This is a short story written for the Hunk's Corner Drabble Challenge. A word or theme is given to use in a story with a 500 word limit about the Voltron universe.

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Is Anybody Home?

By Shannon (AKA KittyShan, LancesKitten)

Word/Theme: Home

Word Count: 500

Voltron: Defender of the Universe

Disclaimers: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. Original/new characters belong to the author.

The room was dark, the inhabitants silent as they watched the projection of a flickering image. A sweet-looking girl was wearing a checkered blue and white dress; she closed her eyes, clicked her ruby-red slippers thrice, and began to chant, "There's no place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like home..."

The air swirled around the girl, a spell spoken by a nearby woman who claimed to be a witch. However, this particular detail had been hotly debated when she first appeared in the transmission; Hagar insisted that no respectable witch would be caught dead in a pink dress covered in ruffles.

Of course, what really mattered was the message finally came to a close and the lights in the room began to glow brighter until its occupants could all see one another clearly.

Zarkon looked to Hagar. "Why is this the first we're hearing of these powerful Terran witches?"

Sighing, the old woman shook her head. "I already told you, Sire. That woman is no witch!"

"What I want to know," Lotor chimed in, "is where we get those magical red shoes! We could travel anywhere with a pair of those!"

Commander Cossack nudged the Prince's ribs and whispered. "You should find out if they have magical red boots. I hear high-heels are bad for your arches."

"Hagar!" Lotor demanded. "I need answers now!"

The old witch studied the floor near her feet and rubbed at her temples. "Cossack?" She finally spoke. "Tell me again where you got these 'transmissions' and what the other messages say."

Both the King and Prince of Doom paid rapt attention to their usually foolish commander as he spoke with obvious pride.

"Yes, of course, mistress Hagar." Cossack bowed deeply. "They were part of a convoy delivering goods to the space explorers on Arus. There were many different messages, some seemed to be stories of woe, some tales of love and romance. Several seemed to be some sort of instructional videos on how to capture villainous criminals while disguised as a bat-man." He paused long enough to lift a small box into the air and give it a shake in the witch's direction. "But I knew this one was important because in the beginning, there is a giant lion's head and he's roaring. I knew it was a secret message for the Voltron Force."

The men started to once again hotly debate the information and secret weapons they believed they had uncovered and the old woman shook her head once more...how many times did she have to explain to these morons the Terrans love of frivolity and their constant need for entertainment?

And, this is why we can't win the war...

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Meanwhile on Planet Arus...

"I don't know, Princess," Lance looked confused. "We ordered all those films from 'Movies'R'Us' nearly two months ago...They should have been here by now."

"Hmm," Allura replied. "I guess they got lost in space."

END