'Sup, my lovelies, here's Lance acting like a goofball.

Just a tiny warning, Pidge gets somewhat foul-mouthed.

Pidge's Glasses

By: thewhiteleovaldez

Lance was pleased with himself. He'd come up with another prank. Lance being Lance, this prank was going to cause great humiliation to someone. In this case...it was Pidge. Why Pidge? Well...Lance was always thinking of pranks to use on everyone. Sometimes he'd even think of pranks that would work on himself, but, himself being himself, they would never work. Anyway, this prank was to be a prank on Pidge. Lance went to find some glue.

"What do you mean, Alteans don't have glue?" Lance demanded.

"I don't know what glue is," Coran retorted.

"Sticky white stuff you use to stick things together." Lance sighed in exasperation.

"Oh, you mean that. Ours is purple. I'm sure I have a bottle somewhere…just a tick." Coran rummaged in a box in his lab. "Aha!" he triumphantly emerged with a clear bottle of purple stuff. Lance eagerly snatched it.

"What do you need it for, anyway?" Coran inquired, turning back to his computers.

"Uh…" Lance rummaged in his brain for an excuse. "I'm working on a project and it won't stick."

"Ah." Coran nodded. "Well, that'll do the trick." Something occurred to him. "Lance-" he turned, but Lance was already gone.

Lance's eyes were alight with mischief as he slipped though the halls of the castle in the middle of the night. Pidge was exactly where Lance had suspected her to be: asleep in one of the training rooms, her computer screen still glowing bright. Her glasses had slipped down his face and were dangling off the edge of her nose. Lance paused for a minute, a stray prick of guilt getting at him. Pidge looked like such a cute little kid when she was asleep. Lance shook it off. This prank was going to be awesome. He reached for Pidge's glasses, and, using the brush that had been in the bottle, smeared some Altean glue on the bridge of the glasses, right where they'd rest on Pidge's nose. Then he placed the glasses carefully back on Pidge's face and held them there for a minute so they'd stick. Then, giggling a little to himself, Lance went to his room and waited for the storm.

Pidge awoke with a start. She groaned as he realized she'd fallen asleep in the training area again, this time all night. She reached up to adjust his glasses. They wouldn't budge. Pidge frowned and tried to take them off. They stayed put.

"LANCE!"

Lance, who was in the dining room at the moment, heard Pidge's shout in the middle of a conversation with Hunk. Lance started laughing. Everyone gave him a look.

"What'd you do to Pidge?" Hunk asked.

"What...what makes you think I did anything?" Lance asked through his laughter.

Keith gave him the dead-pan. "Because Pidge just yelled at you and you're laughing."

Pidge came in at precisely that moment, trailing cords from his laptop as he stormed over to Lance, who was trying to look innocent.

"Take them off!" Pidge yelled, pointing angrily at Lance.

"What? I didn't do anything," Lance defended with a snicker.

"I can't get my fucking glasses off! What did you do to them?! You stupid half-assed son of a bitch Galra fucker!"

"Well, that last part's only half true," Lance smirked.

"Oh, so that's what you wanted the 'glue' for," Coran said, making air quotes. "Funny, because that stuff's supposed to be permanent. You left before I could tell you."

"WHAT?!" Pidge yelled.

"Calm down, Pidge, it's not actually permanent," Allura intervened. "Coran's got the solvent somewhere, don't you Coran?"

"Yes, I do," Coran nodded.

Lance laughed. "Sorry, Pidge, but I couldn't resist."

"You never can," Pidge sighed. "Just don't mess with my glasses again, okay?"

"Sure," Lance shrugged. "Now that I already did, I have better pranks to do."

"Oh, God," Keith groaned. "Seriously?"

Lance's evil grin spoke for him.