(3rd person P.O.V.)
Lance decided to cook breakfast today. Turns out, he's actually a pretty good chef.
The doors from the kitchen burst open, almost theatrically, and a cloud of steam rolled out at Lance's feet. Trays and plates of delicious-looking food were stacked precariously on his arms, but he expertly balanced them all, not even letting a single crumb drop.
"Ladies and gentlemen, breakfast...is served!" He swooped upon the table, sliding the dishes out in a neat row. I could already hear Hunk drooling excitedly.
Shiro raised an eyebrow skeptically, and prodded at the nearest plate with his fork. Keith experimentally sampled a light purple dumpling, and was silent for a moment. His expression changed. Gone was the eternal frown, and in its place was a look of pure joy. Upon seeing Keith's reaction, everyone else dug in to their meals, and started commenting on his cooking.
"Lance, this food is amazing! I didn't know you could cook!" Allura gushed, her usually calm and collected demeanor slipping away to childlike wonder, "I haven't tasted anything like this since Altea!"
Pidge mumbled in agreement, her mouth stuffed full of food like a chipmunk. Hunk tossed her a napkin, while laughing hysterically at the sight. Turning to Lance, he thanked him immensely for offering to cook, saying how nice it was to eat something other than food goo and his own cooking. Keith, Shiro and Coran hadn't stopped eating since they first tried the food, and were close to their third plate of food before Allura had to intervene and make them stop for air.
After all stomachs were stuffed to the brim, and everyone was close to falling into a food coma - scrap that, Pidge was already asleep - those who were still awake stumbled out of their chairs and collected up their plates, wandering into the kitchen to drop off the dirty dishes and clean up from the meal. Lance was practically glowing with pride at his culinary success. He knew his Abuela would be proud of him, if she could see him now.
The rest of the morning was spent sleeping off the food, with Allura and Coran taking turns on lookout duty at the main control room. The castle was finally quiet, with only the mice wandering around the halls for once.
Naturally, that was when the alarms started blaring.