsty past, and is pretty damn bad with dealing with stuff. Plus, the both of you have weird haircuts."

Riven scoffed lightly. "Okay, wow. I'm pretty damn sure that that was low-key offense to the both of us. And, it says here that he was a drop-out. Wouldn't that make him Helia, then?"

Helia looked slightly offended. "Hey, I transferred. There's a difference-"

"-But he fits you better then pretty dropout boy over there." Brandon cut in. "Logic, Riven. Anyway-" Helia felt low-key offended at the comments thrown at him. 'Stay patient, Helia. You're used to this." He thought, taking a deep breath.

"Okay, then what about the rest of us?" Timmy asked curiously, and Brandon held a green paper to him. "You would be Pidge. The brains of the group. The glasses character, except with sass. I think it works" Timmy shrugged, nodding slightly. "I can take that." He said, reading the notes. Helia sighed. It seemed that he wasn't going to get his quiet reading time back, after all.

"You would be Lance, Brandon." Helia said, quietly. "The oh so charming, competitive, cocky loverboy of the group." Helia hated to admit it, but he had binged the series after hearing enough of Brandon's rants. Brandon gasped lightly, in surprise. "You think so? I thought I felt a connection to him! Hell yeah!" He said, pumping a fist in the air. Definitely him. Which would leave…

"As for you, Helia, you get to be our leader!" he said excitedly, handing him a black paper which he wrote in white pencil crayon. "..What?" Helia found himself asking, after reading the notes.

Brandon gave him a look, as if it were obvious. "Well, you pick and fight the battles that need to be fought. Level-headed, calm, and tries his best to keep everything together."

As Brandon continued to ramble on about Shiro, he felt happy at the comment. He hadn't known that he had thought so highly of him. It was quite the compliment. "Plus, he's like, attractive. And, he's the group dad, so…"

Helia blinked. Once, Twice. "What? The group dad?" Helia knew Brandon thought he was, and quote by quote, "Too pretty to be that straight." He looked around to the group. "..You guys don't seriously see me as the group dad, do you?"

"Well…" Timmy scratched the back of his neck, whilst Riven looked to the side. Brandon nodded. Helia couldn't help it, he let out a groan. "Guys, I'm a year older than you all. I'm not the father." He sighed.

As on cue, Sky entered, back from visiting Bloom. He entered the room, not questioning the Brittany Spears blasting through the room. "Hey Helia, do you know-"

"Where you left that shirt? It was a wrinkled mess. I ironed it, should be on your desk." Helia answered back, receiving a thanks as said man left. Nabu followed, not skipping a beat as he poked his head in. "Helia, can we train at some point? I wanted to test out these new spells."

Helia smiled as he looked up to the man. "Of course. I'll help you in five?" Nabu nodded happily, exiting. Helia hadn't realized what occurred that made the three specialists around him look at him in awe. Whatever he had done, the deed was done. Helia's eyes widened. Oh no…

"Oh my god, Helia. You actually are our dad" Timmy said, as the other two laughed. Helia groaned. That had been something straight out of a sitcom. The laughing only continued as Brandon let out a thought. "Oh my gosh, guys. Helia's truly become a father. Have you told Flora yet?" He laughed, as Helia decidedly raised his arms in the air.

"I have a bottle of H2o right here," He said, raising his water bottle." "-and I'm going to go die now. See you guys in the afterlife." Helia said in a monotone voice, taking his exit with this book. Timmy crackled up at the other's expressions. "Dad, no!"

In all honesty, I've been wanting to write a 'daily life' type of AU with the craziness of the Specialists for a while now. As for Igor-Who, I apologize for the dilemma, and hope to have the next chapter up soon! The craziness of high-school has me looped up at the time being. As for everyone being OOC? That's completely intentional.

Notes:

- Nabu is alive, due to finding a cure to fix him.

- Anything past season four is not mentioned. Although characters such as Crystal may be mentioned, this follows more of a casual plot-line.

- The Winx + Specialists are teachers, so they haven't really gone anywhere.

- This story is not Winx-centric, although the characters will be brought in often.

- Helia is the narrator for the time being!