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"Please, please, pleeaasee show me!"Lance whined. Zethrid huffed and turned her head.
After Lance had the opportunity to talk to his teammates, Lance had been eager to explore the ship. Lotor was happy to show Lance around, and once Lance set eyes in the weapon room, all bets were off.
"If I let you touch any of my weapons, you will probably destroy them!" Zethrid crossed her arms.
"No I won't! I am really careful with weapons! At least show me some of your favorites!" Lance leaned towards the taller Galra and flashed his dazzling grin. "Pleeaseee Zethrid?"
Zethrid had to admit that smile was brighter than the sun, and very difficult to refuse. She groaned."Fine, but no touching!"
The weapon room was also the battle room, where the generals and Lotor would practice and hone their skills. It was a large simple room, much like the room on the Castle,however instead of bright colors, it was more suited for the galra; dark and usually purple.
"Do you guy's really like purple this much? Is it because you are purple yourselves?" Lance asked as he looked around while Zethrid chose the weapons she wanted to show off.
"Don't tempt me, I've been meaning to use this weapon on a test subject for a while." Zethrid scowled,turning around to show off a very large gun.
It had zigzag patterns along its sides that were lit up in a dark purple. "Again with the pu- Wait don't shoot!" Lance yelped, ducking as Zethrid pointed the gun at him.
"Easy, Zethrid." Lotor commented,leaning against the doorway. Lance perked up to Lotor's voice, and Lotor chuckled at this.
"Of course sir, I would never hurt him." She nodded, turning the large gun to its side for Lance to study. Lance slid his fingers along the cool metal. "It's breathtaking! What other weapons do you use?" He asked her curiously.
Zethrid seemed proud, fluffing up a bit. "Usually the largest guns I can get my hands on, but I don't mind fighting with my fists."
Lance grinned. "Wanna try it?"
Zethrid looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "Try what?"
"Fighting with our fists."
Zethrid blinked, glancing over at Lotor who said nothing. "You.. you want to fight me?"
"Sure! I haven't had the chance to duke it out in a while, I could use the practice."
Zethrid looked worried, but Lance was rearing to go. "What? Think you can beat me that easy? Come on!" Lance bounced on his heels, bringing his fists up and taunting Zethrid.
Zethrid glanced over at Lotor, and he just nodded; giving her his approval.
Zethrid turned to Lance, and bared her teeth, before lunging forward. Lance grinned, ducking as her fist shot out. He slid under her arm and reeled back to punch her gut.
However, the bulky female galra barely even flinched as his fist made contact. He glanced up and whistled."Welp, that worked out well."
Zethrid growled as she swung another fist at him, and Lance quickly dodged out of the way. Lance backed up as Zethrid rushed towards him again. Lance stayed on the defense,watching her moves and looking for an opening.
His eyes slid to Lotor's thin figure still leaning against the frame. He seemed amused, his eyes locked with Lance's as he smiled.
Zethrid took the distraction as an opportunity to attack. Lance noticed a second too late, and barely managed to dodge before getting clipped on his face. He stumbled,turning back to watch her. He flashed a grin at her. "Ohh, you almost got me!" He taunted.
Zethrid stomped forward, angry. She swung at him again, and Lance took a step towards her. He blocked her fist with his arms, before twisting and kicking behind her knees.
Zethrid buckled, and Lance took the chance to punch her in the face.
Zethrid wasn't done yet. She stopped his fist with her free hand, before twisting his arm and forcing him to turn around.
Lance let out a strangled gasp as he struggled to get out of her grasp. Zethrid stood up, pushing her large knee into the back of Lance's legs, forcing him to the continued to struggle, but was no match for the large galra.
In seconds, she had his whole body against the cold floor.
"You are weak human." She scowled. "Well I was locked up for a while, I didn't get enough food!"
"Excuses, excuses." She taunted."You are suppose to always keep your eyes on your opponent, you failed too easily."
Lance growled, and opened his mouth to say something, but Lotor walked towards them.
"That's enough Zethrid, you proved yourself." He spoke. Zethrid removed her grasp on Lance and backed away.
"Here." Lotor said softly, bending down and offering his hand to Lance. Lance smiled, taking his hand and being pulled up with ease. Lotor had Lance's body flush against his as he ran a hand along Lance's cheek.
"You are unhurt?" He asked. Lance smiled. "Of course, a few bruises aren't enough to stop me."
Lance leaned back, turning to Zethrid. "I will practice some more and definitely challenge you again!" He grinned at her.
Zethrid seemed surprised, but smiled back. "I look forward to it."
Lotor took Lance's hand and pulled him out of the room.
