Author's note: This first one takes place in S1. These kids deserve a break once in a while. Enjoy, a review is appreciated! : )

Lance sighed. He was bored. Very bored. Yes, he was aware of the threat they had to take care of and the amount of responsibility…but he was still a kid. They all were. He laid in the lounge looking up at the ceiling and frowned. The pool was a no-no. He didn't feel like getting stuck in the elevator again.

The group needed something to help them relax and have fun with each other. Like the food fight and throwing space goo at each other. Surely the others thought the same. Well, maybe not Keith.

Then it hit him. Lance grinned and sat up straight. "This is gonna be fun."

….

Pidge was sitting on her bed looking through databases for any signs of her brother and dad. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. It would be nice to take a nap, but the team needed her. Matt and their dad needed her.

Someone knocked at her door. "Who is it?" she called. No reply. Pidge frowned as she got of her bed. Who could it be? She thought.

She opened the door and gasped at the sight of lance with a slingshot and a water balloon. There wasn't time to react.

"Aagghh!" Pidge was now wet. Lance ran off laughing.

"Lance! Get back here!" She called, running after him while trying to dry her glasses.

….

Hunk observed at his most recent master piece. He did what he could with what the castle had to offer. It wasn't like the food back home, but they could make ends need. He sniffed at his 'soup' and prepared to eat a spoonful.

"Hey Hunk! Incoming!"

"Huh?"

Lance shot the water balloon and by accident hit Hunk's bowl. The yellow paladin cried out and grabbed a cloth to dry his face. The soup he had created was now mixed with water and was all over the place.

Lance ran off laughing innocently followed by Pidge's shouts.

"Pidge wait for me!" Hunk shouted as he ran out of the kitchen, joining the short girl in her chase after their friend.

….

Shiro, Coran and Allura were analyzing information they had recently obtained. There could be something that could help in the fight against the galra.

Their peaceful work was suddenly interrupted by the sound of running, laughter and shouts. The door opened, and Lance ran in.

"I was just trying to lighten the mood!" he laughed dodging Hunk and Pidge. They weren't mad anymore, now they were laughing too.

"Hold on!" Shiro said. "What happened?"

"Yes, I am quiet confused paladins. Did an argument occur?" Allura asked.

"Lance threw water balloons at us!" Hunk shouted.

"How did Lance even get water balloons?" Shiro asked.

Lance dodged Pidge's body and ran behind Coran who grabbed him by the hoodie.

"Lance, I believe a clarification is needed." He said seriously, but then he added excitedly. "How is this game played? It looks like fun!"

Lance sighed as Coran let him go. "Well I figured we needed some down time. I know we have an important task at hand, but that doesn't mean we can have fun."

Shiro smiled at this. "You're right Lance. It would a good thing to have those types of team building exercises."

"Yes, I agree with Shiro." Allura said with a smile. "Bonding with your lions is vital but having a bond with your team members is equally important."

Lance grinned. "I suppose this went well." He said triumphantly.

"Lance? Did you ever get Keith?" Pidge asked.

Lance's eyes widened. "Um, no. I was to busy running away from you and Hunk that I didn't get to him."

"Hey lance!" A voice shouted from the entrance.

Lance shrieked as the balloon with water exploded in his face. Everyone started laughing and Lance saw who had thrown the balloon. Keith chuckled and ran out the door.

"Get back here mullet!" Lance shouted running after Keith.

"I don't understand." Allura said. "Didn't Lance want to have fun?"

Pidge wiped her glasses with her shirt. "yeah, he did. He just didn't want to get affected in the process." She answered laughing.

"Hey pidge, what do you say we get back at Lance?" Hunk asked grinning.

The short girl smirked. Lance didn't know it, but he had started a war.