Hola, it's me again with the shortest chapters this side of noncompetitive writing! Reminder that no characters belong to me unless you've never heard of them :)

At breakfast the table started glitching out. It started with the sound of static which almost immediately escalated into a strobe of colour and sound. It stopped after 20 ticks (carefully counted by Hunk) showing the inside of a lion then the table went blank again.

"WHAT THE-"

"JESUS QUIZNAK WHAT-"

"THE LITERAL SHIT-"

"HOW LONG HAS IT-"

"CORAN?"

As only one person in the castle knew the table could be used as an interactive surface at all, the rest of the table had weapons drawn in around half a tic. Allura's screech caused them to be glancing semi-suspiciously at the previously innocent dining table and also trying to stare at Coran.

The alien in question twirled his moustache, produced a handheld device out of nowhere and began scanning the table, "This table's been broken longer than I can remember!" His grin slowly turned contemplative and he leapt onto the table ignorant of their bemused expressions. He hopped lightly off the other side and tapped the table gently.

It sparked in his face with a sound like feedback. More weapons appeared out of thin air.

Coran eyed the table thoughtfully, "Maybe I should get Slav to take a looksie, this is probably just a sign we need more repairs"

For second Coran's expression seemed to droop but it was gone in a blink, "In fact I'll fetch him right away" the Altean winked conspiratorially, "Might as well give him something to do other than worry his blankets" And he strode off calling his name.

The was a moment of pause where the paladins and Allura sheepishly put their weapons away to sit at the malfunctioning table. It took them another moment to realise that Matt was still staring directly at the table in a battle ready stance.

"Matt"

"Did Coran seem kinda, weird, to you just then?" He'd turned his head to face the door.

He flinched when Lance laughed and whipped around to face him, "Aw bro, that's just Coran! He's a weird kinda guy!"

Matt couldn't help but still think something was off.

"...Sure. Guess I'm just hungry." But he smiled anyway and sat.

He ignored the concerned eyes of his sister as Hunk started extolling the virtues of the new root plant he'd been cooking with that 'totally tastes like plantain' and started scooping food too into his mouth.

Whatever he thought had happened in the corridor earlier probably had nothing to do with this new technological glitch apart from the Castle as their place of origin.

'Self delusion doesn't suit you'

He shivered.

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