"Alright!" Cyborg cheered, three plastic disk cases in his human hand. "Movie night!"

"Whoo!" Beast Boy hopped onto the couch beside his friend where all of the other Titans were already lounging on the sofa.

The Paladins walked out from the training room after a while of testing the Gladiator and Pidge and Hunk making accommodations to it depending on the other three's feedback. They walked into the lounge to see all the Titans gathered around the giant TV excitedly.

"What's going on?" Lance asked with a pained groan, collapsing on the floor in front of the couch. After a few rounds with the Gladiator, his limbs had turned to mush and he could barely move without something aching.

"It's movie night, dude!" Beast Boy said happily.

"I have the popcorn," Robin announced, walking out of the kitchen with a giant bowl of popcorn in his hands.

"Here are the choices!" Cyborg said proudly, displaying the movie covers.

"What is this 'movie night'?" Allura asked, peering at the movies in confusion.

"It is a wondrous moving image that tells a tale!" Starfire explained to her fellow alien Princess.

"I see."

"It's a show," Beast Boy added, looking extremely concentrated at his task of picking out which movie to watch.

"Ah, the Paladins have been in a show!" Coran said, pulling at his mustache. Maybe these earth customs were not as abnormal after all.

The Paladins, minus Keith, not wanting to be reminded of that incident, shouted in unison, "NO!"

"Really?" Cyborg asked, watching their extreme reactions with amusement. "Can we see it?"

"Oh yes! I actually found it in my pockets yesterday! If we download it to your technology, I am sure we can watch it!"

"CORAN!" Lance shrieked in horror, wanting to do something but unable to move from his spot on the floor. "STOP!"

"It's embarrassing!" Hunk said with a dark flush. The Titans grew more interested at Hunk's words. Embarrassing always meant entertaining. Especially if it wasn't at your own expense.

"Yeah, we should watch that!" Beast Boy said, tossing away the other movies.

"No!" Lance sobbed, grabbing onto Coran's legs as he walked by to get to the computer. "Coran, have mercy!"

"Nonsense, Number Three. You all did fabulously." Coran stuck the alien hard drive into the computer and what was displayed on the monitor was Coran and the Paladins, including Allura, gathered in a room.

"Everyone, check your wrist devices. I've uploaded a script onto them," Coran was dictating. The Paladins and Allura checked their wrists.

"What is this?" Hunk asked, frowning at what appeared on the small screens that popped up.

"Yeah, there's barely anybody out there," Lance complained, referring to the very small number of injured patients sitting there.

"I scaled down the show so we can do it indoors for the patients," Coran said. "You know, to lift their spirits!" Even with Coran's good intentions, there were still many flawed points.

"... This isn't even factually accurate," Pidge said dryly, looking at her part.

Coran gave Pidge a flat look. "This is the Legend of Voltron, not the documentary of Voltron." Something seemed to occur to him and he turned to Allura with a bit of hesitance. "Speaking of which, Allura, you'll be playing Keith."

Allura made a disgusted expression. "Huh?!"

Keith grumbled at the wave of laughter that roared from the Paladins and Titans.

"Sorry, Keith," Allura said with a chuckle.

"The word hasn't spread of Keith being on leave from Voltron, and I didn't want to confuse anyone," Coran said, trying to placate the annoyed Princess. "Besides, playing Keith is easy! Just act really moody," Coran said cheerfully to Allura. Allura glowered and crossed her arms with a growl. Coran nodded approvingly. "See? You've done it!"

"Hey!" Keith cried, offended at the description Coran kindly provided Allura with. Pidge was leaning on him, trying to stay upright with her cackling. Keith scowled at her. Pidge laughed harder at his scowl proving Coran's words right.

Shiro pat his back comfortingly. "It's okay, Keith. Just accept it. Acceptance is the first step of getting out of a phase."

"It's not a- I'm not emo!"

"Everyone in positions! Just follow the script!" Coran said, striding out of the room with Allura's glare following him.

