''It's alright.'' Lance cooed soothingly as he held the shaking three-year-old in his arms tightly. ''I'm right here baby, I'm right here.'' He muttered softly in her ear, Calla responded by burying her face into his chest, wanting to be as close as possible to him.

''Nightmare daddy.'' She said, her voice muffled by his chest however Lance could still understand her.

''I know baby, it's okay, I'm here now.'' Lance pressed a soft kiss to her head and began to stroke her hair, something he knew helped calm her down. This wasn't the first nightmare they had experienced in her short existence, Calla regularly had nightmares, most of the times, they were something to do with Lance.

''Daddy…'' She moved her head, resting her cheek against his chest.

''Yes baby?'' He looked down at her.

''I don't like nightmares.''

''I know you don't.'' He let out a soft sigh, still holding her tightly. ''But don't worry, daddy's here and daddy always scares off the nightmares.'' Calla made a small noise in response to him, Lance could only smile.

A silence fell over the two of them, the only sounds were Calla's breathing and sniffling. Lance rested his chin on top of her head, he wondered what the nightmare was about this time, it was very rare for her to wake up crying like this, especially with her being around her Keith's house, she adored her uncle Keith, he was probably her favourite uncle even know she insisted that she loved everyone equally - apart from Lance of course, she loved daddy more than any more.

''Daddy…?'' She looked up at him, her cool blue eyes boring into his.

''Yes my flower?''

''Can you sing me a song?''

Lance smiled warmly at her. ''Of course, I can.'' He ran his fingers through her hair and closed his eyes, remembering the words of her favourite lullaby. ''Estrellita, ¿dónde estás? Quiero verte cintilar, en el cielo, sobre el mar.'' He sung softly, gently rocking her. ''Un diamante de verdad. Estrellita, ¿dónde estás?.'' He could feel her body getting more relaxed and her breathing slowing, her sniffling stopping. It never took her long to fall asleep to the lullaby. ''Quiero verte cintilar...buenas noches mi hermosa flor.'' He kissed her head, moving her away from his chest and lying her in his arms.

''Is she finally asleep?'' Lance looked up, following the new voice. He saw Keith standing in the doorway, watching the two of them, Lance smiled softly at him.

''Yeah, twinkle twinkle always sends her off pretty quickly.''

''That's good.'' Keith awkwardly looked away, trying to find the right words to say. He had panicked when Calla woke up screaming and sobbing, he wasn't used to it, he was used to his favourite niece being happy and cheerful, to hear her like that, broke his heart and if he was being honest, scared him a little.

''Thank you for calling me, Keith.'' Lance said, looking at him.

''Well, you are her father, it makes sense to call you.'' Keith paused for a moment. ''She actually scared me…'' He said quietly.

''She still scares me when she's like that...I wonder what it was about this time?''

''I think it was something to do with you honestly. I was telling her stories about Voltron and she must have just thought about you.'' Keith sighed, feeling a pang of guilt.

''Ah, I see, she cornered you into more stories?'' Lance couldn't help but chuckle, Calla was very good at getting what she wanted from Keith, she had him wrapped around her little finger.

''I don't know why she likes my stories so much, Hunk is a much better storyteller than me.'' Keith crossed his arms across his chest, a small pout on his lips.

''She loves you, Keith, she really does. That's probably why.'' Keith couldn't help but smile as he heard that, his heart swelling like five times in size.

''I love the squirt too.'' He said quietly again, looking away. ''You can sleep on the sofa if you want, it's not going to be as comfortable as the bed but it's something, saves you driving home.''

''That'll be nice, thanks, samurai,'' Lance smirked, standing up, Calla still in his arms. He looked down at the three-year-old, placing a kiss to her forehead before placing her back down in the bed and tucking her in. Keith smiled as he watched Lance, his cheeks warming. It didn't last long, only for a few seconds before Keith coughed awkwardly and turned his back.

''I'll get you a blanket and some pillows.''

''Aw, so kind.'' Lance laughed, following Keith out the room, feeling a lot calmer than he did twenty minutes ago.

Hello everyone! This is going to a collection of one-shots based on Lance and Calla throughout her life. Calla is basically a fanchild of Lance and Allura who came to be after watching season 8 of Voltron and not liking the ending that either of my babies got, I know this isn't really a new idea and has probably been done way better than what I can do but I thought it'll be fun to write.

Calla is named after Calla lilies, I thought that Lance would name her something to do with flowers and I really liked Calla for a name and thus she was born. She refers to the whole Voltron team (Coran and Romelle included) as her uncles and aunts even though she knows that they aren't biologically related to her.

This will also be eventual Klance, I just love the idea of little Calla trying to get her dad and her favourite uncle together because she thinks they would be a perfect match.

Also I hope that the spanish in this, is okay? I've never wrote with another language and I thought it would be cute if Lance sung to his daughter in Spanish so I looked up twinkle twinkle in spanish and copied the translation i found so I hope it's okay.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed the first kind of chapter of this collection of one-shots, I will write some more soon if it's liked enough. Hope you all have a good afternoon, evening or morning!