"Hey Iverson!…Mmm? Me?! Nooooo…but i think you should come to my house…alone…yeah. No,,,,nononono, sorry, i'm sorry, i won't mouth off ever again, but seriously, alone would be best….I'll explain everything in person…because you tapped my phone, why else would you be calling me before i had the chance to call you? I'm not mouthing off, i'm asking a fair question…no, i'm not…i'm…fine, do you like pancakes or waffles-"

Lance let the phone fall to the cushion he was sitting on as he took another bite of dinner. Keith picked at his plate.

"Iverson will be here in the morning," he said and Keith shook his head. He was still trying to get his head around the fact that they were back on earth. He had gauze strapped to his side, and another gauze to the back of his head. He'd been so focused on Hunk and what needed to be done, he'd forgotten to look for injuries on himself. Along with a massive head wound, Hunk also had a broken leg.

when the doctor arrived he was almost beside himself. Lance told him they'd been in a car crash and Keith just agreed.

"Were you drunk?" Rand asked shining a light in hunks eyes, "who was driving?"

"Hunk was driving," Keith said slowly looking over at Lance who was miming the answers behind the doc, "and no, we weren't drunk. We'd been awake for a long time and…fell asleep at the wheel…"

What a stupid reason! Keith would never do something like that! Except that he had twice while flying red, but that was different!

"I see, and you are covering for them?" the doc turned a suspicious eye to Lance who put on an innocent face.

"What's there to cover? They'll get their license revoked and pay a fine, but i saw no need to alert the garrison that there were students to expel…ya know? I mean, this is their first offence and all. I've already called their parents so they know that they're ok."

"Where are their parents?"

"They're over seas," Lance sighed, "i barely got a hold of them. Both their families are super small and their parents should be home in a few days."

"Does your mother know you're doing this?"

"Of course," Lance laughed, "do i look crazy?"

the lies came out so smoothly that Keith actually shivered. He'd never seen him lie with so much confidence before. Or maybe he had, but he'd been the one lied to... It was creepy.

"Well," Rand stood and sighed, looking between Ketih and hunk, "I want this one to come in so i can reset his leg and get a better look at his head. As for you, "he added looking at Keith, "You are one lucky brat. Any more blood loss and you would have been in real danger. I want you in bed rest until i come back. Move as little as possible and eat lots of iron and vitamin rich foods. You both lucked out that nothing was infected."

"thanks doc," Lance grinned.

"I want to see your sister while i'm here, "he said, "will you come with me?"

"Yes sir," Lance sighed and followed the doctor up the stairs.

Keith stood and crept to the stair well to listen.

"I don't know what's going on, but this is unacceptable," Rand hissed.

"Please, doc, just trust me on this," Lance pleaded, "Its not that big of a deal-"

"don't give me that! Little ten year old you said the same stupid thing and I will NOT stand by while there might be more-"

"Its not like that, Doc!" Lance lowered his voice again, "its not like that at all. Its garrison business and top secret, ok? that's why i'm not telling you everything. I'm going to take Hunk to the Garrison doctors tomorrow, i just needed you to come and make sure they weren't going to die on me over night."

"…alright," Rand huffed, "you swear on blood-honesty that this is the truth this time?"

"On every red blood cell," Lance confirmed.

"Right, now lets check on Victoria."

a door opened and Keith heard a female voice answer.

"If you're going to eavesdrop, i could show you a better way to do it," Mary said making Keiths heart almost stop. She stood right behind him with black hair and green. Marco also stood there with a very Lance like smirk.

"Sorry," Keith said, feeling the heat rise in his face.

"why?" she asked, "curiosity is normal. But they wont be up there long so you might want to sit back down. Between Lance and Doc Rand you wont survive."

"What do you mean," Keith asked making his way back to the couch.

"They'll both have a fit and threaten to tie you to the bed," Marco said, "I once tried to go to the beach when i had the flu and Lance locked me in my room."

"Oh…" he couldn't decided if that fit with his image of Lance or not. It did…but then again, it didn't.

"You should lie down and get some sleep," Mary said handing him a blanket, "you really look like a dead fish."

"Dead fish with a bad haircut," Marco said, his smirk getting wider, "seriously, you sure you're not from the past?"

"Stuff it Marco," Mary snapped, "or i'll shave you bald before your band concert next month."

"Harpie," Marco sneered but squealed and ran away when she took a step toward him. With a smirk of her own she turned back to Keith.

"Lance must really like you guys, so you better take better care of your selves, cause if we have to comfort him cause you guys died, i'll raise you all from the dead to kill you all myself. Now, go to sleep or i put you to sleep."

()

When Lance came back down stairs Mary was reading a book in the arm chair and Keith was fast asleep on the small couch. he walked over and leaned over the couch just to make sure he was still breathing.

"He fell asleep about five minutes ago," Mary said snapping her book shut, "i didn't drug him."

"Just checking," Lance grinned at her, "thank you for being nice."

She shrugged, "I don't care either way."

"I'll be leaving then," Rand said nodding to Lance, "I'll have my ringer on, so if anything happens give me a call."

"Thanks a lot Doc," Lance waved as he left then turned back to Mary, "time for bed."