"Ladies and gentle-aliens," Coran declared at their small crowd of hospital patients, "bear witness as the Paladins of Voltron attack Zarkon's base to save the helpless Princess Allura!" Coran batted his eyelashes with his hands clasped next to his head as if imitating the Princess.

"Really, Coran?" Allura sighed, looking at Coran's impression disdainfully.

Coran smiled sheepishly.

"Shiro!" Coran said with a grand gesture, "You're on!"

The spotlight moved from Coran to a surprised and unsuspecting Shiro, who squinted and raised his arm to protect his eyes from the harsh light. Shiro looked at Coran helplessly who gave him an encouraging gesture behind the stage. Shiro reluctantly looked down at his script.

"Uh… I will save the Princess, even if it means taking on the Galra Empire with my bare... hand," Shiro read monotonously, putting no effort into any sort of act at all.

Hunk walked up next to him, staring very intently at his own script. In the same emotionless, reading-out-loud tone, he said, "And you won't have to do it alone because you'll have me… Hunk."

Pidge, slightly frowning, walked to the other side of Shiro and read, "And me. Pidge."

Lance was the only one who put any effort into acting and hopped in front of them all proudly, hands on his hips and a wide smile plastered on his face. "And me! Lance!" He brought his script up to check his next lines and said slowly, "Holds bayard dashingl- Oh!" He brought out his bayard with a smirk and held it up.

Allura, unhappily slouching in shame, added, "And me… Keith."

Shiro looked down at his wrist, and seeing it was his turn to speak said robotically, "Thank you, team, for always being by my side... through thick or thin." He clicked his device to go to the next page. "Now come along. Together we'll-"

"Beat Zarkon!" All the Paladins chorused unevenly, finishing at different times. Lance was off to the right posing while kneeling and pointing his bayard with a giant smug grin across his face. The other four stood there awkwardly.

Coran slid in front of them, wearing a wig of Allura's hair, on his knees and hands clasped under his chins. In a high-pitched voice, he sang, "My heroes!"

The lights turned back on and crickets were chirping as the screen showed the empty seats of the audience.

"Great acting, you guys," Keith said sarcastically, hand on an embarrassed Pidge's head buried in his thigh.

After falling there laughing, she didn't get up and resolved to use Keith as a pillow. In turn, Lance was laying on her stomach and Hunk was on Lance's legs with Shiro's legs on all three of them.

"Shut up, Keith," Pidge's muffled voice whined, "you weren't even there to do it with us!"

"Hey!" Lance complained at the insult. "I think I did great!"

"That was the worst acting I have ever seen, dude," Beast Boy said in amazement. "No wonder everyone left."

"Well that bombed," Hunk stated, staring at the empty seats. He walked off, thoroughly embarrassed.

"Yeah, speaking of bombs, we need to get back to doing airshows with explosions and lasers and bombs!" Lance said to Coran, spreading his arms to mimic an explosion. All the Paladins walked off the stage and Coran sighed.

He took off the wig dejectedly. "I was hoping to expand our horizons." He sighed again sadly and got up.

"Aw, Coran," Hunk said guiltily. "We're sorry."

"Yeah, Coran. We should have tried harder," Shiro said, putting a hand on Coran's shoulder.

"It's alright, Paladins." Coran waved off their apologies. "We got through to them in the end."

"Because of a parasite," Pidge mumbled.

An alien approached Coran after all of the Paladins left. He looked incredibly sketchy with a devious smirk spread wide across his face and fingertips pressed together in the classic villain pose. "Hey there, friend," he called, "you look like you could use a bit of help."

"I know you!" Coran's eyes widened in recognition. "You ran the Unilu Swap Shop in the mall!"

Ignoring his words, the alien wheeled closer. "I saw that space wreck of a show you put on," he said, smiling slyly.

Coran looked down sadly. "I don't know what I was thinking."