"That was fun." Lance smiled,humming to himself.
"You are free to practice in that room whenever you'd like." Lotor responded. Lance wrapped his free arm around Lotor's muscular arm and hugged it against his chest."Thank's!"
Lotor smiled down at him. "Are you hungry?" Lance nodded viciously, earning a loud laugh from the older man. "Right this way, my princess."
Lance blushed. "Hey! I'm not a girl."
Lotor ducked down, kissing Lance's forehead. "No.. perhaps not, but you are as beautiful as one."
Lotor released his hand and walked down the hall, leaving a flustered Lance behind to stumble after him.
The two entered the kitchen, before a communicator on Lotor's wrist went off. "One second my love, I will be right back." Lotor touched Lance's shoulders before disappearing out of the room.
Lance's shoulder felt hot from Lotor's touch, and he quickly shook it off and wandered over to see what food there was. There was the usual green goop Lance was more than use to,so he scooped himself up some and walked into an adjacent room with tables.
Lance turned to set his food down, and noticed Narti and her cat sitting in a corner.
"Hey Narti!" He called out,smiling. Narti turned towards him and nodded. Kova was sitting quietly on her shoulder, watching Lance as he came over to sit in front of her. When Lance sat down, Kova jumped off of her to go over and rub against Lance's arm.
"Hey Kova." Lance smiled, petting him under the chin. "I.. I wanted to thank you both." Lance started. Narti tilted her head, curious.
"You and Kova were the ones who saw where I was and let Lotor and the rest of the generals know right?"
Narti nodded, and Kova started purring, settling himself into Lance's lap. Lance grinned. "I appreciate it so much! Thank you."
Narti nodded again, fiddling with her hands. Lance felt at ease in the silence, it wasn't one of those awkward types. He slowly began to eat as he stroked Kova's fur.
'You really love Lotor?' A voice slipped into Lance's mind. He jumped, confused. He didn't recognize the voice, it was smooth and clear, as if someone was talking to him out loud. He looked over at Narti, and she nodded again.
"Are... are you speaking to me telepathically? " He asked.
Narti pointed at Kova. 'He helps me send my thoughts out towards those I want to hear me.'
"That's a neat little trick. Do you use it to talk to Lotor and the others?"
'I just discovered my power recently.' Narti's voice rang in his mind.
"That's really co-"
'You didn't answer my question.' Narti interrupted.
Lance blushed. "Yes.. I love him alot."
'You want his children?'
Lance jumped, nearly falling out of his chair. The disturbance made Kova hiss and jump off him.
"W-where the quiznak is that coming from?" He asked, scratching his neck.
'I can feel your emotions, your wants and needs. You love him very much, and there are times you thought it would be nice to bear his children.'
"W-well being able to be so connected to him to the point we have children, y-yeah that would be nice. But last time I checked I was a guy! I don't know about Galra people, or alien species in general but where I come from, males can't have children on their own." Lance blurted out, completely flustered.
"It's not wrong to fantasize, but I know there is a line; a line that I can never cross..."
'What if I told you there is a way?'
Lance's head shot up, he stared at Narti with his eyes wide.
"I...I could have Lotor's.. children? H-how...?"
Kova meowed, hopping back onto Lance's lap and purring.
'I know a trustworthy Druid who was cast out by Haggar, but is incredibly powerful.'
Lance gripped at his shirt, looking down. 'I.. I could be together with Lotor like that?'
Lance glanced up at Narti, who sat as still as a statue. "But.. what if he doesn't want children?"
'One part of a Galra's purpose is to breed. During half and full moons, galra's experience heats that drive them; forcing them to delve into their carnal desire to hold someone and breed. Lotor also has these desires.'
Lance gaped at her. "I... this is alot to process..."
Narti nodded. 'Take all the time you need.'
Lance agreed, absentmindedly petting Kova as he pondered. This was definitely something he should discuss with Lotor. He always wanted a family, ever since he was little. When he got into a relationship with Lotor, thoughts of having children and a family flew out the window. He knew if he were to stay with Lotor, that just wouldn't be possible.
Yet here was Narti, offering him the chance. A chance that was beyond his wildest thoughts. He couldn't imagine the pain of childbirth, even more so since he was a guy. He had no idea how any of it would work. All of this was overwhelming.
However, Lance knew his answer.
"Narti, please bring me to the Druid."
AAAAHHHH DA BABIIEESS ARE ALMOST UPON US!
So i know Narti was never able to communicate, but i know Haggar could sense her because she is so powerful, so I got to thinking, what if she gained the ability to talk into peoples minds? Just a little thing i decided to add to my story, hope you like!
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