Shiro is too young for this shit.

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It is a common thing between the paladins to hear and see Lance flirting with every living being he meets and deemed pretty. It is not, however, a common thing to see another living being flirting with him to the point of making him uncomfortable.

Sipping on her water pouch, Pidge watched the scene unfolding in front of her in fascination.

Keith wondered to her side after having enough sightseeing and browsing at the weapons displayed at the stalls. "Is... is Lance being hit on?" Keith asked behind her, confusion seeping through his voice.

"Yup," Pidge answered.

"And... he's uncomfortable with that?"

"Yup."

Keith looked at the scene in front of them in amazement. "Wow."

"Yup."

"Oh hey guys! There you are! Shiro's been looking for you everywhere and-" Hunk stopped mid-sentence when he caught sight of his best friend. "Uh... is Lance... is he...?"

"Yup," Pidge answered again.

Meanwhile, as the others watched him struggle to keep a smiling face, Lance was mentally restraining himself from assaulting the alien flirting with him.

"Holy quiznak what is this thing?!" Lance screamed in his mind.

'It is a species known as the Luxorian. A humanoid lizard known to be easily attracted to other species.' Blue supplied an answer to him.

"Is that why it's flirting with me?! Why is it flirting with me?!"

'It seems this female Luxorian is attracted to you, my paladin.' Blue purred.

"-and since you are a paladin of Voltron, I'm sure our offspring will be strong and wonderful." the female Luxorian smiled sweetly at him.

"It wants to have babies with me!!!!" Lance screeched in his mind in panic.

'They are also known as a species that will procreate with another species in order to give birth strong offsprings.' Blue added.

"Not helping, Blue!"

"So? What do you say? Want to go out with me? Or are we going to just do the seeding straight away?" the Luxorian asked with a flirty wink.

"Somebody help me!!!!!"

"I'm sorry but he's underaged and should not be having any child at the moment," a voice interrupted.

Lance immediately turned around to see Shiro standing with his arms crossed, gaze firm and narrow towards the alien. The other paladins flanked on both sides, acting as backups. Not that Shiro needs it.

"Dad!" Lance exclaimed in relief as he made his way towards him, only to be stopped by the Luxorian gripping his arm tightly. "Where are you going? You are my potential mate and I do not like sharing," it said with a growl.

Caught off guard by the sudden strength, Lance wasn't able to hold back a sharp gasp of pain when the Luxorian's sharp claws dug into his arm.

Pidge and Keith instantly shifted into a ready stance, eyes now looking at the alien with hostility. Hunk's shy smile had turned into a frown, his hands clenched into a fist as he watched Lance's pained face with worry.

Taking a step forward, Shiro pried the Luxorian's hand from Lance and pushed the Blue Paladin behind him, putting himself between the alien and the paladins as they checked to see the injury on Lance.

"I am warning you. Come near me and my kids, and I promise you it will be the last time you will see your hands again," Shiro threatened lowly, his Galra arm flickered and hummed to life as he did so.

The Luxorian took one look at Shiro's Galra arm and paled. It slowly backed away from Shiro, eyes searching for any other threat, before running away from the group.

Once he was sure the Luxorian is far away from them, Shiro took a breath and willed his Galra arm to stop glowing. Turning his attention back towards the paladins, Shiro was glad to see Lance not seriously hurt. "Why can't any of you stay out of trouble once in awhile?" He mused as he approached them.

"We're officially your kids, Shiro. It's our job to get into trouble and be a pain in the ass." Lance answered with a grin. The grin soon disappeared as he hissed in pain when Pidge dabbed a few drops of alcohol on the wound.

"Sorry," Pidge muttered as she wrapped the wound with a piece of handkerchief she brought along. "There, all done! Who's the best medic now?"

"You are, oh mighty Pidge!" Lance bowed down dramatically. "I would be a goner had it not been for you!"

Pidge tilted her chin in triumph. "Damn straight you will."

"Alright, alright. Enough with the theatrics. Let's just go back to the castle and give this stuff to Coran." Shiro intervened before it became even worse.

Both Pidge and Lance giggled before hurrying over to pick up the stuff they bought at the market. Lance was about to grab another bag of food with his injured arm when Keith quickly snatched it away from him. "Nope. Injured. Don't push yourself." Keith said as he lifted it with ease.

"Being chivalric today eh, Mullet?" Lance teased as they followed the rest back towards the castle.

Keith just rolled his eyes. "Shut up, Lance."

"Keith is right. Once we get to the castle, let Coran see your injury and after that, go straight to bed." Shiro ordered.

"Aye aye, Captain!" Lance mock saluted at him. "But really though, you didn't have to do all that threatening stuff. I could have handled just fine."

Both Keith and Pidge snorted at that. Lance gave them a glare.

Shiro chuckled and lightly ruffled the teen's hair. "I know. But when I heard that alien-"

"Luxorian. That alien's a Luxorian. Blue told me."

"Right. When that Luxorian said about having an offspring with you, I just can't stand around and not intervene."

"And why can't you? I mean, wouldn't it be cool to have a child? You get to be grandpa Shiro!"

Shiro stared at Lance with a deadpanned look. "And that's exactly why I intervened. I'm far too young to be a grandpa."

Lance just shrugged. "Your loss," he said nonchalantly. "But thank you." he thanked Shiro with a smile.

Shiro just ruffled his hair once again. "Anytime, kiddo."

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This chapter is dedicated to Melancholy's Sunshine. Your comment had just given me the idea to write this. Thank you very much!