"Let me get this straight. Basically you kidnap me when I was around one, along with my biological mother, who I had no idea about, and got away with it. You raised me until I was 5, which I clearly don't remember, taught me all of your voodoo magic shit, and yeeted me away to Earth, just so I could stay safe." Kolivan nodded. "Clearly, that didn't work because the people who I thought were my parents got kidnapped, and I am know out here in space, fighting my biological dad, who is crusty as fuck, who is supposed to be dead but isn't."

"Yes." Kolivan simply said.

"Wow. Okay. That's kinda cool if you think about it." Kolivan sighed and shook his head.

...

"What? What'd I miss?" Hunk startled himself.

"Oh, nothing important. We've just figured out a way to defeat Zarkon." Lance proudly exclaimed.

"Really? I dozed for ten minutes, and you guys figured out how to defeat the forces of evil?" Hunk questioned.

"Hey buddy, you've been asleep for three hours." I patted him on the shoulder. Hunk looked around, and then he saw the projection of Zarkon's command ships. His eyes widened.

"As long as we all stick to the plan, it should work." Allura warned.

"It will work. Perhaps, then, you'll learn that not all Galra are as bad as Zarkon." Kolivan stated. Allura looked over at Keith, eyeing him down. He looked over at me, and I gave him a small smile.

"Ulaz was right to trust you all." Antok beamed.

"He sacrificed everything to bring us together. Let's honor him by taking down Zarkon." Shiro said, as if he was proud of his horrible statement.

"Okay, that was corny as shit. Even more cornier than your dad jokes." I shook my head and looked down.

"So, what's the plan?" Hunk asked. Lance got up and ran to the middle, waving his arms around.

"The plan is amazing! First, we infect Zarkon's ship with a virus. Then, we make an extra-large wormhole and lure Zarkon inside of it, zapping him a bajillion light-years away. Then, when he pops out on the other side, all like, 'Oh, why doesn't my ship work?'" Lance mocked Zarkon's voice. "Voltron kicks his butt! Pew, pew, pew! Womp, womp, womp! Huh! Hi-yah! 'I'll form the head!' That's what you say, Shiro. Yeah, yeah. Yeah! We won for all time!"

"Wow. So, this is it." Hunk said, shocked. I'm not sure at what, the plan or Lance's horrible acting, but either way, I don't blame him.

"I guess the only question is, when do we strike?" Pidge questioned. Coran pulled up an interface and pressed a few buttons, causing the projector to show the inner workings of a teludav.

"As soon as we build a teludav big enough to wormhole Zarkon's ship." Coran explained.

"God dammit, not that shit again. Does that mean we need more of scaultrite thingies that were in Hunk's… special cookies?" I queeried.

"That's just one of the many things we'll need."

"Am I, uh... am I sensing a trip back to the space mall here?" Pidge questioned.

"I'm afraid not. This is gonna take a lot more scaultrite than we can find at any Unilu shop. For this plan to succeed, we're gonna need to split up." Coran explained. "We all have a task to do. Keith, Harita, Hunk, you'll be in charge of getting the scaultrite. If any one of us fails, the entire plan fails."

The three of us were in Yellow, heading to our destination that Coran failed to explain. All he said was to watch a video he sent us.

"Why does Allura get to take a leisurely visit to the Balmera while we have to fly into the belly of a giant space worm to get scaultrite?" Hunk asked.

"You heard Coran. Building a huge teludav isn't easy. Everyone has a job to do and this is ours." Keith explained.

"But I always get the worst jobs. Go to a Galra-occupied planet to get my lion. Go to a Galra-occupied Balmera to get a crystal. Go into the belly of a beast with the only two Galran alien team members." Hunk complained. I felt offended.

"We're not alien." Keith defended.

"Well, you're kind of an alien. You're way more alien than me. You're at least some alien. I'm none alien."

"Hunk, I am five seconds away from snapping your neck. Choose your next words wisely.

"Let's just concentrate on the job here." Keith sighed.

"Yeah. Was- Was your mom the alien? Your grandpa? How Galra are you?" Hunk questioned.

"I don't know." Keith admitted.

"Did the Blade of Marmora, like, teach you the secret handshake, or something?" Hunk pressured. I slapped the back of his helmet.

