Author's Note: Oh gosh I'm so sorry I haven't updated! It's been a very long week... Anyway! I hope you all enjoy this next chapter and please forgive me if it is crappy!

~Chapter Three: Beautiful~

A giant lion robot landed them on a different planet.

Yeah okay because that makes sense.

Nevermind the fact that Pidge ended up forming a giant robot named Voltron with four other people. Two of whom she just met. Oh and that they were in space.

Yeah. It was a weird day….. Days? Week? She couldn't tell the time anymore.

Since they had been attacked, forced mercilessly into training by the royal princess herself, and trying to form Voltron again, today was the first day Pidge had some time to herself. Finally a chance to relax and get back to work on some of her projects. Including some new designs for her lion.

"Hey Pidge!"

Of course, it wouldn't be fully enjoyable without it being interrupted.

Pidge sighed, turning around in her chair facing the blue Paladin. He sauntered into the garage smiling as he waved at his fellow Paladin. He stopped once he was standing right in front of her and looked up at her lion.

"Working on your lion, huh?" she followed his gaze and looked over the lion. Only a few days since she found hers and it was still astonishing.

She nodded, "Yeah. I figured I could probably get some work done before the night ends… morning? Eh, whatever time it is." she waved her hand nonchalantly before returning back to her keypad. A few minutes passed without Lance moving. Pidge was about to ask what he needed when she heard him pull up another chair. He plopped himself beside her, leaving little room between them as he folded his arms across the back of the chair and leaned forward. From the corner of her eyes, Pidge could see Lance staring at her intently.

"What do you think?" his voice echoed slightly as he asked this. Pidge ceased her typing and gave Lance her full attention.

"About.. What?" she looked at him in confusion. What was he on about?

Lance shrugged, "About.. This. The whole 'Voltron defending the universe' thing. What do you think?" he looked her in the eyes. Pidge was shocked by this question. And coming from Lance for that matter. What did she think? It was quite the adjustment, going from earth to deep space in less than five minutes and being expected to save the entire universe from bloodthirsty alien menaces.

She shrugged, "I don't know. It's… an adjustment. Why are you interested in knowing?" Lance shrugged.

"I just…. We haven't had the chance to talk in a while. I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay. You are right? You're doing okay?" wide eyed, Pidge nodded. Lance sighed, "Okay, good." he let his gaze wander to her computer. Pidge was intrigued. He wasn't normally this serious. It kind of unnerved her….. Maybe something was wrong? She was flattered that he cared enough to ask about her well-being but at the moment she was worried that he might not be alright. What happened to the normal Lance?

"Hey, what kind of girls are you into?" oh… there he was. Pidge blinked a couple of times in confusion.

"W… what?" he turned his attention back to the smaller paladin, a smirk playing at his lips. He leaned in closer.

"Come on, Pidge. What kind of girls are you into?" Oh no…. Now he decides to ask personal questions? What was she supposed to do? Lie? Of course, she had been lying for some time but that had been planned out and thought through. What kind of girls? How was she supposed to come up with that on the spot? "Hellooooo~? Earth to Pidge?" she snapped out of her thoughts.

"What kind of girls do I like?" she repeated. He nodded.

"Yeah. I mean it's not that hard to answer. You have a girlfriend don't you?" Girlfriend? What was he…. Oh! The picture! Hunk had found Pidge's picture of her and her brother and had assumed it was his 'girlfriend'. That was a weird thought.

"Oh right! No that's… that's not my girlfriend." Lance furrowed his brow in confusion, lips pursed in thought.

"She's not?" Pidge shook her head. How was she going to explain this?

"No uh, she's just a friend. More like a sister really." Lance's mouth formed an "O" in understanding. Figuring that had settled the issue, Pidge turned back to her computer to continue her work.

"Hey, Pidge." Boy was he persistent. Pidge sighed and turned her attention once again to the Blue Paladin.

She huffed, "Yes, Lance?" Lance leaned forward a bit more, his blue eyes suddenly very detailed. It was hard to contain the growing heat forming from Pidge's neck to her cheeks. What the heck was going on? Why couldn't he just leave her alone?