"Then STOP THINKING and be conscious-neezy!" He pulled out a secret compartment in his wheelchair. "Conscious-neezy mind enhancers!" He held up a small pill. "Pop one of these babies under your pillow at night, and when you wake up in the morning, your brain will be filled with brilliant thoughts and ideas." Coran reached for it, mesmerized. "They seep while you sleep! The price is 12,000 GAC." Coran stopped reaching for it and frowned in disappointment.

"Uh, Coran," Hunk said hesitantly. "Please tell me you didn't get that."

"I had no other ideas that would have worked," Coran answered, looking around the room innocently.

"No wonder all your ideas were insane," Pidge muttered.

"Would you take a used left shoe?" Coran bartered, crossing his arms.

Without missing a beat, the alien answered, "I'll accept the Yellow Voltron Bayard."

Hunk gripped his bayard to him protectively.

Deadpanning, Coran held up a finger. "How about fifteen nose hairs?"

"Ew," Beast Boy said in disgust. "Dude."

"I'll take your left arm plated in luxite."

"A firm handshake and a pat on the back, then?" Coran offered, sticking out his hand.

"I get to ride on your shoulders for one deca-phoeb," the alien snapped angrily.

Coran held up a finger and shouted, "Well, how about I give you 600 GAC and don't tell the staff you're running an unlicensed swap shop in an intergalactic hospital?!"

"Coran," Allura said, shaking her head. "I can't believe you bought it."

"I can't believe he didn't get it for free," Pidge muttered.

"Well," Coran said, rubbing the back of his head, "I was desperate to put on a show. And it wouldn't be right to not pay for a product as successful as that, Number Five."

"DEAL!" The alien yelled back, panicked. He quickly gave Coran the pill.

"Coran, you coming?" Pidge asked, stepping back through the door.

Coran gave her the widest, fakest smile ever that screamed guilt. He made a series of odd noises and walked to Pidge, the alien wheeling the opposite way.

"Pidge," Lance said disbelievingly, "you didn't suspect anything?!"

"Well, it's Coran!" Pidge defended.

"Yeah and Coran is a horrible liar! That was the guiltiest face ever!" Lance snorted. Even he could see through that. "You didn't even think anything was wrong?"

"Shut up." Ears burning red, she turned her face into Keith's thigh again, only to hit him when he kept vibrating with laughter.

"Would you like to skip to the shows?" A message popped up onto the screen. "The rest is merely other events that are not as entertaining."

"Is that a virus?" Cyborg yelped. "Or is this one of your alien contraptions?"

Pidge peeked an eye out to see all the commotion. "It's part of the hard drive," she said shortly, "it's been programmed in."

"Oh. So it's just an alien doohickey?" Beast Boy wiped imaginary sweat off of his forehead and let out a breath of relief.

"Yeah, let's just skip," Lance said, throwing a pillow at the computer. It hit its mark and the computer started skipping a bunch of scenes. "We don't need to see the other bits. Just me and my great acting!"

"Great," Pidge snorted.

"How'd you know what to hit, Lance?" Hunk asked in awe, looking at an equally shocked Lance.

"Psh, skill."

The next scene showed Coran with an odd expression on his face.

"Rule number one, never walk onto stage, all right? You gotta leap onto stage." Coran, in a weird Texan-like accent, began rolling his hands in an old fashioned dance move. "Roll onto stage!" He dramatically twirled. "I'm talking EXPLODE ONTO STAGE!" Coran spread his arms enthusiastically.

While the rest of the Paladins stared at him apprehensively, Lance pointed his fingers at him with an excited smile. "Yeah!"

Showtime:

"Oh no! A laser-eyed monster! We need a Paladin of Voltron!" Coran called from behind the curtain as a dummy with a mask was pulled across stage by a rope.

Rock music played dramatically and Shiro and Allura came on the stage, flipping dramatically and doing a bunch of back handsprings until they landed in a dramatic pose. Pidge slowly descended from the sky with her jetpack and landed in between them and also struck a pose. Hunk rolled to them and Lance jumped from behind and stood up dramatically in the middle of all of them with his hands out.