"Okay Big Man, just play the video Coran uploaded and stay on task. We need to find out how to collect this stuff." I advised. Hunk taps a button on his console, which transforms into a video screen. It glitches at first before settling onto the image of a younger-looking Coran in the Castle of Lions, cheerful music playing in the background. "This is too happy for me." I mumbled.

"'Hello, brave Altean." Coran says in the video. Hunk gasped.

"No way. Is that Coran?"

"Yes it is Muscle Man.

"So, you're about to go into the belly of a weblum to harvest scaultrite. Good for you! Scaultrite is an important substance, with thousands of commercial and industrial uses, including fabrication foam, insect night vision goggles, teludav—" The video started glitching.

"Uh..."

"—anti-fungal klanmüirl lotion and other such lubricants." Coran continued.

"What's wrong with the video?" Keith asked.

"It's ten thousand years old. It's probably corroded." I suggested as Hunk tapped a few buttons on his console. Soon, the glitchy-ness fades.

"I could go on for days. But you've got a weblum to enter and some scaultrite to collect. Oh, look! There's a weblum now. Hello, big fella!" A cartoon Weblum entered the frame.

"Hey, Coran! I'm off to eat some planets. There's one now! Nyum, nyum, nyum, nyum, nyum!" The cartoon Weblum said. I raised my eyebrow

"We'll see you soon!" Coran waved as the Weblum left. "As you probably remember from school, the weblum is an enormous creature and an integral part of keeping our universe functioning. It survives off of the— *STATIC* —left over from dead planets. It then reconverts the quintessence remnants by— *STATIC* —becoming the building blocks of new solar systems. Incredible, isn't it?- *STATIC*- Of course, these are no gentle giants. They're actually giants that are quite deadly, which leads to- *STATIC* -It's an important one, so listen closely. Stay away from its— *STATIC -You got that?"

"No. No, I didn't." Hunk mumbled.

"It's like a rhyme. Say it with me- *STATIC* - away from its- *STATIC* -"

"Oh, come on! It had to be staticy at the important parts!" I exclaimed.

"Other things to remember include avoiding the poisonous- *STATIC* -eye sockets- *STATIC* -could lead to certain death!"

"Whoa. What are those?" Hunk pointed outside. There was a debri field, and it was pretty chaotic.

"They look like... dead planets." Keith observed.

"That's strange. The charts I'm looking at show these planets should still be thriving. Wow. What do you think happened to them? Asteroid strike?" Hunk suggested.

"Something tells me they died an unnatural death." Keith presummed. A large creature floats right near us.

"Look!"

"I'm going to assume that that is the unnatural death." I mumbled.

"Guess that ancient Altean Weblum Tracker put us right on the money." Keith said, surprised.

"We gotta get out of here! We haven't watched the entire video yet! We don't know what to do!" Hunk panicked.

"We're not leaving. You fly, keep our distance. We'll skim through the video." Keith fast-forwarded the video while Hunk flew right in front of the Weblum's face.

"So, you've identified a weblum. Great! Now, remember rule number one. Stay away from its face." Coran warned. I looked up and saw that we broke the first rule. What can I say, I am a rule breaker.

"Wait, that's rule number one? We broke rule number one!" Hunk started to panic, for the millionth time today. Suddenly, the weblum opens its mouth and begins sucking objects in, kinda like a black hole. "Oh, no! What's it doing?"

"Get us out of the way, now!" Keith yelled. The weblum fires a large beam of energy, which Yellow manages to dodge. The beam begins to follow us, as we were trying to stay out of its range of fire.

"The weblum's natural defense- *STATIC* -venomous laser, deadly acid- *STATIC* -total annihilation- *STATIC* -death monster- *STATIC* -to find its blind spot on the back of its neck, just below the gills." The video said.

"That's your way inside! If I can't see ya, I can't kill ya!" The cartoon Weblum added. Suddenly, Yellow beeps rapidly. Hunk grunts, pulling the control levers and changing the course to head to the back of the weblum's neck. Yellow descends to land, but begins to bounce back and forth between the spikes on the weblum's back. I try to stabilize myself, which I almost didn't. We crash into one of the spikes and hit the Weblum hard. We start to skid, but luckily, Hunk uses Yellow's claws and armor to secure our position on the weblum's back.

"We're attached to its back, in its blind spot." Hunk said.

"Good. We're going in." Keith ordered.

"Wait, what do we do when we're inside the beast?" Hunk asked.

