When Shiro accidentally makes a joke, it usually ends up with one or more paladins dying.

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The door to the common room slide open to let in four exhausted paladins into its cold comfort, making all of them sigh in relief. Immediately, they dragged themselves towards the sofa and collapsed on it, eyes slowly closing to welcome the sweet bliss of unconsciousness.

A few ticks later, the door opened again and Shiro walked in with a tablet in his hand, his face showing deep concentration on what's in the tab as he made his way towards the sofa to settle in.

"It seems we need to do more group training. We need to fix our teamwork so it could be a lot better in battle," Shiro announced to them while tapping the tab.

Everyone present groaned, even Keith.

"Oh yeah? Well, I'm beat." Lance, who was the nearest with Shiro, answered flatly.

"And I'm dead serious," Shiro countered without looking up from the tab, still reading the reports.

When he didn't hear anything, he curiously glanced up to his team, only to see them gaping like a fish at him. "Guys? What's wrong?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

Lance looked at Pidge who was sitting on the floor beside him, mouth still hanging. "D-did Shiro just... did he just... he made..." Lance gestured helplessly at Shiro while still staring wide-eyed at Pidge.

Pidge just nod in confirmation, still in shock, earning a strangled sound from Lance. The paladin then buried his face into his hands.

"Oh my god... I can't... I never thought..." Lance stuttered behind his hands, his shoulders starting to shake.

By now, Shiro is really worried. "Uh, Lance? What-"

"Shiro just made a Dad joke!!!" Keith, surprisingly, was the one who shouted out those words, causing all of the paladins except Shiro to dissolve into fits of giggles.

"I... what?" Shiro blinked in confusion.

When Lance and Pidge started to choke on their own spit from too much laughter, Shiro instantly dropped the tablet and kneeled between them, rubbing their backs as they try to regain their breath. "You guys okay?" he frowned in worry.

Both paladins shakily held a thumbs up, body still shaking from residual giggles.

Sighing, Shiro looked up to the ceiling, as if praying to the gods up above. "And the universe is depending on us," he sighed as he continued rubbing the still coughing Pidge and Lance, glancing worriedly at Hunk and Keith who looked like they might pass out from too much laughter. Shiro just sighed again, wondering how his life had become like this.

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I never said I was a good joker. LOL.