"Your time is up, monster!" He said heroically.

"Pff…" Keith snickered. "What great poses."

"Shut up, Keith," Lance grumbled, "the aliens loved it."

"Rule number two! Don't just say that line… you gotta shout that line!" Coran said, still in his weird accent. "REMEMBER! LOUDER IS BETTER!"

Showtime:

Lance, remembering the second rule, at the top of his lungs, screamed, "KEITH, I NEED YOUR HELP!"

Allura, following his example, screamed back, "I'M ON IT!"

Hunk yelled, "LOOK OUT, HE'S FIRING HIS LASERS!"

"Did that really help sell the act?" Pidge asked wryly to Lance.

"I don't know," Lance shrugged. "Coran told us to."

"Coran told us to do a lot of sketchy things. And it wasn't even Coran. It was a quiznaking brain worm," Pidge said tiredly.

"This is why you should never trust strangers, Coran," Shiro said sternly to the orange-haired Altean.

"And finally," Coran stated, striking a pose, "strike a pose after every movement! Everyone loves a pose!"

Showtime:

The Paladins attacked the dummy bad guy (with Lance and Hunk firing goo balls instead of actual shots) and struck a similar pose to the beginning of their act.

"Spread the word!" Coran spoke, "The Voltron Coalition needs you!"

"I would like to join!" An alien from the crowd called. The crowd applauded them and cheered.

"Wow, that was great, you guys," Keith remarked, twitching slightly to stop from busting down laughing.

"Okay, well, I don't see you coming up with anything better," Lance retorted. "They loved us!"

The computer skipped the next following scenes until they arrived to their next show.

"HELLO BII-BOHS AND BOH-BIIS! TONIGHT, THE PALADINS OF VOLTRON TAKE ON ZARKON ON ICE!" Coran's voice boomed into his microphone and a giant ice rink was shown.

"Are you guys going to figure skate?" Keith asked in disbelief. He didn't even know why he was surprised at this point anymore.

"Sadly, yes," Shiro said with a sigh.

"It was horrible!" Hunk whimpered, hiding his head in a pillow.

A very tall skinny noodle person walked up to the podium, squeaking as he moved. "Bi-boh, bi-bohs! Boh-bi-bi Paladins of Voltron bi-bi-bi Zarkon!" The noodle said.

"Uh, what was that?" Beast Boy asked, staring at the noodle. "I only got 'Paladins of Voltron' and 'Zarkon.'"

"That was Bii-Boh-Bi. He was our translator," Coran explained.

"In what language?"

"Bii-Boh, of course."

The noodle people in the stands cheered and waved their skinny noodle arms.

Showtime:

"Oh no!" Coran said, "It's Zarkon and the evil witch, Haggar!"

"Bi-boh-bi-bi Zarkon! Boh-boh-bi Haggar!"

Noodle versions of the villains walked onto the ice. "It is I, the greatest force of evil this universe has ever seen!" Noodle Zarkon declared.

"Sire, soon, you will defeat the Paladins and Voltron will be yours," Noodle Haggar simpered.

"Not if I have something to say about it!" Hunk slid to them on the ice, brandishing his bayard. However, what little balance he had slipped as his center of gravity changed and his legs did a split. He quickly tried to fix it, but lost his balance completely and ungracefully flailed and kicked his legs trying to get a grip on the slippery ice. He slipped past the two noodle villains and fell flat on his back and continued sliding like a starfish across the rink. Hunk eventually stopped sliding when he hit the wall head first. Pidge, next to him, looked down and started skating out.

"How graceful," Raven said dryly as she watched Hunk miserably fail at skating. Keith snorted.

"Look, it's Pidge!" Coran pointed as Pidge neared the noodle villains.

"Don't worry, Hunk! I got your back!" Pidge said determinedly.

"She'll use her math and calculations to defeat Zarkon!" Coran proclaimed dramatically.

"Bi-bi Pidge! Bi-bi-boh Zarkon!"

