Season Two, Episode Twelve: Best Laid Plans.

I am...so sorry. I am the worst. It's winter break now, so for the next week or so I'm going to try and catch up on updates and then go back to a regular update schedule again, seeing as finals are now officially over.

I don't own Voltron.

"Commander Thace," the Druid growled. "You have sent encrypted messages to outside forces. Of this, we are keenly aware."

The other Druid scowled. "Encryptions can be broken. Just. Like. You."

They hesitated, only to let out a low snort and then burst into laughter. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," they wheezed, waving a hand at Alfor and flipping off the laughing Thace. "It's just so clichéd."

"All right guys, listen up!" Shiro ordered, hands on his hips. "I'll use the black lion to lure Zarkon's fleet to our current location and make sure he's in the teludav's area of effect. Keeping the telelelluluv….nope."

"And then he'll be a sitting du-flax," Pidge declared, eyes glinting. Seeing everyone's looks, she spread her hands in defense. "What? A du-flax is an Altean creature with a beak and webbed feet."

"So it's a platypus."

"They have bills, Lance. Not beaks."

"Same difference."

Behind the Scenes

"Zee, what are we doing for-holy shit, you look terrible, what's wrong with you?" Aggie yelped.

Zee downed his cup of coffee in one go, bags under his eyes prevalent. "I've gotta look dead on my feet for our next scene. So I haven't slept in 39 hours to prepare."

Aggie stared at him for a long moment. "So what you're saying is…you're sleep deprived. And your reflexes are probably slow."

"Fuck yeah they are."

"Number one," Aggie said putting one fist on her hip. "Stop taking method acting to new levels. And number two, you took the last of my favorite donuts."

With that, she leaned over, plucked the strawberry frosted, sprinkled donut from Zee's hand, and bolted, screaming over her shoulder, "GET SOME SLEEP, FUCKER!"

Zee just sighed and refilled his coffee cup.

Keith frowned, moving his eyes away from Allura. "Is there something I can help you with?" he asked softly.

Allura pursed her lips, fists clenching at her sides. "I…I just wanted to say…the Galra…they've done some terrible things. Destroyed entire civilizations. They took my family….but in time, I've grown to consider you and the paladins my family. So when I learned you were Galra, I didn't know what to think. I wanted to hate you."

Keith swallowed, eyes stinging. "Allura, I-"

"But it's not you…it's me. My anger has blinded me for so long."

She surged forwards, curling Keith into a hug and accidentally slamming her forearm into his neck. He gasped, doubling back and bending at the waist, wheezing for breath. Allura's hands flew to her mouth. "Oh my goodness, are you all right?"

Keith held up a finger, free hand clinging to his knee. "Peachy," he choked out.

"This is getting hairy," Lance growled. He frowned, lifting his eyes. "How you doing, Keith?"

Keith grunted. "The Galra switched the codes. We're trying a work around."

"We?" Lance asked, surprised. "Who's we?"

Thace flung an arm dramatically around Keith's shoulders, nearly dragging the other man to the ground as he leaned backwards. "Me! Thace! Keith's soulmate!"

"Thace, you're married."

"I forsake her!"

Alfor sighed. "What is wrong with you people?"

"It was an honor to meet you," Keith said sincerely.

Thace gave him a grim smile. "Go. Now!"

Keith leapt off the landing and landed flat on his butt four feet below on the safety mat, glancing back up at Thace. Thace peered down at him, a gleeful look on his face. "Remember…who you are…" he said, voice low.

Behind the Scenes

"So…this is your official last day then?" Keith asked, watching as Thace picked up his dressing room.

Thace shrugged, shouldering his bag and swiping at a bit of purple makeup on his skin. "As of right now. I mean, I am dead. I'm not sure that they can have me back," he chuckled. "Not that I'd be opposed, of course."

He glanced up at Keith, lifting an eyebrow. "And you? Something on your mind?"

Keith shifted a little, rubbing his arm. "Um…yeah, actually. If you have a second, I'd like to talk to you. Lobby? Everyone's doors are open."

Thace softened. "Yeah, absolutely. One sec."

He gathered up the rest of his things and followed Keith out the door, their steps soft as they walked through the halls towards the main lobby of the building. "So," Thace mused as they drew closer. "What's on your-?"

"SURPRISE!"

Thace jolted, eyes widening as he took in the cast and crew gathered together, balloons and snacks and decorations everywhere. He looked between them and Keith for a long moment before he shook his head, a soft smile crossing his face and a sparkle in his eyes. "You're the worst," he declared.

Keith grinned. "Nah."

"You guys didn't have to do all this for me," Thace protested as the main cast crossed over.

"Dude," Pidge chuckled. "You died."

"Touché."

I'm going to be posting that story that I was working on for NaNoWriMo probably by Christmas. Just as a brief synapsis, it's a Criminal Voltron AU, but more of a Robin Hood esque criminal au. Slowburn Klance, shallura, hunay, the works. I'm...kinda really excited for it? And I'll let y'all know when I post it.

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