All relative disclaimers apply.

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Later that evening, Keith and Jeff made their way to one of the Conference rooms.

"What are the girls up to tonight?" Jeff asked.

Keith grimaced. "I have no idea. Allura said something about having a party of their own." He glanced at Jeff. "I'm rather glad I have this to go to."

"I'll have to agree with you there." They both laughed.

A short time later, they stopped in front of the door. "After you!" Jeff told Keith.

"Thanks." Keith said wryly and opened the door. A blast of noise and smoke hit him as he and Jeff walked inside.

Lance spotted the two of them and whooped as he ran over. He and Cliff grabbed Keith and hoisted him up onto their shoulders. Keith rolled his eyes and went along with them. Like I had any choice. They carried him to the front of the room and dropped him in a large chair.

"Gentlemen…and Jeff!" Lance began.

"Hey!"

"I present for the last time as a single man, Keith Montgomery!" Lance announced. The room erupted in cheers and applause. Lance pressed a drink into Keith's hand. Keith eyed the emerald liquid dubiously. Lance glared at him, then faced the crowd again. "Now, for our first toast. To Keith's last day of freedom from the chains of matrimony! Cheers!" He lifted the drink high over his head, then downed it in one gulp. Most of the room did the same. Lance turned to Keith and narrowed his eyes. Keith shrugged and swallowed his drink. He immediately started choking as the fiery green liquid burned down his throat.

"Christ Lance!" Keith gasped. "That's Zyrillian whiskey! Where the hell did you get that!"

Lance just grinned. "So, the mighty Montgomery doesn't know everything!"

Cliff joined him, and handed Keith and Lance a cigar. He already had one smoking in his mouth. "Here you go. Light 'er up!" Cliff said, lighting one for Lance, then turning towards Keith.

Keith looked doubtful. "I haven't had one of these since graduation."

"All the better reason to have another!" Cliff laughed.

After a moment, Keith grinned and had Cliff light his cigar. He grabbed another drink. "My turn for a toast." He turned and waved Hunk, Pidge, Jeff, Crick and Sven up with him. "To good friends and great memories!"

"Hear hear!" Everyone yelled.

Sven draped his arm around Keith's shoulders. "First me, den you. Who vould have tought ve vould be married?"

"Yeah, especially how you two were so…shy in school!" Lance quipped.

"Yeah, for a while, we thought you, Jeff, and Keith were an item!" Cliff laughed.

Sven laughed with him, then winked slyly at Cliff. "As you know, blondes are more my type."

They all burst into laughter. Keith shook his head at his friends, as Cliff pressed another drink into his hands. "Hey, take it easy. Some of us need to stay in control." Keith told him.

"Yes, but not you. It's your party." Cliff answered back.

"Right! Besides, Crick isn't drinking. His system can't take alcohol remember. His Sea Team volunteered to run patrols tonight." Lance told him. "He'll stop by later."

Keith nodded. "I'd wondered why he wasn't here." Keith looked around. There were close to fifty people at the party. He recognized most of Jeff's Voltron Team, and a few people from the Castle and the 'Explorer'. Admiral Harrison came sauntering over. Keith hastily looked for a place to put his cigar. Not finding one, he shrugged and faced his uncle.

Harrison glared at his son and his friends. Lance grinned and puffed on his cigar. "Dad. 'Bout time you joined us."

"And what is that in your mouth Lance Edward?" Harrison demanded.

Lance puffed again and grinned. "An especially good Cuban Sir." He replied.

Harrison shook his head, then laughed. "If you find another for me, I won't tell your mother."

Cliff handed the Admiral a lit cigar. "Enjoy Sir!"

Jeff caught Keith's eye. Keith nodded and Jeff headed towards the back of the room. "So, what else do you have planned for this evening?" Keith asked Lance.

Lance grinned. "Funny you should ask. Since the old Earth tradition is to show films of a rather…explicit nature."

Keith cut him off. "Good idea. I brought some of those myself." Lance and the others looked up, surprised at their straight-laced Captain.