Lance cracked up at Pidge's offended expression and his already aching ribs started screaming from the strain of laughter. "He got you down good, Pidge!" He gasped out.

"Pidge, you are very good at math," Shiro said comfortingly. "Although Zarkon may not know what calculus is."

"BAHAHAHA!" Lance howled in laughter as Pidge scowled at Shiro and aimed to kick him. Shiro easily deflected her foot and Pidge pouted as she leaned further into Keith and away from the dying Lance.

Noodle Haggar threw something at Pidge's feet and she was enveloped in smoke. When the smoke cleared, Pidge was tied up in a pink ribbon and seemingly unable to talk even though the ribbon only covered the helmet. Pidge fell to the ground.

"Oh no, the witch's magic has counteracted Pidge's math!" Coran narrated, making horrified faces. "What are they going to do?!"

"Did Zarkon figure out all of your algebra equations?" Lance chuckled, avoiding Pidge's kick to the shin.

"At least Zarkon knows algebra," Pidge retorted, her turn to chuckle as Lance gave an offended cry.

"Alright, you two." Shiro stuck a hand between the two squirming bodies and motioned for them to quiet as the show kept playing.

Coran winked at his co-host and he pressed a button that turned on all the lights in the rink. Spotlights moved to the other two Paladins and Allura who stood there, posing.

"We need teamwork!" Shiro announced. Striking another pose, he added, "The only way to defeat Zarkon is with Voltron!"

Hunk and Pidge hurried and became a part of the pose. They all put on cardboard props of their Lions' heads.

Allura and Pidge held their Lion heads to mimic arms, Lance and Hunk knelt at the base wearing helmets of the Lions' heads, and Shiro had on a giant head of Voltron on and a chest box with a V on it.

"Does anyone else feel kind of stupid right now?" Hunk asked as the noodles cheered.

"Shut up, Hunk!" Lance hissed. "They're loving us."

"I felt really stupid," Pidge said to Hunk in agreement. "Lance was really the only one liking the shows. And he was only enjoying the attention."

"I'm not the only one who liked it!" Lance protested. "Shiro, how about you?"

"On with the video," Shiro commanded, not looking at Lance. Lance gave Shiro a betrayed look.

"Ha!" Pidge crowed in triumph.

"Shiro!"

Lance and Hunk crawled forward to the noodle villains with the rest of the Paladins and Allura still in their same pose. The Red and Green Lion heads spat out confetti at the noodle villains and they flew back.

"I'll get you next time," Noodle Zarkon called as he and Noodle Haggar were pulled into a cloud of smoke theoretically in 'defeat.'

After the show, the Paladins were gathered in a room.

"How many of these appearances do we have to put on?" Pidge asked in annoyance as they threw their cardboard Lion heads in the corner.

Shiro sighed. "I know they seem humiliating, but Coran's ideas are working."

"See? Shiro thought it was embarrassing too," Hunk pointed out to a pouting Lance. Shiro smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, Lance."

"Yeah, yeah. I was the only good actor anyway." Lance sniffed.

"Every performance draws more people to the cause," Shiro said as Pidge gave him a disbelieving look.

Over to their right, Lance was signing his autograph to a bunch of noodle women with a self-satisfied smirk. "Exactly. All that stuff."

"Alright! Let's go! Come on! We've got business to discuss!" Coran said as he shoved the noodle women out, much to Lance's displeasure. "First of all, great job. Tonight was a big success. Now, we're back on track, better than ever! There's no doubt about it, you're stars. But, to go supernova, you gotta push it even further."

"A supernova is an exploding star," Pidge stated blankly.

"And what's brighter than that?" Coran shrieked in her face as she flinched back in surprise. He whipped his head to face everyone else who looked at him hesitantly. "Here's the deal. I've worked up very specific personas for each of you. This is gonna help the audience connect on a much deeper level with each team member." He whirled around an pointed at Lance. "There's Loverboy Lance."