There was a few moments of intense silence before, "Do you like Allura?" Pidge's eyes widened.

"What?! No! No, I don't like Allura!" Lance grinned at this response.

"Awwww! Our little Pigeon has a crush on Allura!" the smaller Paladin huffed in frustration and embarrassment.

"No, Lance! I don't like Allura!" Lance leaned away in mock inspection.

"Oh yeah? Then how come everytime she's around you get all defensive? Is it the whole 'being mean means you like them' tactic?" Pidge could not believe what she was hearing. This was absolutely ridiculous!

"No! I don't like Allura alright, Lance?!" the Blue Paladin tilted his head and nodded.

"Hm… alright, Pidge. If you don't like Allura, then who do you like? Are you sure it's not the girl in the picture?" Oh crow, how many times does she have to say it? Pidge has told them a thousand times that that isn't her (or rather his) girlfri- "Cause I mean, she is beautiful and if you seriously haven't considered dating her then there is something seriously wrong with you, man."

Beautiful?

Did he just….. Did Lance just call her….. Katie… Beautiful?

Her heart seemed to pick up it's pace, "Um…. what?"

"The girl, in your photo? Seriously, Pidge? You haven't considered dating her? Tell me you have at least once!" the heat seemed to rise on the young girl's face. She could not believe what she was hearing. Someone actually thought Katie Holt, her true form….. Was beautiful? The realization made the room seem to spin and Pidge suddenly thought it was hard to breath.

No. She couldn't act like this. Pidge Gunderson had to focus. Refocusing her thoughts, Pidge closed her eyes and shook her head, "Uh no…. I guess…. I've never thought any- well I mean I guess it… no…. I haven't thought about it." Hearing the Tsk Tsk Tsk of Lance's disapproval, Pidge opened her eyes and gazed up at a new looking Lance. One that seemed more… handsome? No…. No that couldn't be… She supposed she always thought he was handsome but that never affected her before.

Lance sighed and patted Pidge's shoulder. Snapping Pidge from her thoughts. "Pidge, Pidge, Pidge. You have a lot to learn, Little Man." That nickname snapped Pidge back to the reality at which she was currently a part of. Little Man. That's right…. Lance thought she was a he. Even if he did know, he'd probably take it back. The thought made Pidge's eyes sting. She looked down and nodded.

"Yeah. I guess I do have lots to learn." She could hear the taller Paladin stand up.

"Good thing we'll have plenty of time together! I can teach you all I know!" Pidge nodded.

"Guess so." Lance ruffled Pidge's already messed up hair.

"Well! I gotta get going. I'll see you later Pidge. Don't forget to get some sleep!" footsteps left the area as Pidge answered back.

"See you later, Lance." as soon as his footsteps were clear of the room, Pidge let her head drop onto her desk and closed her eyes allowing her thoughts to roam. Who was she kidding? Getting over-excited over the thought of Lance calling her beautiful. So ridiculous.

But it did happen.

Her heart hammered in her chest. Technically, he still did call her beautiful….. Even if he said it about Katie…. Katie was still Pidge and Pidge was still Katie. Lance McClain had called Katie Holt beautiful therefore unbeknowingly calling Pidge Gunderson beautiful. No matter how you put it; Lance had called her beautiful.

These thoughts swirled around in Pidge's already crammed brain. The realization making her stomach do unpleasant but very pleasant flops and her cheeks heat up so much she thought she was in a sauna. But why? Why was she so happy about this thought? It wasn't like she thought about Lance in a romantic way or anything… Sure he was nice to her and even though he didn't really know her, he still treated her as a good friend. Lance was smart, could be funny (when he tried), and his smile was nice to look at as well as his blue-as-the-ocean eyes. No, Pidge couldn't have a crush on Lance….. Right?

Unless….

Amber eyes snapped open.

"Oh crow."

Author's Note: Oh gosh I'm so sorry if it was crap. I had to change it like three times before I thought this was better. Anyway! Have a nice week! Until next time!