Pidge had outdone herself this time. Keith knew she often found really good places to just hang out with friends and dance, but this club was something else. The Castle of Lions was the real deal: the latest songs and concert worthy light and sound system that put other clubs to shame. The owner, Allura, restricted who came in and there was a small fee. Pidge found out about the club from Matt, who found out from Shiro, who works there. Shiro managed to get passes for the three of them, but for a small price; Allura wanted to ask them something.

"Pretty cool, huh?" Pidge said while looking at the sign. It was pretty early for club hours so no one was around.

"Yeah. So what do you think Allura wants from us?" Keith asked. Pidge rolled her eyes.

"I don't know Keith, maybe she wants to kill us because we're doing something nice for her?" Pidge's sarcasm was expected, she had a low tolerance of, as she describes it, Keith's inquisitive personality. Shiro walked out of the club door and smiled at them.

"Hey guys! Thanks for coming out so early, we appreciate it." Shiro said and let them to come in.

"No problem Shiro, Matt says he's sorry he couldn't come, he had something to do at the Garrison." Pidge said. Keith started a bit at the mentioning of that school. Anger flared up quickly and burned. He quickly calmed down and returned his focus to the conversation before him.

"Anyway, wanna head up? Allura's anxious to see you." Shiro said.

"You mean anxious to see you?" Pidge asked in a light, teasing tone. Shiro turned bright red and mumbled a 'shut up.' Keith smiled. If anyone could reduce Shiro to a blushing mess, it was Pidge. Shiro went up some stairs next to the bar of the club. Pidge and Keith followed, a man with an orange mustache and sideburns polishing the glasses nodded a hello. Pidge and Keith waved, Keith a bit more cautious. At the top of the stairs was a room, it was small and cozy. It had a desk by one wall with a billboard by it. The billboard had pictures of a woman with a man who looked similar. A relative probably, Keith thought. Against another wall was a couch with a coffee table. There was a fridge as well.

"Hey Allura! Pidge and Keith are here!" Shiro called.

"Oh good!" a feminine, heavily English accented voice returned. She came in through a door by the couch, her long white hair was held in a ponytail and she wore a pink dress that complimented her dark skin tone and blue eyes. Scratch that, her eyes were a kaleidoscope of blues, greens, and pinks.

"Guys this is Allura. Allura, Pidge and Keith." Shiro said. Keith shook Allura's hand. Allura smiled at him. She has a pretty smile, he thought. His brother had picked a nice girlfriend. Pidge and Allura shared the same greeting.

"Please sit." she said, gesturing to the couch. Pidge and Keith sat down while Allura sat in the desk chair; the room was so small, and with just a few scoots, you could be sitting in front of the couch.

"I appreciate you coming out. As you can see, I own this business but it was started by my father. It's fallen into some hard times but it's pulled through. It still remains quite well-known though. Now, not many people know this but there is rivaling club called the Galra Battleship. It's more aggressive but similar to us. Shiro and Pidge's brother went there once as a favor for me-" "As a dare." "Shiro let me tell the story. Anyway, they said it was quite the experience.

"A couple of years back, my father fell ill so I had to go and take care of him. During that time, Coran ran the place and unfortunately the Galra Battleship received some improvements, as well as a breakdance team. The team is exceptionally good and they challenged our team, Voltron. Unfortunately the old Voltron disbanded, so we were unable to respond. Now I understand it might seem ridiculous that we're wrapped up in a know about this, but this is a rivalry."

"Oh Keith knows all about those. He's got a little rival in our friend group." Pidge interjected, pointing her thumb at him. Keith scowled at her, "It's a one-sided rivalry."

"Sure… Mmhmm." Pidge said, looking smug. They both knew it was a two-sided thing. But still, the other guy had started it. Allura giggled behind an open hand.

"As you were saying Allura?" Keith said.

"Ah yes. Shiro told me you and Pidge could breakdance?" Allura asked. Pidge and Keith nodded. They didn't publicize it but they both went to the same dance school and they both had been on the team at their old middle school.

"We were wondering if you'd do us the honor and be a part of Voltron."

Keith raised an eyebrow while Pidge gave her a questioning look.