"Loverboy Lance?" Lance repeated with a smirk. "It's perfect because it's true."

"Ironic since you can't seem to get a girlfriend," Pidge remarked. Keith gave her a pat on the head for a job well done. Shiro and Hunk exchanged exasperated but fond looks at them.

"Th-that's because I'm a Paladin! I can't do long distance!" Lance scoffed.

"You're Science-Whiz Pidge. Whoa! Look out, big brain!" Coran said to the vaguely annoyed but flattered Pidge.

"We've got Lone Wolf Keith." Coran flashed to Allura. "That's you. Because you're Keith. I'm thinking your catchphrase could be like a howl!" Coran mimed claws with his hands. Allura's expression went so flat so fast that Coran backed up a bit. She snarled at him. "Well, that's more of a growl, keep working on it."

"Lone Wolf Keith?" Keith said, frowning. "That doesn't fit at all."

"Yeah, it's more like Emo Keith," Lance said with a laugh. "Your catchphrase could be: I'm Keith. I'm soo emo."

"Hey, I came up with that," Pidge bantered half-heartedly.

"Hunk, from now on, you'll be Humorous Hunk," Coran said to an ironically very unamused Hunk. Coran zipped past him and knelt before a dubious Shiro. "And lastly, Shiro the Hero!" Coran maneuvered Shiro's arm to go into a flexing pose and Shiro glared at him from the corner of his eye.

"We should call him that from now on," Keith said with a smirk in Shiro's direction. He wanted someone else to feel the embarrassment other than him.

"It totally fits," Lance agreed, much to Shiro's alarm.

"Then is it a team vote?" Hunk asked the Paladins.

"Yup!" Pidge cheered.

"No," Shiro said weakly.

"Well, it's four against one, Shiro," Keith said with a bigger smirk.

"Shiro the Hero!" Lance hollered.

"Shiro, Lance's Hero," Pidge ribbed. Lance turned red and he elbowed Pidge.

"What?" Beast Boy asked.

"Nothing!" Lance said quickly as he shoved Pidge's face into Keith's torso. Keith snorted and pushed Pidge back gently as to not hurt her and to avoid crushing his ribs at the same time.

Showtime:

Shiro, Allura, and Pidge were battling the Galra props while Coran and Hunk watched from behind the curtain.

"Remember, you're Humorous Hunk," Coran said to Hunk, "so be funny."

Hunk, after everything that he had done so far, just accepted the weirdness and agreed immediately, "Yeah. Okay." He then paused. "... How do I do that?"

Coran put his hand on Hunk's shoulder. "Don't worry, alright? I got you covered." As Hunk ran out with his bayard, Coran spoke into his earpiece. "Bii-Boh-Bi, engage Humorous Hunk."

Something popped up and tripped Hunk, sending him rolling down the ramp. He landed ungracefully and his bayard went flying. As Hunk bent over to pick it up, Coran pressed something that sent a huge fart noise through the speakers. Hunk stood back up quickly, embarrassed.

"That… that wasn't me. That… I don't know who that was!" Hunk exclaimed. Another fart noise followed his statement.

After a while of shows, Shiro approached Coran. "Coran! I think it would go a long way if I can deliver a speech about how we're trying to unite a front and build a coalition."

Coran gasped as if Shiro had insulted his family. "What? Stop talking! You're Shiro the Hero! Heroes don't speak." Coran used his hands to cover all his face except the eyes like a ninja mask. "You're a silent ninja!"

"But-"

"Shhhh!" Coran held up Shiro's arm in a flexing pose again. "Muscles speak louder than words!" Coran shoved a tiny piece of cloth at Shiro. "Now, put on this super tight shirt and get out there!"

After that show, it was Pidge's turn to approach Coran. "Hey, Coran, I'm having real issues with the science you put in the script. It doesn't make sense."

"Oh, it doesn't have to!" Coran said flippantly, messing around with the castle's controls.

Pidge's face scrunched up in frustration. "But I hate saying all these made-up scientific words. Isn't the audience gonna be confused?"