"Its saturday."

"yeah, and its one in the morning, so scoot."

"You're going to stay up with your friends."

"I'm going to sleep down here and you're in my seat."

"I wanna stay down here too."

"Go to bed, Mary, please?"

"No."

"I'll take you to the book store later this week."

"…fine," she got up and headed to bed.

()

Keith woke up when the sun hit his face. but he didn't open his eyes. He was so tired he hoped to drift back to sleep. then the sun left his face and he sensed someone hovering over him.

Squinting, he scowled, "get out of my face, Lance. You're freaking me out. I'm not dead."

"Well that's good."

Keith froze. When did Lance sound like a girl? After blinking a few times, he realized Lance looked like a girl.

"I'm Victoria, not Lance," She said, "I was born first, and Lance was born thirteen minutes later."

"…twins?"

"Yup."

She grinned and it really was as if Lance had put on a wig and make up. She may have had a bit of a smaller face, but not much of one.

"He never said he was a twin."

"I know," She flopped down on the arm chair and kicked her slippered feet up on the coffee table.

"Where is he?" Keith asked looking around. Now that he was fully awake, he sat up and rubbed his face.

"Outside watering moms garden," her grin turned snide, "he doesn't know i'm talking to you."

"Issss that a problem?"

"I just think its fun doing stuff behind peoples back, don't you?"

"…no…not really."

"Mmm, boring," she sighed and looked out the window, "he should be back in a minute. I can make you breakfast!"

"no, no thank you, i'm not-"

but she was already up and heading to the kitchen. She whistled and hummed as pots and pans banged together. Keith stood up as Mary came down stairs. She glared at Keith and the boy slowly sat back down.

"Lance, i want blueberries in mine," Mary called into the kitchen, but Victoria answered.

"I'm making chocolate chip!"

"NO!" Mary went from almost Gothic apathy to stark panic. She leaped over the coffee table like a pro and raced into the kitchen.

"Drop the pan Vik!"

"Its fine, Mary, I'll make breakfast!"

"No, you wont! those guys are sick enough as it is without you finishing the job!"

"Rude! I don't remember raising such a disrespectful brat."

"Stop saying you raised me, that's so stupid- AND STOP ADDING SALT TO THE INSTANT BATTER!"

"Oops," came the light hearted reply, "i thought it was the sugar!"

"You don't add that either! Its instant! you add water or milk and that's it!"

Vik let out a loud laugh. Mary continued to yell and vik continued to laugh and make jokes when Lance came inside.

The first thing Lance noticed was Keith bent double on the couch, shaking. Worried he moved forward and was about to ask what was wrong when he noticed he was laughing.

"Why are you adding Dr. Pepper to the batter?!" Came Mary's hysterics.

"You added it to the cake batter last week," vik said casually.

"That's because it was soda cake! Pancakes are not cake!"

"Then why does it have cake in the title?!"

"Oh boy," Lance sighed and chuckled himself. Keith looked up with watery eyes.

"…i think i know why…" then he simply bent over and let it all out. Laughing non stop. Lance sighed and shrugged.

"You think, huh? you feeling any better today?"

"I hurt like i've been run over, but…" he couldn't stop laughing, "Why didn't you say you had a twin! You guys are the same person its so funny!"

"Thanks," Lance rolled his eyes and stood back up, "Vik! When I come in you better not have anything in your hands!"

"Awwww, but I wanted to make breakfast for your friends!"

"How about i let you help me make desert later on today?"

"Later?"

"I need to get Hunk to the hospital, so i'll be gone today, but-"

"NO!"

"Vik-"

The sister stormed out of the kitchen and hovered over Hunks still frame. Her face was furious as she reached down and began to shake him.

"Wake up! You're fine!"

"VIK!" Lance was there in seconds, much faster than Keith had time to react. He grabbed her waist and pulled her back. She let her self be pulled, but she still glared at Hunk.

"He'll be fine!"

"Vik, He is hurt," Lance said turning her around and making sure they were face to face, "He will not be fine unless i can get him some help. Please Vik? Please stay calm?"

"…bring me back a lollipop?"

"A green one," Lance nodded and vik smiled again as if her temper tantrum hadn't just happened.

Keith took back what he'd originally thought. This chick and Lance were very different. then Victoria turned her gaze on Keith and she narrowed her eyes at him.

"If anything happens to my Lancelot, i'll kill every-"

"And now is the time for you to go back upstairs," Lance said hurriedly, but Keith snorted again.

"Lancelo-"

"ONLY I CAN CALL HIM THAT!" Her face changing again, "YOU SHUT UP!"

"Vik, if you don't go back up stairs right now, you don't get a story tonight OR a lollipop!" Lance snapped. Victorias eyes widened as she visibly shrunk.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled.

"Thank you," Lance said and kissed her head, "Mary will bring you breakfast."

"…and medicine…"

"Yes, and your medicine."

"Will you come back soon?"

"of course and then we can go for a walk."

"ok," she slowly climbed the stairs and Lance didn't move until he heard the door shut. When he did it was to go give Mary the Garrisons hospital number.

Keith kept his head down, and he was no longer laughing.