You know, I never thought that I'd like these two together, but...turns out I proved myself wrong!
I've also started a Kallura fic collection, and will be doing (or I'm planning to do) collection's for Hunay and Shomelle.
I'm sticking as close to the canon story as possible.
Please comment if you liked it. Any constructive criticism is welcome, but please keep everything appropriate, or I will remove the comment.
Enjoy!
"LANCE!"
The scream echoed throughout the castle (speakers), startling everyone.
Allura fell out of her bed.
Hunk lost control of the food goo hose.
Keith almost stabbed himself. (He was in the middle of training)
Coran smacked his head.
Lance? Lance ran. More specifically, Lance ran in order to hide. He knew why Pidge was mad. He also knew that he did not want to face her wrath.
Now, it wouldn't have been so bad if he still thought that she was a guy, but a couple weeks before he found out that she was a girl. Not just any girl, but Katie Holt.
Suprisingly, he knew Katie Holt.
He was years older than her. But he knew her. He had caught sights of her when she would visit her father, then brother.
He had talked to her a couple of times.
He actually...liked her. Not the flirty like, like. But really, really, liked her.
He had even heard a rumor, that he now knew to be true, of how she had broken into the Garrison.
Now, he found her as slightly scary. Especially when she was mad.
Like at this very moment.
"I know you're the one that stole my laptop! NOW LOOK AT IT!"
What she said was true. He stole, ahem, borrowed, her laptop. And he might have gotten some food goo on it...and that might have made it crash. But she was so quick to throw the blame...
"Lance"
She was in the room. He was hiding behind Blue's paws.
'Please don't find me. Please don't find me. Please don't find me.' He thought. Repeatedly.
But, as any of us know, things hardly ever go our way.
"Lance," Pidge growled, stepping in front of him. "You. Are. Dead."
He once again ran. Only this time. He was trapped. He was trapped, and she had her bayard.
"Pidge. Let me explain."
"Explain?! You took my laptop! You took my laptop, and you got food goo on it! Do you know what happens when you get food goo on a laptop?!"
He stayed silent. He knew that was better.
"IT CRASHES! If I hadn't saved everything onto flashdrive's, and my other laptop, I WOULD HAVE LOST IT!"
"I'm sorry, Pidge. But, hey! You just said that you were able to save everything."
"That's not the point." She seethed. "You took my laptop without permission."
"I know. But, in my defense, it's not like you would have let me borrow it."
That did nothing to calm her. If anything, it made her angrier.
"AHHHH!" She shocked him with her bayard. He should have known.
He should have seen it coming.
But he didn't.
"Pidge!" He gasped, "Please! I'll do anything!"
"Anything?" She asked slyly
"Antyhing."
Pidge smiled and put her bayard away. "Anything..." She whispered to herself.
"I got it." She turned back to him and tapped the tip of his nose.
"You get to be my personal slave for the entire week!"
"Y-your personal, what?"
"You heard me. In order to make up for almost destroying my laptop, you have to become my personal slave for an entire week! Starting tomorrow."
Lance swollowed.
How hard could it be? Agree, and she wouldn't kill him.
Simple. Right.
"Ok."
Wrong.
He was dead meat.
He wasn't going to survive.
And she knew it.
To be continued...
AUTHOR'S NOTE!:
Ahh! That was so much fun to write.
