Hey all! This is my new fanfiction for Voltron LD, which I LOVE! I have been considering doing a fic on this for a while, and I have decided now is the time! In this fic the main ship is Pidge and Keith, which is a ship that doesn't get a lot of appreciation, but is my favorite. Anyways, I hope you guys like it! Keep in mind that this fic is after Season 7 since it just came out! Be sure to check out my other fic in Keeper of the Lost Cities, called "Keeper of the Lost Cities Book 7: My Version of Flashback". Enjoy!

Pidge laid in bed, waiting for her alarm to go off. On any other day, she would have thrown the thing against the floor, and try and get a couple more minutes of sleep, but today was a special day. Well, she wouldn't say special, more like un-normal day. She and Allura had gone to the Space Mall without the boys, since Pidge had asked Allura about maybe getting some more girly clothes. Of course, Allura had squealed and dragged her off to the mall right then and there. They spent the rest of the afternoon there, browsing and shopping.

Today was the day that Pidge would finally wear what she had gotten. She wasn't sure how the boys would react, but she didn't really care. Back on Earth, she had loved dressing up girly, but since she had her fake identity at the Garrison, Pidge had liked clothing that was a little less girly.

She had been letting her hair grow out, and now it was just below her shoulders. She twirled a piece in her fingers, wondering about whether she should put it up or down.

The loud beeping of her alarm clock ripped her from her thoughts, and she turned it off. She swung out of her bed and stood up, stretching and glancing at her closet. She reached for her glasses and put them on. Even though they had found Matt, she liked having them on. They made her feel smart.

Pidge walked over to her closet, and carefully pulled out the 2 bags that she and Allura had gotten.

The Castle of Lions had finally been replaced when they were on Earth, with the help of her dad and the rest of the engineers at the Garrison. Coran had been finishing the final tweaks to everything, to make it feel like the previous Castle of Lions. But if you asked Pidge, it would never feel the same. It may look the same, but there was something off about the feel of it.

She rummaged around in the bags, picking out some denim shorts and an orange tank top.

The Castle of Lions had landed on a planet called Corsiluv, which was a planet that orbits a star like the Earth. Since it was closer to the star than Earth was to the Sun, it was like walking in a heat wave when you were on the planet. Even Keith and Lance had to take off their jackets since it was so hot.

Pidge put her clothes on, and looked into the mirror she had. Good enough. She breathed in and out. Hopefully nobody would make a huge deal out of her clothing, though she was positive Lance would. It was a given.

Pidge grabbed her laptop and headphones, and strode out of her room. Her door shut behind her with a satisfying whoosh and with that, Pidge started off to the kitchen. As she passed by the training deck, she heard metal clanging and heavy breathing. She smiled to herself.

It was only 6:00 in the morning and Keith was already in the training deck.

She decided to see how he was doing. Pidge walked into the training room, and quietly leaned against the doorframe, and watched Keith.

Pidge noticed with a blush that Keith was soaking with sweat, and you could practically see through his white t-shirt.

She also noticed that there was no way in the whole wide universe that he could like her back.

"End training sequence." Keith said. Pidge looked up and smiled at him.

"That was really great!" She said. Keith looked up, but Pidge noticed that he had a startled expression on his face.

"What happened to your clothes?" He asked. He picked up his jacket from the floor and shrugged it on. Pidge her face warm up a bit.

"What? Does it look bad? I knew I should have just kept with my norma-"

"No, it looks good." Keith interrupted. Pidge snapped her head up.

"It looks... pretty." He said hesitantly.

"You really think so?" She asked nervously.

"Yeah." He said. Keith rubbed the back of his neck and leaned down to pick up his bayard.

Pidge smiled at the compliment.

"Thanks Keith! See ya at breakfast!" She said happily. Pidge walked out of the training deck with a little more skip in her step. The most important vote was in, and that was all she really cared about.

Pidge reached the kitchen and looked around in the cabinets. After a few minutes, she found Hunk's space equivalent of chips, which were actually really tasty.

She gave herself a bowl of the delicious chips and sat down. She plugged her headphones in and her modern instrumental music started playing and she typed away.

Pidge would never tell anybody, but she hadn't heard from Matt or any of his group in the last couple of months since they had parted ways from Earth, and she was a little worried.

So she did the only thing she could think of doing. She hacked into the Galra security systems from every prison. One by one. She needed to see if her brother had been captured.

As she finished checking the names in the database she had been working on, Lance, Hunk and Coran walked into the kitchen, but she was too into her coding and hacking to notice. It wasn't until Hunk was looking over her shoulder that she noticed that they were there.

She slammed her computer shut and whirled around.

"Whatcha doing Pidge?" He asked. Pidge stood up and put her computer on the table in front of her.

It was then she realized she was still wearing her new clothes. She noticed everybody's looks of confusion, and Pidge looked at them. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut, but Lance was the first one to speak.

"Pidge you look so cute!" He squealed.

"Really Lance? Was that the best you could come up with?" She asked. She would've thought that Lance would have thought of something better than cute to describe her with. After all, she had grown a bit more since they had first met, but the baggy t-shirt just didn't show it. Words like nice, cool, good were words that could have come to mind.

"You look nice Pidge." Hunk said.

"Thank you Hunk." Pidge glared at Lance. He shrugged his shoulders.

"It's a true fact. Deal with it." Lance said. She rolled her eyes. Seriously, Pidge was sixteen, she was a little more than cute... right?

"I have no idea what you guys are talking about, Pidge looks pretty normal to me." Coran said. He stared at her, and Pidge slapped her forehead.

"It's new clothin- you know what, nevermind." Pidge grabbed her computer, and walked away, going back to her room.