Lance glanced over at Pidge, who turned a bright red. "Ahh Keith…Do you really think that's a good idea? I mean…I was only kidding." He said nervously.

Keith winked at Pidge. "I wasn't. Jeff! Start the disc!"

"Aye-aye Sir!" Came Jeff's voice from across the room. The lights dimmed, and the tele-screen lit up. On the screen, a small brown haired, green eyed boy of about six, ran buck naked across an ocean beach. Everyone burst out laughing as they recognized the pilot of the Red Lion.

"Hey!" Yelled Lance indignantly. "Where the hell did you get that!"

"I have my ways Lieutenant." Keith grinned at his friend's discomfiture.

Cliff laughed hysterically as he watched little Lance frolicking in the waves. "Jolly good show Lance! I knew you were planning something special, but you've outdone yourself this time old chap."

Lance only glared. Suddenly he burst out laughing. The scene changed to show a skinny, curly haired blonde boy, about ten years old. He was flexing his nonexistent muscles, wearing nothing but black briefs.

It was Cliff's turn to glare at Keith. "I don't think I want to know how you got a hold of this." He said as the entire room burst out laughing again.

Jeff rejoined the group. He casually draped his arm around Keith. "Well Captain, looks like we got 'em."

"Looks like we did." Keith downed another drink. He was starting to feel warm and pleasantly relaxed. He looked around. "Uncle Alex. Would you mind taking a picture of us? It's been a long time since we were all together like this." He handed the Admiral a photo-emitter camera.

"Yeah, without purple hair anyway." Lance quipped.

Harrison nodded. "Get together. All right, smile." Jeff, Cliff, Sven, Lance and Keith all stood grinning. The Admiral looked through the lens and snapped off the picture. "There you go son." He said handing Keith back the camera.

"Thanks Uncle." Keith turned back to his friends. "Well, is this a party or what!"

Lance grinned and produced another bottle of Zyrillian whiskey. He generously poured glasses for his friends. "To us!" He announced.

They all raised their glasses. "To us!" They downed the drinks as one.

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Later, Lance helped Keith walk unsteadily to his room. "I can't believe I let you get me this drunk." Keith told him.

Lance chuckled. "I've heard that one before. Here we are. Think the girls have left yet?"

Keith nodded, then instantly regretted it as the hallway spun around him. "I certainly hope so." He said fervently.

"Me too." Lance punched in the codes and opened Keith's door. "Here you go Cap." They staggered into the room, trying to be quiet. They failed as they knocked over a small table. They looked at each other, both giggling drunkenly.

Allura came out of the bedroom, a robe clutched around her. "Keith is that you?"

"Well…sort of." Keith responded.

Allura turned on the light. She looked down, and burst out laughing. Keith and Lance were tangled in each other, both trying to get to their feet. She held her hand out to pull Keith up. He managed to grab it on the third try. Lance stayed on the floor, and grinned up at Keith and Allura. "Hiya Princesssss…" He slurred.

Allura laughed again, and helped Keith over to the couch. "Hello Lance. Ugh! Keith, you stink! What happened at this party?" She asked, wrinkling her nose.

Keith looked up at her, a dazed look in his brown eyes. "You know, I'm not really sure. There was whiskey…"

"And cigars!" Lance added from his place on the floor.

Keith nodded, and almost fell off the couch. "And cigars. It was great!"

"I'm sure it was." She knelt down and helped Keith take off his boots.

Keith took her hand. "I love you." He told her mushily.

"I know. Here, move over…" She shoved Keith closer to the back of the couch, before he fell off it completely.

Keith took her hand again. "Hi…Want to…you know." He winked at her.

Allura interrupted him with a laugh. "You have lofty aspirations Captain." She smiled into his blurry eyes. "Lay down." She covered him with a blanket, and stood to do the same to Lance. Lance had already fallen asleep on the floor. Allura picked up the table, and covered Lance with another blanket. Then she turned back to Keith. He too had fallen asleep. She smiled and kissed him on the forehead, then went back to her room.