"A quick recap of what to do when you're inside the beast. One, avoid things that want to kill you. Two, get to the third stomach and find the scaultrite gland. Three, activate the weblum's defense mechanisms and collect the excess material from the gland. That's the scaultrite!" Coran explained.

"Seems simple enough." I replied.

"Seems under-explained." Hunk mumbles

"Come on." Kieth says, as we follow him out.

We descend safely inside the weblum, using our jetpacks. I look over to Hunk, seeing his face is sweating and looks like he is disgusted.

"Uh, yuck! What am I standing on? A mucus pocket? I do not like mucus! And is that steaming stomach acid? Lookit, right over there. Oh, man, I really hope I don't see any blood." Hunk panics.

"Hunk! Knock it off. You're freaking yourself out." Keith whisper-yelled.

"No, standing inches away from a pus-bubble is freaking me out." Hunk stomps on said pus-bubble.

"I'm not sure which is worse, how Keith's acne looked when he was younger (I'M NOT ACNE SHAMING! ALL FACES ARE BEAUTIFUL!) or this."

"I feel so offended that you are comparing my beautiful face to this." Keith swoops his face under his helmet, flexing his face. I gagged. "Okay, we need to find a way around the stomach acid."

"What's that?" Hunk asked, as I looked up and saw strange creatures entering the stomach through various holes.

"Maybe they're bacteria?" I suggested. Two of the creatures land on Hunk's helmet, as another lands on his hand.

"Wait, wait, wait. They seem friendly. They seem friendly. Maybe they're good bacteria. They like me. They're tickling me. Wait, that's not tickling! That's hot acid!" Hunk screamed, throwing the creatures off of him. "They want to kill us! They want to kill us!" I summoned my bayard, turning it into the bo-javelin, aka the bo-staff with a spear at the end. "I think they're part of the creature's digestive system! They're trying to break down the food and we're the food!" I stabbed a few of the creatures, shredding them to pieces.

"I can't see anything!" Hunk complained. I turned to look at him and saw that the creatures' residue was splattered all over Hunk's visor. He then fell backward, hitting a wall that sucked him through.

"Hunk!" Keith and I yelled.

"I'm here, surrounded by blood. I hate blood!" Hunk said through the coms.

"You've gotta find a way out of the circulatory system." Keith ordered. I kept on stabbing the creatures, backing up slowly until I hit a body, Keith's, and was near the ledge.

"Hunk! We're outnumbered here! Meet us in the third stomach!" I yelled. I transformed my bo-javelin back into its original shape and pocketed it away, Keith doing the same. We then looked at each other, and jumped off the ledge. As we were flying down, Keith grabbed me into a hug, wrapping his arms around me as we fell into the weird liquid. Suddenly, my suit starts buzzing.

"We gotta get out of this acid." I warned. I use my jetpack, along with Keith, and we fly out of the acid, onto 'dry land'. I turn around and saw another person stuck in a pod. They had a blue and black suit on.

"What the— impossible." Keith mumbles. Before I could stop Keith, he went over and helped the person out. As he pulls her out, I notice something on their shoulder, It was a Galra symbol.

"Keith their Galra!" I yelled. The Galra reached down to grab their gun, but Keith got his bayard first and pointed it at their forehead, in between their eyes. Out of nowhere, the bacteria creatures begin to emerge from the walls again, beginning to form one large group.

"Not those things again." I muttered. The Galra opens a console, typing out a sequence.

"What are you doing?" Keith asked. The pod begins to flash red as an alarm blares.

"You're turning this ship into a bomb." I questioned. The group of creatures suddenly splits off into a smaller channel that heads straight for us. We use our jets to propel ourselves away as the creatures surround the pod. The pod explodes, and Keith summons his shield to protect us from the oncoming debris. We fall through the walls of the weblum into a new area.

...

I groan from the fall and start to push myself up. I turn around and see the stranger running towards me, tackling me to the ground. I tried to reach for my bayard, but it wasn't where it was supposed to be, so I tried tackling her off of me. I really didn't know where Keith was, but all I knew is that he wasn't helping. I grab her and we roll off, killing a few of the bacteria creatures. The Galran got up and drew her gun, shooting it. But it wasn't at me, it was at the tons of bacteria behind me.

"I guess you can keep your weapon." I mumbled.

"Here Harita, catch!" I hear Keith yell from somewhere. I reached my arm up and found my bayard back into my hands. I turned it into my bo-javelin and stabbed some more of the bacteria behind me.