Guys could be so dense sometimes.

Pidge loved her teammates and all; they were great. But the only problem was that sometimes they just didn't understand her, and sure, Allura and Romelle, (I hope I spelled that correctly) were both girls, but they were also Alteans, so they didn't exactly understand sometimes.

Pidge walked into her cluttered room, kicking various items aside to make foot room to get to the beanbag chair that she had brought from Earth.

She plopped down and opened her laptop, slipping on her headphones. She supposed she shouldn't have expected more from them. They are guys, and they wear the first thing that smells okay, but then again, what did she know?

Pidge hacked into the next Galran database. Who knows, the maybe Matt's communication had gone offline. Maybe he and his team were floating in space. Who knows?

But all those thoughts floated away when she looked into the database for Central Command.

Prisoner Database: Central Command

Manya Eindof

Serkoliv Jonic

Dean Majhe

Matthew Holt

There were many other names, but the one that she had been looking for was there. The one she had been hoping not to see. The one that she had been looking for, hoping that it was her being paranoid.

Pidge just stared at the screen in shock. She felt her eyes burn, and liquid running down her face.

Matt had been caught by Central Command. The most top-notch security base in the Galra Empire. The database that had taken her the past week to hack into.

She suddenly felt the urge to throw something. Anything.

The calming music she had put on was now drowned out by blood rushing in her ears.

She stood up and flung her laptop against the wall, hearing a satisfying crack resonate throughout the room.

After all this time, after saving Earth, was this the thanks that the universe gave her? The capture of her brother in Central Command?

She picked up a coding book and ripped the pages out, one by one, watching them flutter to the ground.

She wasn't even sure that Matt was still alive. Central Command was the ultimate security prison, and Pidge had thought that the names on the screen had been familiar. Matt and the rest of the rebels he had been working with had been captured. A lot of the archives she checked weren't recent most likely from around a month ago.

After ripping out all of the pages, Pidge collapsed, sobs wracking her while body.

She punched the ground, wanting to feel the pain.

Now that matt's rebel friends had all been captured, who was going to break him out. Her maybe, but she wasn't even sure if the others even liked Matt.

The pain in her knuckles felt good. It wasn't nearly half the pain that Matt was probably in right now, but she didn't care.

Pidge stopped and reached over for her laptop, which was still in working condition.

She needed to see what they were doing to him.

She didn't bother to wipe away the tears that were dripping onto her laptop, she would have to build another one anyways.

As she looked at the security feeds, she found the ones with Matt.

And she hit the play button.

Matt was thrown into a room, and it had a large tank of water sitting in the middle of it. After a couple of seconds, a Galra walked into the room.

"Tell us where the Voltron Paladins are, and I won't hurt you." He said. Matt smirked and spit on the Galra's shoes.

"I would never think of telling you, you piece of scum." The Galra punched Matt square in the jaw.

"Tell us." Matt mimed zipping his lips and throwing away the key. The Galra punched him again, and a crack was heard. Blood started leaking out of Matt's nose.

"Tell us and I won't do it again." The man said again. After a couple of seconds, he walked over and grabbed Matt's hair.

He dragged Matt across the floor and dunked his head into the bucket of water. Matt thrashed, and after around thirty seconds the man lifted his head.

"You like that salt water in your cuts? Now tell us where the Voltron Paladins are." Matt didn't answer, and the man punched him again, and dunked his head underwater.

By this point Pidge was past the point of just crying. She was sobbing uncontrollably and whispering, "It's all my fault."

She was so gone, that she didn't realize the door whooshing open, revealing Lance, Hunk, Shiro, Keith, Allura, and Coran.

They all looked surprised, and watched her for around a minute before closing the door.

"What was that?" Lance said. Keith rolled his eyes.

"Obviously something happened to her, so one of us needs to go in there to cheer her up. And before any of you say anything," He glared at everybody, "Lance is not going."

"I would have to agree with you Keith." Shiro said. Lance feigned offense.

"Mind you, I am very good at cheering people up." He said. Keith snorted.

"Yeah, and I love My Little Pony." Lance stared at him.

"You do?" Keith rolled his eyes and slapped his forehead.

"No Lance, it's called sarcasm. Anyways, who volunteers to go in there?" Nobody raised their hand.

"Allura, why don't you go? You're a girl." Allura shook her head, and slowly starting inching away.

"Oh did you hear that? I think Romelle needed me in the kitchen." Keith raised an eyebrow at her as she started to walk away, dragging Coran and Lance with her.

Lance gave Keith a thumbs up and a wink, and Allura looked back. She glared directly at Keith, before turning away with Lance and Coran.

Keith sighed. He certainly wasn't going in there and dealing with Pidge. He wasn't exactly the comforting type of person, so he doubted he would be of much help to Pidge. He always got so clammed up with her nowadays, and he had no idea why.

"I think that Keith should go." Hunk said. Keith turned around.

"What?"

"I agree with Hunk." Shiro said.

"How can you agree with him? I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm not exactly the most comforting person to be around."

"According to Pidge's diary, you're a very comfortable person to her." Hunk said. He side-eyed Keith while picking at his nails. Keith felt some warmth go up to his cheeks.

"I think that you should go Hunk." Keith said.

"It's too late Keith. You have already been chosen for the Pidge-er Games." Shiro pressed the button, and Hunk shoved Keith into her room. Before Keith could say anything, the door was already closed

Well shit.

Alrighty, I've already written the next chapter, but it looks like you guys will have to wait just a bit. I'm so evil aren't I? Well, that's assuming anybody is reading this, which I'm pretty sure is a no. Anyways, BUE!