"Oh.. Kay?" Pidge said, Keith could tell she wasn't sold on the idea yet, "Is there something special about Voltron?"

"Well, Voltron takes breakdancing to the next level first off and it's something really special. We nickname each person to be a 'paladin.' Each paladin goes by a color for a name for security measures. Who knows what the Galra would do if they found out who each paladin was. Our old Blue Paladin said she felt like she was in the FBI with the code names and rivalry." Allura smiled sadly, as if remembering good memories.

"Question, won't our faces give us away?" Keith asked.

"You'll have on face paint and temporary dye in your hair. It worked for our last team." Allura said.

"Who else will be on the team?" Pidge asked.

"We've decided to keep that from you. Two paladins got into an argument and… Let's just say their houses ended up smashed."

"Who smashed their houses?"

"A rival dance team."

"How often do we meet?" Keith asked.

"Every Friday and Saturday."

"If it influences your opinions, I'm on the team as well." Shiro called from the back of the room.

"What paladin are you?" Pidge asked. Shiro grinned.

"I'm the Black paladin and the leader of Voltron." Keith snorted.

"'Course you are."

"Shut up."

"Well if my brother is going to breakdance, I might as well join him. I'm in." Allura's smile spread from ear to ear.

"I might as well too. I mean, this is worthy blackmail." Pidge said shrugging.

"Pidge!" Keith and Shiro said in unison.

"Wonderful!" Allura exclaimed, "Let me show you the designs! I had the colors for the two of you in mind already." She ran to her desk and pulled out two sketches, one had red as its main color, the other had green as its main color.

"So who's the Red Paladin?" Keith asked.

"You Keith! It compliments your complexion well." Allura said excitedly. Keith hummed and ran a hand through his hair. Pidge looked determined, as if she was there at her first battle.

"I'm pumped, are the clothes ready?" Pidge asked.

"Not yet, Coran has to take your measurements." Allura said and checked the clock, "Unfortunately we have to open up the club so we don't have the time. We should exchange phone numbers so we can schedule something."

"Sounds fine." Pidge said while Keith nodded his head and pulled out his Galaxy. Pidge took out her iPhone and opened up contacts. Allura gave them her number and the office's number. Keith and Pidge started a group chat with the numbers and they bid farewell. Keith headed out to start up his bike and Pidge went to get some drinks.

As Keith started up his bike he couldn't help but feel excited. This was a new leaf, an opportunity to meet new people, even if it was behind a code name.

Just a few hours earlier, Lance and Hunk had been called up by Allura. The boys were regulars at the Castle of Lions and had participated in many dance-offs there. In fact, Allura had taught Hunk and Lance how to breakdance, a skill that Lance was proud to show off at family reunions.

"What do you think we did this time? I hope we didn't get in trouble for swiping that bottle of beer last night." Hunk said as the two were sneaking out of the Garrison kitchen.

"Hunk, you know where she stands about us drinking. She doesn't approve but she drank underage, so what's to stop us?" Lance said, it was just like Hunk to get paranoid. Hunk was generally nervous about sneaking out but man, he was impossible when it came to drinking. Lance grew up with three older siblings (two of them married and with kids) who all drank underage. His parents knowing the trend, gave up on Lance.

"Yeah but we stole it." They rounded another corner.

"Coran said it was on the house."

"No he did not!" They were out in the open now, they sprinted across the parking lot to the street.

"Well maybe you were intoxicated by that girl Shay! She did have a nice dress on, very eye-pleasing."

"LANCE I SWEAR TO GOD."

"Shhhhh, Hunk you'll blow our cover!" They scurried across the street to the train station, payed, and waited for the 4 o'clock train. Allura specifically stated to not come before 6 o'clock and to be honest, that woman's wrath scared him. He sent her a quick text saying that they were on their way. The train pulled into the station and Lance and Hunk hopped on.

At the club, Lance looked up at the sign. The 'L' in Lions was chipped slightly and it slightly bugged Lance as he was a perfectionist. Hunk knocked and they waited for Coran to answer. Strangely enough, Shiro answered.

