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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Food Fight
By Shannon (AKA KittyShan, LancesKitten)
Word/Theme: Hunk of Cake
Word Count: 441
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
Disclaimers: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. Original/new characters belong to the author.
Nanny sat at her desk, carefully writing out a list of baking supplies needed to restock the castle's pantry. She paused, tapping the pen against her cheek as she looked over her notes and smiled. . . 'so far so good,' she thought.
Just as suddenly as it had appeared, the smile vanished, her silent contemplation rudely interrupted by raucous laughter that sounded suspiciously as if it were coming from the dining hall - the royal dining hall.
Lickety split she was on her feet and headed toward the noise-makers.
"Those boys, always corrupting my precious posy with their wild shenanigans!" She grumbled, but there was no one to hear. "I'm going to teach them a lesson they won't soon forget!"
When she reached the dining hall, she paused only long enough to roll up her sleeves and take a deep breath before hitting the button that forced the doors apart. She stormed in, fist raised high in the air, but slowed when she surveyed the room.
"What in the-"
SPLAT!
The governess stood completely motionless as a hush fell over the room.
"Nanny!" Allura gasped, a look of sheer horror on her face.
"Uh-oh," Lance looked to Keith, who stood with his mouth agape. "Um, I think we're up that famous creek without a paddle, Cap'n."
"Let's get outta here!" Pidge whispered to Hunk, who simply shook his head.
The older woman reached up and wiped frosting from her eyes as the giant hunk of cake that had hit her in the face slid from her nose, dripped into her cleavage and finally plopped onto the floor at her feet.
The Voltron Force watched, seemingly paralyzed, caught somewhere between absolute terror and hysterical laughter.
"Who did this?" Nanny demanded.
The group looked around at one another. Everyone was covered in cake from their impromptu food fight, so it could be anyone, but Allura was the guilty party. And they all knew she'd never see the light of day if her governess found out.
"It was-" the Princess began.
Hunk stepped to Allura's side and placed a restraining hand on her arm. "No need to cover for-"
"What on Arus is going on in here?" Coran spoke as he walked into the room, slowly looking from one person to the next until his eyes found the older woman. "Nanny? What-?"
But the Royal Advisor wouldn't get to finish that thought. Klaxons began to sound throughout the castle, a warning that once again, Zarkon's force were attempting to wreak havoc on the peaceful planet.
"Saved by the bell," Lance muttered as the team ran from the room, hurrying to reach their Lions.
End