"Glad you could join us." I yelled. In a split second, one of the walls of the weblum spits Hunk out into an open area, and he uses his jetpack to control his momentum.

"Oh, my gosh, I found it! Oh, my gosh, don't throw up. Don't throw—" Hunk turns to throw up. "Keith! Harita! You made it! We all made it! Who is this?"

"Someone we found. They don't talk much. Also, they're Galra."

"What, do you guys all know each other?" Hunk chuckled. I stabbed Hunk with the back of my bo-javelin to make him shut up. "Are you sure we should be rescuing a Galra soldier right now?"

"I mean, we are the Paladins of Voltron. We can't just leave people to die even if they are Galra. Now, come on. Let's get what we came for and get out. I don't want to die in this hideous stomach."

"Okay, well, that— that might be a problem, too. The scaultrite gland somehow secretes mucus, or saliva, or something gross, which becomes crystallized. The only problem is, I think that we have to trigger the weblum's defense mechanism." Hunk explained. There was a distant rumbling. More bacteria creatures begin to invade from the walls. I groaned.

"Not again."

The rumbling becomes louder as the creatures quickly collect in one large group. Groups of the creatures begin attacking, but we dodge and attack. I manage to stab through a large group, cutting them off from the center.

"They're everywhere! Oh, whoa!" Hunk screams. Areas of the walls begin to open, pulling out air and the bacteria creatures. We all yell as we start getting pulled in as well, but we manage to catch ourselves..

"I think this thing is getting rid of the excess gas produced from its multiple stomachs." Hunk guesses.

"What?" I asked.

"It's farting!" Hunk laughs.

"What do we gotta do to get that scaultrite gland to goop?" Keith grunt.

"Uh, oh. Uh... wait a second, wait a second, wait a second. 'Stay away from its face.' The blue laser. Ah! I know what to do!" Hunk flies away from us, towards the central mass of bacteria creatures.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled.

"If we want that third stomach gland to secrete the ooze, I need to get farted out of the weblum's butt and attack the face, getting it to fire its laser puke. For the sake of the universe, I'll provoke the beast! You three stay here and get that scaultrite!" Hunk says, flying away.

"Hurry! I don't know how long we can hold these things off." Keith warns. The creatures begin their attack again, and I start my fighting again.

"I'm out! Heading to my lion now." Hunk announces.

Out of nowhere, the bacteria creatures, and I struggle to fight them off. I look over to the Galran and Keith and see them also struggling, due to the swarm of the stupid bacteria creatures.

"Hunk, whatever you're gonna do, do it now!" Keith stumbles through his words as he is trying no to die,

"Roger that. Provoking giant space worm now." Hunk says. I gasp. The bacteria creatures suddenly retreat, and spots inside the scaultrite gland begin to glow.

"It's working! I think it's about to get hot in here." I say, seeing how there is a laser starting to form. Keith, the Galra, and I move the side. Keith activates the shield, covering us from the laser when it fires. The laser fires, and just in a second, it stops. Keith removes the shield, and we grab the scaultrite.

"Tell me you got the scaultrite." Hunk prays.

"Grabbing it now, Big Man." I reassure. I fill my bags with scaultrite, along with Keith. Once I finish, I turn around to see that the Galran disappeared. I looked over to Keith, who also finished, and I nodded to him.

"I'm coming out." Keith tells Hunk over the coms.

"On my way."

...

"Where's your buddy?" Hunk asked, once we arrived into the cockpit of Yellow.

"They're long gone by now, and they got a bag of scaultrite." Keith responds.

"What? Should we go after them?" Hunk asked, confused.

"No. Whatever the Galra are planning won't matter after we defeat Zarkon." I say, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Copy that."

"By the way, Hunk, you really came through in the clutch back there. Without you, the mission would have been a failure." Keith finished his Ted-Talk.

"Aw, thanks, Galra Keith. You're all right. I think turning Galra has made you a better human." Hunk coes. I nodded.

"I agree."

"I didn't just turn Galra!" Keith yelled.


So I have this plant, named Mulligan (yes from Hamilton) and he is currently dying. I'm not sure if it's from the cold or the lack of water I'm giving, but either way, please send prayers. I can't have another plant die after Peggy, my succulent. She only lived for a month. *Sobs*

Toodles,

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