AU where the MFEs and VOLTRON crew are switched around.
Their conversation wasn't copied word-for-word because these are still different people.
I'm bad at AUs and crossovers, so this was completely random.
"Name's Acxa. I'm your handler."
"Thanks, but he don't need a handler." Keith jumped off of the wheel of the rover, smirking at the woman carefully holding a suitcase.
Her black hair, currently dyed blue, was snipped short to her chin, and her piercing blue eyes seemed to rip into his soul. "Really? Do you know the way to the depot?"
"Well…" Keith hesitated for a moment before chuckling, "…no, but I figured I'd just use the world map system."
"But that uses the world web system which, oh, that's right, this tunnel was made to block." Acxa smirked at Keith, crossing her arms. "I'm basically a walking encyclopedia, so unless you want to, I dunno, fail, I'm your best bet."
Keith glanced at his friends, eyebrows raised in a question.
Pidge shrugged. "It's most likely the truth. In WWIII they did invent it like that so that the trains couldn't be tracked."
"Yeah, like, I don't want to fail or anything." Hunk shrugged, adjusting his grip on his riffle.
"Oh, and Officer McClain should drive. He has the highest marks on the rover."
"I like her." Lance beamed.
"Oh, and Shotgun."
"I really like her. Reminds me of my big sis." Lance grinned, giving Keith a confident thumbs up.
"Fine. You can come." Keith grumbled. "But Garrett already called shotgun."
"I did?"
"Yeah. McClain called shotgun, and then you called it immediately after. So if he's driving…"
"Oh. I get it." Hunk beamed, bobbing his head.
"Nope. It's a fresh new driver." Acxa somehow, while they were distracted, had snuck her way into the shotgun seat. "So fresh new dibs. I already called shotgun."
Keith opened his mouth to argue.
"I outrank you all." Acxa said, ignoring him.
Well. That settled that.