Hey there!

Sorry for this first chap, it ended up ok. I promise it'll be better in the future! :)

But ugh, I still hope this turned out okay. I feel like it's just too much OOCness, but it might just be me being paranoid (it probably isn't though).

Also, this'll be a series of one-shots.

Soooo… I don't own Voltron: Legendary Defender or Spider-Man. Enjoy!

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As much Keith felt like he needed to continue doing missions with the Blade of Marmora, there comes a point where he really felt like he needed a break from almost emotionless leaders and quiet aliens.

Which was why he was heading back to the Castle of Lions in a borrowed ship in his casual outfit that included his favorite jacket.

Even though he really wanted to pull his own weight in this war, even Kolivan knew that Keith probably needed it.

And honestly, he was kinda looking forward to it. He hadn't seen the others for a while now (not including the reports he and Kolivan would send in, but it didn't count because he couldn't really interact with anyone).

He was actually going to try and surprise them with his arrival. Usually, he didn't do stuff like this, but he was in a slightly cheery mood (just don't tell Lance that, as he'd never hear the end of it).

Soon, the castle came into view, and he headed for the docks. He hoped that the castle didn't announce his arrival. That would ruin the whole point.

Keith was relieved to see that no one was there waiting for him, so he headed quietly towards the common room, sure he would find someone there to surprise.

When he heard footsteps down the hall, he pressed himself against the shadows, and the person passed him and went straight into Keith's destination, the common room.

The doors stayed open as the figure, who was Shiro, walked inside to find Lance, Hunk and Pidge already talking inside.

Lance looked up, hearing their leader walk in. "Shiro! Quick, who's your favorite Avenger?"

Shiro thought for a second. "The Hulk."

Hunk looked at him quizzically. "Really? Huh, I would've thought it was Captain America or something. But I still think Thor's the best. He has the coolest powers!"

Pidge scoffed as she looked up from her computer. "Iron Man is the best. His technology is amazing, advanced, and way ahead of its time, and he doesn't even need superpowers to save the world."

Lance frowned. "Dude, hate to break it to you, but Iron Man is just some old guy wearing a tin can with a flashlight for a heart." He then grinned. "But Spider-man… now that's a superhero."

Keith almost revealed his hiding place right then and there. He just couldn't believe the irony. Also, Spider-man wasn't officially an Avenger or anything, but he was flattered and Lance didn't really need to know that.

Pidge smirked. "For all we know, he could also be some old guy under that, what was it, spandex."

Keith pouted. He had the urge to come out and shake Pidge to her senses.

But he didn't. Because he wasn't Spider-Man right now. Just half-Galra Keith Kogane, who kept listening to the conversation.

Lance must have somehow read his mind though, as he pouted too. "Don't diss his spandex! How else would he be able to swing around New York City? Armor would be way too heavy."

Hunk looked thoughtful. "You're acting like you've met the guy, Lance."

"Well… not exactly. Anyways, I still think Spider-man is the greatest. I mean, he-"

Keith decided to leave, right then. Couldn't listen to them forever without risking being caught.

He walked towards his room, thinking.

He still couldn't believe it. Lance looked up to him. Well, to Spider-Man, but that was still him, in a sense.

That's it. His teammates deserved it. He would do it.

He just hoped he wouldn't get caught.

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Lance could not believe the words coming out of his team's mouths.

How could Spider-man not be the most amazing person ever?

He saved so many people, innocent or not, just because they were just that. People. Not because they were particularly good or important, but because they human.

Even if they were villains, he still saved them too, because they were also human underneath all that evil.

Because Spider-Man actually cared.

So he secretly hoped he could be like that one day.

Behind him, the doors opened. Wondering who came in, he looked.

And boy did he look.

Because standing there was none other than the amazing Spider-man himself.

Who waved at them.

"I heard my name. Did someone call?"

Oh shit.

OH SHIT.

Spider-man was in their castle. Standing right in front of him.

Too many thoughts went through his head, but he wasn't able to grasp any of it. In fact, he barely registered Shiro take a step forward towards the hero.

"Who are you?"

Spider-man replied in his light, loose voice. "Just your friendly neighborhood Spider-man, coming at you live! Or, more like in the flesh! Actually, that doesn't even work does it?" His tone was playful.

Lance couldn't help but let out a small chuckle as he stepped forward too. But he still could not believe his eyes. Was that really him? "Spider-man! Wow, what are you doing here?"

The hero laughed. "Well, I heard I had some fans up here in space. Usually, I would find that hard to believe, since the last ones I met hated my guts. They seriously deserved it after they destroyed my favorite hot dog cart though…" He muttered that last part under his breath, though Lance was able to hear it due to the somewhat close proximity.

"Anyway, I hadn't really gone up into space all that much, so I thought 'eh, why not?' Because if I legit had a fan out here, that would be, like, the coolest thing ever."

Pidge scoffed from her place on the couch. "'Eh, why not?'! Really, aliens are fascinating, many with very different biological structures than our own, but also with many similarities in our genetic makeups. Space is filled with technology far beyond our own, and it is filled with creatures that can boggle the human mind. Who wouldn't want to go to space?"