Coran scoffed. "They'd be confused if you used the real words too!"

"That's true, Pidge. Your techno terms don't make sense to anyone but Hunk," Lance said to the frowning Pidge.

"Sorry, Pidge." Shiro gave her a pat on the leg. Pidge scowled.

Later that night, they put on another show.

"What just happened?" Allura asked dramatically. She quickly crossed her arms and scowled, imitating Keith and also expressing her own emotion about the shows.

"I don't act that moody," Keith mumbled.

"Yes, you do, Keith," Shiro said. "Don't deny it."

Pidge sighed and hesitantly pronounced her made-up words Coran threw at her. "I just reconfigured the… flytzal... mac protocol to reverse-quadrant the spectrum... harfinger."

"You know… that actually does sound like what you say!" Lance said jokingly. Keith grabbed her leg at Shiro's gesture to prevent her from doing permanent damage to Lance who wisely put a little distance between the two of them.

"Mm!" Hunk said. "I guess Pidge just defeated the Galra with science!" A fart echoed after his sentence and Hunk stood up in faux embarrassment. After a while of the farts, he just developed an immunity to the embarrassment. It also got super tacky super quickly.

Coran and his noodle co-host exchanged thumbs ups behind the scenes. Then, the lights moved to an area on a wall.

Lance gracefully descended on a rope hanging from the Blue Lion's jaw. He was ribbon dancing on a rope.

"You're great, Loverboy Lance!" Coran called.

Lance laughed arrogantly. "Hahaha, thanks, Blue."

Pidge rolled her eyes. "That was such a pimp laugh."

"What?! No!"

"Yes it was, Lance," Hunk said, shaking his head.

"Dude!" Beast Boy chimed in, pointing excitedly at the screen. "I didn't know you could do that!"

Raven raised an eyebrow. "Impressive."

Lance puffed out his chest, shooting Pidge a pointed look. "Well at least, some people appreciate my great show skills!"

"Someone has to," Pidge deadpanned.

"Hey!"

The clip skipped until they got to Coran's little outburst before their last show.

"You're a bunch of quitters!" Coran glared at them all. "Quitters! I'm a visionary! I have thoughts, ideas! I don't need you anyway! I'll rewrite the show! Get rid of the whole lot of ya!" Coran exclaimed, storming out of the room. The door opened and he turned back to send them one last glower. "Replace you with new Paladins! And the show will be better than ever before!" The door shut behind him. It reopened quickly, however. "Except for you, Shiro." Coran reentered with a twitching grin. "I'll never get rid of you. You're our most popular character." His expression turned angry again. "BUT THE REST OF YOU WILL NEVER WORK IN SHOW BUSINESS AGAIN!"

"Why is Coran so angry?" Starfire asked, looking at the usually calm Altean.

"We told him we only had one more show left and he wanted to stop fighting Galra and continue doing shows," Lance explained.

"It was the brainworm," Coran said, ashamed.

They all watched Coran leave with a bit of relief.

Lance frowned and leaned forward. "Wait. You're the most popular character?!" He asked Shiro.

All the Paladins let out a collective sigh.

"That was definitely the most important thing to say," Raven deadpanned.

"It was!"

"The clip is done now. The rest was deemed unnecessary junk and will not be shown for lack of comedy," the computer said.

"Well, that was a trainwreck," Cyborg remarked.

"And Keith didn't have to suffer at all!" Pidge complained. "He was off and not experiencing the embarrassment Coran forced on us."

"Well, I was with the Blade of Marmora!" Keith argued.

"We're a family, Keith," Lance simpered with a grin. "We need to experience everything together."

Keith's brows furrowed. "What?"

Shiro shrugged. "I guess this will make for a good bonding exercise. Allura, you can help Coran tell us what to do since Keith is here again."

Allura smiled. "My pleasure."


"You know," Hunk said wryly as they were once again in pyramid formation with their cardboard Lion heads, "I still feel as stupid doing this as I did before."

