Just a cute lil' one shot in honor of the final season of Voltron: Legendary Defender on December 14. An out-of-this-world (pun intended) show that I'm definitely going to be watching over and over years to come :) Thank you to all the amazing people who helped Voltron fly again.

As always, please enjoy and review!

Veronica leaned back on her hands, her legs crossed languidly in front of her. She took in a deep breath and turned her face to the sky. Having rained heavily the night before, the morning air was cool and damp. Perfect for relaxing on the roof before the mandatory inspection.

"Seems I'm not the only one who comes up here."

Starting slightly, Veronica twisted around. "Oh, hey Pid—I mean, Katie."

The smallest paladin waved a hand nonchalantly as she walked over. "Nah, just call me Pidge. Everyone else does." She took a seat next to Veronica and stared out over the desert. She sighed. "To be honest, I never thought I'd be here again. Just sitting on the roof of the Garrison."

"Mm." Veronica glanced at the rays of light peeking over the horizon. "You must have gone to places with way better sunrises, though."

Pidge chuckled, her glasses flashing. "Never had much time to look, but I suppose. Although nothing beats home, y'know? There could be a planet with absolutely everything anyone could ever want, and I'd still be sitting here."

"Well, if you've been almost everywhere in the universe, I guess you start to miss the simple things." Veronica looked at her feet. "I never got to personally say this to anyone but my brother, but welcome back."

"Thanks."

The girls smiled at each other and turned to gaze at the soft pinks, oranges and yellows decorating the sky. The light slowly creeped over the land, eradicating the darkness of the night. Aside from a slight wind, hardly anything moved.

"So," Veronica said suddenly. Pidge looked over questioningly. Veronica grinned. "How long have the princess and my brother liked each other?"

Pidge raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Veronica scooted back on the roof, tucking her legs underneath her. "I mean, how long has Lance had a crush on Princess Allura? And vice versa?"

Pidge wrapped her arms around her legs, resting her head on her knees. "They don't like each other like that at all."

"Okay, now what do you mean?"

"I mean, they think they like each other, but they obviously don't."

"You're going to need to explain better than that, 'cause it seems to me that they definitely like each other.

Pidge adjusted her glasses. "Has the name Prince Lotor been mentioned at all, by any chance?"

"Uh…" Veronica was confused. "No? What does that have to—"

"Prince Lotor was Zarkon and Hagar's son. After a tough couple of months, we finally captured him. He started helping us take down some Galra bases, and, in return, we helped him become the new Galran king. We thought that it was the start of a new beginning. We thought that it was the end of the war.

"But we were wrong and paid the price. Lotor was just using Allura to help build him a ship that could break into the quintessence field. On top of that, he made her believed that he loved her. We had to fight him in the quintessence field, and we left him there for dead. All this happened just before we left for Earth."

Veronica gaped. "Oh…my God. So, Princess Allura just had her heart broken?"

"Basically."

"And she's projecting her feelings for Prince Lotor onto Lance."

"Yeah."

Veronica clenched her fist. "Please tell me she doesn't know Lance has feelings for her, 'cause I really don't want to punch a princess."

"That's the thing, though." Pidge laid her cheek on top of her knees and looked at Veronica. "Lance doesn't have feelings for Allura. Well, maybe way back when we all first met, but certainly not now."

"Pidge, Lance is my brother. I think I'd know when he has a crush."

"You're right. He does have a crush." Pidge smiled. "It just doesn't happen to be for Allura."

"Once again, explain."

Pidge hesitated. "Actually, I'm not sure if I should. Not trying to be a buzzkill, but I could be wrong. If I'm right, though, this could be a big deal to Lance. I don't want to step on his toes."

"What? C'mon," Veronica said. "I swear I won't say a word, although if it's about Lance liking a boy, I already know he's bi."

Pidge's eyes widened. "Oh, well, in that case, we—the rest of the Voltron team, minus one—think he likes Keith."

It took a moment before Veronica's brain caught up. "Whoa, whoa. Keith as in Lance's rival? The guy he hates?"

"The one and only."

"How?"

"Not sure, but if you watch them closely when they're together, you can see little tell-tale signs. Like how Keith blushes if Lance gets close, or how Lance doesn't put much heart into insulting him anymore."

Veronica mulled over this information. "I…yeah. I never got to see them interact before you guys left for the other side of the universe, but Lance did send letters. It seemed like he wasn't too fond of Keith and compared to now—hmm. Yeah, I can see it happening."

Pidge looked at the older woman slyly. "Hunk, Coran and I have a bet on when they'll get together. You want in?"

"Twenty dollars says they'll be grossing us with PDA in two weeks."