"Oh, looks like I found the resident genius, complete with glasses. Anyways, are you all fans of me too?"

Hunk laughed. "Yeah, but not as much as Lance. He's a big fan of yours." He pointed.

Lance grinned. "Yeah, and these guys think that Iron Man is better than you."

Spider-man put his hand to his heart and dramatically gasped, feigning betrayal. "How dare you! Of course I'm better than him. He doesn't even compare to my dashingness!"

Pidge smirked. "Yeah, well it's not like we can see your face to prove it."

"You know I can't because, you know, secret identity and all that jazz. Just take my word for it though, k?"

Hunk raised his hand, stopping the conversation and getting everyone's attention. "It's really amazing that you're here and all, but how did you even get here? Isn't it, like, a million light years from Earth or something?"

Everyone was actually curious. How did Spider-man get here from Earth? They looked at him.

"Well, I-"

At that moment, the alarms went off. Allura's accented voice echoes over them, laced with urgency. "Paladins, one of the coalition planets is under attack! To your lions!"

Lance looked at Shiro, who nodded. Everyone ran out of the room, though Lance stopped in front of his hero for a moment. "Sorry, but it looks like it's time to save the universe again. We'll see you when we get back!"

He didn't look back after that, determined to save the day.

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Keith stood there after they left, sighing. "Don't know how I would've answered that one…"

He took a seat on the couch and started to think.

First off… Lance's face was absolutely priceless, with his starry eyes and huge grin. He enjoyed that bit that most.

To be honest, Keith hadn't put on the Spider-man suit in forever. And he wasn't that comfortable cracking jokes in front of others. He didn't mind it that much when he had the mask on though, because it's not like they know it's him then.

He felt like he could actually relax as the spider-themed hero. If he embarrassed himself, it was fine, because they don't know.

Keith didn't know what to do now. Right now, he could just go back to his room, change back into his actual clothes, and be done with it, his team none the wiser. Things would be back to normal. Well, as normal as it could ever be.

On the other hand…. he hadn't had a chance to do this for a long time. Before, Spider-man was a huge part of his life. Heck, it might've been most of his life. But since he started going to the Garrison, his costume had lied there, in the bottom of his backpack, untouched.

And now… he knew he wouldn't get another chance. The way home was unknown, and he was sure nobody knew of Spider-man here. And he still wasn't going to tell Team Voltron.

First reason: He just didn't want the others to know more about his life than they needed to. Lance would probably brag to anyone he saw anyway.

Second: If the Galra or some other enemy figured out that Earth was more of a threat, they might see it as enough to go to the planet. And that scared him a little because, while he usually was a loner, he still had people there that cared for him (for some reason).

Third: He wanted to have the upper hand. Nobody knew of his powers, so even if a member of Voltron was compromised (though he hated to think it), he could still have something over them to help the rest out. Plus, if he was ever captured, he could probably escape a regular cell.

This was the best way he could be useful to team. It really was.

So maybe he could be Spider-man a little longer. He smiled. Just for a little bit though.

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Lance sighed as he sat in the Red Lion's cockpit, back at the castle after the mission. They had barely made it in time to stop a Galran ion cannon from hitting the main city. There were a lot of fighters there, and the team had been stretched in order to fight them all. Luckily, they were finally able to beat the enemy after a varga. A whole varga. That was too long.

Now, Lance was free to relax as the battle was over. He was tempted to slunk down in his seat, but he knew he would just have to get up anyways. He groaned as he stood up, not quite willing to do anything else.

Groggily, he walked to the common room where he was sure the others were heading to after a battle well-fought. He almost didn't acknowledge the other person sitting in there. He gave a small wave while yawning. "Hey, Spider-man."

He sat down on the opposite couch before he realized what he had just said. He quickly turned his head to the superhero, now wide-awake. "Woah! Spider-man, you're still here?!"

The hero nodded. "Yep! Figured I'd wait for you guys, but seriously, that felt so long. Is that how New York feels when I'm saving them from a supervillain?"

Lance shook his head. "Nah, you get rid of them pretty quick. As for me, on the other hand…" he sighed. "I feel like I hardly contribute to anything on this team. It's usually them saving me when I should be helping them save the world."

And that was true. Even on their most current mission, he had been surrounded, and Shiro and the others had to go save him. Shiro insisted that it was because he was the one doing the most damage to the enemy so they wanted to get rid of him first, but Lance didn't really believe it.

He was only the goofball, after all.

Spider-man tilted his head at him. "You get to save the universe? Man, that is so awesome! I mean, I'd personally love to, but someone's gotta protect Earth from car thieves and cat burglars, you know? So then tell me," he leaned in. "How does one save the galaxy?"

Lance looked at the expectant hero, and he couldn't help but smile as he recounted the events that led them to Voltron and after.

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Well… that's all I got for now. This is just the start, kinda like a prologue. Maybe. So from here on out, cue the shenanigans :D

Anyways, like I said, this will be a series of one-shots.

So if any of you have any good ideas for one, or you really want to see something, let me know! Because I might just like to try it.

I'll see ya later, peoples! Please leave a review! :)