October 2, 2016 11:55 PM
The battle had been tough.
The five paladins of Voltron were left exhausted from their most recent encounter. A pack of large hostile aliens fought effortlessly against their lions. Shiro, like the rest of the group, wanted nothing more than a nice relaxing shower at the castle before retiring for the day. Unfortunately faith said otherwise.
"Man, that was exhausting. I'm hitting the hay. Night guys! Or...morning...whatever time of day it is." Lance waved off his confusion as he broke off from the group, only to walk away from the immense entrance of the castle and down a hallway that mostly likely led to their rooms.
"Yeah dudes. I think I'll do the same. Those guys were ferocious!" Hunk sluggishly made way towards the hall, but was stopped by Allura.
"Great work out there paladins! That was a hard battle, but you saved the Valition village. Hopefully this will convince them to join the alliance with us. They are quite the stubborn people after all."
"Uhhh, princess," Pidge began, pushing his glasses up in the process. "That's great and all. Having another ally is essential in the war but, we're all kinda tired right now. Maybe you can tell us about the details tomorrow?"
Allura's smile turned into a frown before bouncing back up as a sheepish one. "Ah, yes. You're right Pidge. You're all free to go. Just remember that tomorrow you'll all have to wake up early. The Valitions will want to meet their savor." With that, she left. Going who knows where.
The paladins looked at each other.
"I don't like her argument."
Shiro sighed. "You're going to have to deal with It Pidge. Beside, you can sleep afterwards."
"Ugh, fine...Dad."
-Time Skip-
Shiro had finished saying to good nights to the others when he turned to face Keith. Said person was staring right back at him. "Keith," he began, pausing for a moment as if thinking what to say next, "what were you thinking back there?!" Keith's gaze didn't meet his as he took a particular interest of the floor. "Keith..." Shiro placed his hand on the younger man's shoulder. "Talk to me. What were you thinking back there?" He repeated.
Keith let out a couple words, all incoherent gibberish. Still refusing to make eye contact with him.
"Keith..." Shiro sighed.
"What?! Did you just want me to just stand by while you're getting attacked? No!"
Literally my first attempt at writing a Voltron fanfic. This was back when I couldn't and didn't know how to write. Oof, the time stamp above was the last time I edited the note I wrote this on.
I remember giving up on this and attempting to re-write it by scratch. I only got as far as a sentence and a half. You'll see what I mean next chapter.
Rereading this also reminded me that I was on team 'male pronouns for Pidge' back when I wrote this, which was the time when we only had one season and the fandom was peaceful.