a|n: Netflix released the second season of Voltron and I spent all day binge-watching. The new season was awesome but I'm kind of mad that the writers kept ignoring that Pidge (or Katie) is female and barely gave any indication that she's a girl. Which is how this fic came to be. My imagination tried to come up with how the others found out bout Pidge's/Katie's real gender.

P.S.- This is a multi-chapter fic. I'm just too lazy to upload the rest. I will eventually stop procrastinating.

P.S.- I hope you like it.

P.S.S.- Hunk is such a sweetheart.

Hunk was scared.

Well, Hunk's usually always scared- from little things such as riding an elevator (these things just move so damn fast) to life-changing events like trying to defeat a ten-thousand-year-old villain with an unhealthy obsession towards purple (he is never going look at Barney the same again). And these things usually led to throwing up. Or hyperventilating. Or both.

Usually both.

Which is why he is currently a few seconds away from doing both. Because he found a bunch of toilet paper (yes, they have that in space) stained with blood.

A lot of blood.

And blood usually means injuries, and a lot of blood means a lot of injuries.

Which is bad because they need to defeat Zarkon but they can't do that if some anonymous member of his team is currently bleeding from unknown injuries because said anonymous person is not talking about his unknown injuries!

And that is not okay because they are a team, and teammates are supposed to let his or her teammate know that THEY ARE CURRENTLY BLEEDING TO DEATH.

Sorry, he forgot to breathe there for a second.

Anyway, any person who even remotely understands teamwork should know that teamwork requires sharing. Like that weird mind-meld thing they did when they first found out about Voltron.

And it would take a lot more than blood to scare Hunk away from getting to the bottom of this.

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So Hunk investigated, he dug in the trash and found more bloody toilet paper in the garbage chute (turns out of they have one of those) but found nothing more unusual. Other than the surprisingly little amount of space sugar (or whatever Coran called it) they have left on the ship that he found out when he was hungry and look in the pantry.

Due to how the bloody toilet paper is only found near the rooms of his fellow paladins, Hunk determined that one of them is the culprit since Allura and Coran only stay on their side of the Castle.

Thinking back to the past few days, he searched his memories for anyone acting oddly. Weirdly, everyone seemed to be fine- with Shiro on constant "Space Dad" mode (blame Lance for the nickname), Keith in permanent brooding (and training, training, and training), Lance's never ending idiotic-ness (the guy has no bonds) and Pidge in his usual don't-bother-me-when-I'm-doing-tech-stuff-or-I'll-kill-you thing.

But if nobody was acting weird, what is all the blood-stained toilet paper about?

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Hunk was so focused on the blood-on-paper-towel incident that he didn't notice that he walked into the wrong room.

More specifically, Pidge's room.

Which is bad. Really bad.

Hunk goes straight to his freak-out-slash-cowering mode when he realized he was in the middle of Pidge's chaotic room because the last time anyone entered Pidge's room who isn't the green paladin suffered very unhappy consequences.

(Hunk's hands immediately went below his belt to protect his groin, just in case.)

And his fear wasn't in vain because Pidge, in all of his five-footed glory, is towering over Hunk in a very, very threatening way.

And it made Hunk very, very, scared.

After a long lecture that involved yelling, shouting, screaming, blackmailing, threats, hacking, cowering, pleading, and hitting- Hunk was just glad he came out in one piece.

It wasn't until later that his mind whirled, and pieces of information concerning Pidge's behavior with the bloodied toilet paper formed an explanation that made a lot of sense.

Increased violence, strong emotional behavior, the absence of sweets- he'd seen it all before.

He thinks back to how his sister complained how she ran out of pads and had to use toilet paper until his mom forced him to get some (oh, the horror). He thinks how, when they were out of chocolate in the house due to her sister's period-induced chocolate craze, she ate all the sugar (he couldn't bake for a week). He thinks back to the murderous look in his sister's eyes which he accidentally broke her favorite mug (it was a total accident).

The signs were all there, the anger, the blood, and the rapid consuming of sweets.

Pidge is on a period.

Which means...

Shit, Pidge's a girl.

a|n: So? Any thoughts? Opinions? Constructive criticisms are welcome and feel free to flood up my inbox anytime. I will (eventually) respond. I'm still new as a writer and I hope I can get some feedback.