Chapter 1
Pidge is not the type of girl who likes to wear dresses. In fact, she usually avoids them altogether.
"Pidge, we need to talk about this," Allura said sweetly, standing outside the bathroom door. Keith had recently returned from the Blades of Marmora, and Allura, wanted to throw a "homecoming" party. Whatever that was. And more importantly, she wanted Pidge to wear a dress.
"I am not wearing a dress, Princess." Pidge replied sarcastically.
"I would rather wear a suit, than wear a dress."
"Please Pidge, its for the good of the team." Allura pleaded. Feeling bemused and blackmailed, Pidge muttered "oh alright," and left with the dress.
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Alluras POV
As Pidges grumbling subsided as she walked down the hallway, Allura turned to Coran.
"You know, that girl has a lot of spunk. I think that's why Lance has a crush on her."
"What?" Coran whisper-yelled. "They're like brother and sister! That would be just weird!"
Allura glanced at Coran with a look of exasperation.
"Lance woke up from a coma, to save her life. A COMA!" Allura argued. "And Pidge always tells Lance to stop flirting with other girls. Come on Coran!. They don't call you the Coranic for nothing. Why can't you piece this together?!"
"Well, it might be the end of the quinacking Galra if they combined forces." Coran mused. "They would be one hell of a couple." Allura looked to Coran in triumph, and said; "I'm glad you agree with me."
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Pidges POV
(in her room)
Feeling rather resentful, Pidge picked up her dress, and tried it on. It was a long, ball gown-type maxi-dress, in her favorite colour, green. It had emeralds on the bodice that dissipated throughout the dress, and shone when she walked. Though it was quite pretty, and suited her very well, she still hated it. She hated feeling vulnerable and open. It made her feel weak, and almost, girly?! What if it affected the way the other Paladins saw her as a teammate? The teasing from Lance would be endless. Or- would it? Lance had started acting more closed near Pidge, and to her, it seemed odd, kind of awkward. Ever since Lance had died, (and was brought back to life by Allura), he had been acting strange. Pidge didn't know what she felt about Lance. Whenever he was near her, she felt safe, and happy.
"Ok Pidge, pull it together." Pidge murmured to herself in the mirror." "Alright Pidge, time to get ready." The party was in four hours, and she just had enough time to do what she needed to do. She has her priorities.
1-Ask Hunk for advice
2-Talk to Lance
3-Get present for Keith
4-Ask Allura for dressing advice
She had a long list, and she better start now.
Hope you liked my first chapter! I think there will be around 3-5 chapters in this series. It was written late at night. Tell me what you think! This is my first Voltron fanfiction so it might not be that good. If you have any suggestions on what I should write about, tell me. Thanks for reading my fanfiction! I think I will be updating every friday and wednesday.