"Agreed," Pidge grumbled, unhappily glaring at the very entertained and amused Titans.

"At least Mullet has to go through this with us this time!" Lance remarked, a little too happily for Keith's taste.

Keith sighed. "Did this actually work to convince the aliens to join Voltron?"

"Yes it did!" Coran said indignantly, twirling his mustache in aggravation. He turned to the Titans. "Would this not convince you to join us?"

Beast Boy, who with Cyborg were rolling on the floor with laughter, gasped out, "Yeah, dude!"

"Most definitely!" Starfire cheered, clapping her hands.

Even Raven gave a small nod.

"Can we get out of this pose now?" Lance groaned. "Mullet isn't exactly light."

"No!" Cyborg giggled. "Stay like that!"

Lance grimaced. "Lose some weight, Mullet." He shifted slightly, causing the entire pyramid to move.

"Lance!" Pidge shrieked. "Stop moving!"

"It's muscle weight!" Keith retorted, flushing slightly.

"Come on, you guys," Hunk implored, not wanting Lance to cause them to fall apart. Pidge was already wobbling and Shiro, relying on Keith and Pidge, was also losing his balance.

"Well, you try being a leg and see how you like holding up someone as heavy as you!" Lance shot back, shifting again and ignoring the gripes of the others.

"Lance, it's not that bad," Hunk tried to pacify his friend and a glowering Keith.

"Easy for you to say!" Lance muttered. "You have Pidge! Pidge is tiny and weighs nothing!"

"Hey!" Pidge protested at the jab about her height.

"Calm down, Lance," Shiro said soothingly. "I'm sure we're done with the pyramid now." He clambered off of them and Pidge and Keith followed suit, Lance and Hunk finally getting off of their sore knees.

"At least we can't reenact the ice show," Hunk said in relief.

"Or the Loverboy Lance bit," Pidge added. "I think I was scarred for life."

"What?! My ribbon dancing was amazing!" Lance complained. "I'm sure everyone would love to see it again."

Keith, feeling vengeful for the remark about his weight earlier, stated, "The only person who wants to see it again is you."

"Shut up, Keith. No one asked you," Lance sniffed, pouting. "I think Allura made a better Keith than you do."

"Now, now," Shiro said, trying to calm the two quarreling teens, "Lance, apologize to Keith. Keith, apologize to Lance."

"I have nothing to apologize for." Lance stuck his nose in the air and stalked off to his room.

"Well then, neither do I!" Keith also stalked off to his room. But since they were in the same wing of the Tower, they just ended up going in the same direction.

"Quit following me!" They heard Lance shriek.

"I'm not following you! We live in the same wing!"

Shiro and the other two Paladins exchanged a knowing glance. "Those two really like fighting with each other," Hunk murmured, shaking his head in exasperation.

"I think it's their way of entertaining each other." Pidge snickered and collected the cardboard Lion heads, handing them to Coran.

"It's their way of showing affection," Shiro commented.

"Or pent up sexual tension," Pidge quipped. Hunk and Shiro gave her appalled glances, both for her language and her suggestion.

"Pidge!" Shiro gave her a disapproving look. She shrugged back with an unapologetic grin.

"You can't tell me you haven't noticed," she reasoned.

"Pidge, I don't need that mental image." Hunk made a disgusted face. "Ugh, that's gross."

Beast Boy and Cyborg, who had recently recovered from their laughing fit, went down in giggles again.

"Sexual tension? What is that?" Starfire questioned, unaware of the horror in Hunk and Shiro's faces as she asked. Shiro gave Pidge a look, begging her not to say anything. Pidge ignored it and smirked.

"You know," Pidge said with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes, "when two people want to fu-"

"PIDGE!" Shiro yelled, blushing at the youngest Paladin's crude words. Hunk covered his face, not sure if he wanted to laugh or cry at Pidge's words.

"I was going to say 'fuel each other's anger.'.." Pidge said innocently.