"Oh hey Shiro!" Lance said with a huge grin on his face. Shiro was a legend at the club. He started breakdancing at age ten to relieve his anxiety. It worked really well, at age twelve he was level-headed and wise beyond his years. He enrolled into the Garrison College-Preparatory program and after that went to college at Garrison College. All while he was breakdancing at the Castle of Lions. Heck, Lance learned all the short-cuts at the Garrison and at breakdancing through Shiro! But the real reason Shiro was a legend was that at age fifteen, Shiro was diagnosed with stage III soft tissue sarcoma. He had contracted a rare case of it and had to get his arm acupunctured. After the surgery, he had to receive physical therapy for a year but at age sixteen he was back on his feet and was breakdancing again. Everyone looked up to him at the Castle.

"Lance! I hope you didn't skip class again." Shiro said with a grin on his face. Shiro was a good student: never skipping class, getting good grades, and stayed good during class. Of course he snuck out but none of the teachers cared about it.

"No not today. We already got in trouble for skipping dinner." Lance said.

"And they were serving casserole man, casserole." Hunk muttered. Shiro laughed.

"Well come on up. Allura is expecting you." He went into the building and the boys followed.

"Hunk, Lance!" Coran called from the bar.

"Ey! The Coranic!" Lance called in return while Hunk ran over to give Coran a huge hug. Coran was overwhelmed but he rolled with it. Hunk's hugs were best enjoyed when you were a limp rag doll.

"Hey Allura, Lance and Hunk are here!" Shiro called.

"Coming!" came Allura's voice from upstairs. Lance heard footsteps running down the stairs and Allura burst in.

"Thank you for coming on such short notice!" Allura said.

"Anything for you Princess of Altea." Lance said, reaching towards her hand before it was yanked out of his reach.

"The pleasure's ours." Hunk said. He had released Coran who was organizing the glasses on the shelf. "What's up?"

"You know of the Galra Battleship right?" Allura said hand on her hip.

"Oh those bitches? Yeah we know 'em." Lance said.

"Lance, language!" Shiro snapped. Shiro didn't appreciate cursing at all. One little curse and you were kicked out to the ends of the Earth.

"Aw come on! It was just-"

"Lance! Shiro!" Allura exclaimed before sighing and continuing with her story, "They've challenged us to a dance-off and we unfortunately don't have a team."

"What about Voltron?" Hunk asked, fiddling with a metal box in his hands. Hunk always carried around his latest contraption and spare parts and tools to fiddle with for when he got bored. Allura sighed.

"They disbanded." Silence settled in the room. It was hard on Allura. She was close to the team and Lance could tell they didn't talk anymore.

"But now I'm trying to bring Voltron back. It's time and I think I'm ready for it. Do you know the basics of it?" Allura said. Lance and Hunk shook their heads.

"The team is composed of five members. Each member is called a paladin and is nicknamed a color. This is for security measures. Each member can breakdance individually or with another paladin but it's much more stunning if the whole team dances." Lance was immediately awed, he was in love with this concept. He break danced on his own but with a team, with four other people, that was a new hurdle. Especially to prove to him that he was the better dancer.

"Will we know the team?" Hunk asked.

"I'm afraid not. There was an issue with the last Voltron." Allura answered.

"And when do we meet?"

"Every Friday and Saturday." Lance smiled.

"I'm in." he said.

"Wonderful!" Allura exclaimed, a huge smile on his face.

"What?!" Hunk exclaimed.

"Come on man, you got this! Besides, you can finally make a move on Shay undercover!" Lance said, sliding his arm across Hunk's shoulders. Hunk looked aghast and his face was a deep red.

"L-Lance! What is wrong with you today man?" Hunk nearly shrieked.

"Oh nothing."

"Hunk. If it eases you, I'm going to be on the team as well. We'll have your back." Shiro said. At this, Hunk calmed down. Although Shiro wasn't an engineer, Hunk respected him.

"I guess I'll join as well." he said. Lance cheered while Allura smiled even wider.

"Perfect! I'll go grab the designs and Coran will get your measurements." Allura said, running up the stairs.

"Glad to have you on the team guys." Shiro said with a smile on his face. Lance grinned and Hunk smiled uncertainly.

Lance and Hunk returned home with a gmail account for their paladin identity and the giddiness you get when you know something someone else doesn't. Maybe, Lance thought, Just maybe, I'll find someone.