This is my first official Voltron:LD fic. It's not too long, barely a page, but I really rather love this idea. I'm thinking of making it part of a series, sort of at the request of two people on Tumblr. I don't know when the secound part will be up or how long each part will be and I've got a OUAT fic I really need to get back to writing so...Idk we'll see.
The title (of the series) is pretty self-explanatory, Lance helps Keith either prepare for life in Cuba or they're going around Cuba do...stuff. The stories are going to have a sort of phantom order to them, but you really don't need to read them in order; they're all going to be self-contained.
Just note that I am not Cuban in any way and therefore, most of these stories will not be filled with too much Cuban culture. And I don't want anyone jumping on me for not diving too much into a culture that I didn't grow up in and therefore don't know anything about. I'm going to be pulling from my experiences growing up in a German-American household.
For example, the way Lance refers to certain family members is exactly the way I refer to certain family members-using the non-English word: This is Lance's Tía Luisa. This is my Tante Ilse. And Keith's broken Spanish is going to be almost identical to my broken German-speaking German, until there's a word I don't know, but asking in German what the German word for thing is, and sentences where the vocab is all correct, but the grammar is off. Keith understanding more Spanish than he can speak-just like how I understand more German than I can speak and I can read it better than I can write it.
All Spanish is from Google Translate as again I speak German, not Spanish, so please feel free to tell me what's incorrect.
Summary: Lance has been trying to teach Keith Spanish, in preparation for the eventual return trip to Earth. His boyfriend is a very annoying student, however.
Enjoy.
Lance and Keith sat on Lance's bed in the castle ship, both cross-legged and in pajamas.
"Hola, Señor Kogane; ¿cómo estás?"
"Hola, Señor McClain; ¿estoy bien y tú?"
"Estoy bien gracias. ¿Te gustó la galaxia?
"Me gusta—" Keith broke off with a giggle.
Lance groaned and rolled with eyes as the red paladin continued to twitter away.
"Dammit, Keith c'mon!"
Keith spoke through his laughter, "I'm sorry—"
"Every damn time," Lance shook his head, irritated, "How do you expect to make it if you can't even get through a simple conversation without laughing?"
His boyfriend continued to laugh, and as adorable as his little snorts and chortles were, Lance was honestly getting pretty fed up. Keith was the one who asked to learn in the first place and after almost three phoeps, he still couldn't speak more than a few simple phrases.
Lance huffed through his nose as he stared at his still laughing boyfriend! Fucking hell! Lance had always known that Keith's conversational skills weren't the best in English, but in Spanish they were appalling! And all because the little shit couldn't stop the giggle-fits. Lance unfolded his legs and gently kicked Keith away; he fell back on the mattress with a soft "Oof" but it didn't lessen the giggles.
"You're such an asshole," he mumbled.
Keith took a breath, trying to calm himself down, and stretched out his arms in invitation. Lance rolled his eyes, but sunk down to cuddle his annoying—and annoyingly cute—love. Keith turned to whisper in his ear.
"Lo siento mi amor; te amo."
"Por supuesto que lo sabes." Lance chuckled, "Yo también te amo."
Keith beamed and sunk as deep into the mattress as he could, so more of Lance's weight was on him. He'd try again later, harder this time. The war was—hopefully—going to end soon and then he and the blue paladin would be off in Cuba surrounded by a dozen family members. Keith knew he had to try harder and he would.
After almost a deca-phoep of dating Lance, Keith's Spanish would be…decent enough.
Keith laughing when he's speaking Spanish, is taken directly from my life when I was learning to speak German. My mom and omadidn't actively teach the kids much German so most of what I know is self-taught. When I tried speaking with my mom, however, I would break off into giggles and wouldn't be able to continue. Mommy always thought it was funny, annoying but funny; while Oma got more agitated because of how much I'd bug her about teaching me.
I thought of Keith having this same problem and it seemed really cute to me. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it. Please comment!
Translations: (according to Google)
Hola, Señor Kogane; ¿cómo estás? - Hello, Mr. Kogane; how are you?
Hola, Señor McClain; ¿estoy bien y tú? - Hello, Mr. McClain; I'm well and you?
Estoy bien, gracias. ¿Te gustó la galaxia? - I'm well, thank you. How do you like the galaxy?
Me gusta— - I like-
Lo siento, mi amor; te amo. - I'm sorry, my love; I love you.
Por supuesto que lo sabes. - Of course you know that.
Yo también te amo. - I love you too.
And phoep and deca-phoep are Altean for month and year, according to the Voltron: LD wikia.
