AUTHORS NOTE) I'm doing this at the beginning to warn everyone that they should read SOLTAZ before reading this. This will not make much sense if you read it without reading the other story first. (I mean, you're welcome to, but you have been warned). This will have taken place somewhere between chapters 47 and 48. I had planned on sticking this into the actual story, but then didn't do it because I was focusing on other things in the story…yeeaaahhh…
Anywhozer, enjoy this because I doubt we'll be getting a body swap episode in real life.
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"This is the place?"
"Yes," GG and Lance said for the tenth time that day. They were coming closer to a planet with three moons. Two of those moons could easily be planets as well, but the one they wanted was three times the size of Earth. After things had settled down a little bit, Pidge and Hunk insisted that they go to the planet that was doing the quintessence experiments. GG and Lance tried really hard to dissuaded them, but they would have had more luck becoming best friends with Haggar.
As they approached the planet hailed them.
"In accordance with our laws, please state your identity and your business."
"Hello, Gart, its us," Lance said waving.
"M-Maltak and GG! Sirs!"
"Sir?" GG and Lance tilted their heads at each other. When did they become 'Sir's?
"Gart, chill," Lance said, "I brought my friends because they wanted to talk to Hya and the others."
"V-v-v Voltron?!"
"I don't really have other friends, Gart," Lance said.
"But…We're not ready! Hya will-"
"They just want to ask a few questions, we don't have to go anywhere near the machines if you don't want us too. But Pidge and Hunk are ready to explode if they don't get their questions answered first hand. You get them off my back and you'll be doing me the biggest favor ever."
"Well…is it ok if I go tell Hya first? She'll want to know…"
"Yeah, we can wait," Lance said, "go tell everyone whatever you need to, but try and make it quick…I wasn't kidding when I said they'd explode…"
"R-right!"
He vanished off the screen and Lance and GG chuckled. This race was easily flustered and they couldn't help but encourage the behavior.
"Think he tripped at the door?"
"I think he ran into the door."
"Can we land?" Coran asked as Lance took his helmet off.
"Not yet, they'll call back when they're ready. I'm going to go talk to Pidge and Hunk."
"I'll stay so Gart doesn't fall apart when he comes back," GG chuckled.
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Pidge and Hunk were going through their entire lab wondering what to take down with them and what to leave behind. Lance watched from the doorway watching for a while.
They would fit in down there more than he'd like to admit.
He cleared his throat and Hunk nearly jumped a foot in the air while Pidge spun around so fast papers went flying. Lance laughed at their faces.
"Gosh, guys, what the heck? I don't know who's more nervous about this get together, them, or you!"
"It should be you," Pidge snapped, "we are seeing them because we're trying to help you."
"I am perfectly f-"
"You are highly unstable," Hunk said, stuffing a few computer chips into his pocket, "our research is telling us two different things and then you walking around like your normal sunshine and rainbows is telling us something different all together."
"I don't like it when simple graphs don't make sense," Pidge muttered going through her a few other papers, "it irritates me…like I'm losing an argument…"
"Or eating kettle corn when you were expecting butter."
"Uh-huh, yeah, whatever," Lance sighed, "all I'm trying to say is that we'll be landing here in a bit and you need to chill. They will be jumpy enough for all of us, we don't need you guys adding to the chaos."
"We just want answers, Lance," Pidge said finally looking up, "there's something else?"
Lance shrugged, "I talked to Shiro and the others already, but…the people here know me as Maltak, so if you guys could not use my real name, that'd be awesome, thanks."
He turned to leave quickly but Hunk grabbed the back of his shirt.
"I don't like your other name."
"I like both my names," Lance said, "but here Maltak has authority and a reputation. I'd like to keep that intact. I may or may not even act a little different than usual as well."
"I don't like that either."
Lance sighed, turned around and gave his oldest friend a hug.
"I'm sorry big guy…really sorry."
"I hate it when you apologize too."
"Well there is just no pleasing you then, is there," Lance chided playfully as he pulled away, "things will work out…one way or another."
"Lance-"
"Gart says we can land in terminal seven," GG called poking his head into the lab, "we'll be there in few dobashes."
Lance grinned and tossed his helmet into the air, "I wonder how many of them will feint at the sight of you all."