Hello all! Sorry for such a late update but writers block has taken its vice-like grip and grabbed my brain.

This isn't an actual chapter, just an interlude with a funny short about Voltron because inspiration for this story has left me - but I'm not gonna stop updating it, just whenever I get inspiration for it

Thanks for understanding!

VOLTRON_

"Start training sequence!" Keith yelled to the Castle. A gladiator fell from the ceiling and drew its sword. Keith activated his bayard and got into a fighting stance. The gladiator ran at Keith, and brought its sword down. The Red Paladin blocked the swipe and pivoted on his heel, slashing at the robot. It sparked and backed up a few paces before re-assessing the Paladin. Keith ran at it, not giving the robot a chance to fight back as he stabbed at the gladiator. The robot sidestepped his blows and faked a jab by its elbow and ducked underneath Keith's extended arm. It grabbed him and tossed him across the room. He rolled to a stop, and propped himself up on his elbows.

"Damn it.." He muttered through grit teeth. He tucked some of his hair behind his ear and got up. Of course, it fell into his face again. The gladiator took this distraction to throw a punch that Keith barely ducked in time from. "Pause training sequence!" He shouted right as the sword was a few inches away from his face. "Stupid hair.." he muttered. His bayard deactivated as he stood.

"You should really consider getting that cut." Shiro said, entering the training deck. Keith just huffed and crossed his arms.

"Whatever, mom." He muttered. The older paladin chuckled and slid a hair tie off of his wrist. He motioned for the Red Paladin to turn around. Keith turned, albeit stiffly. "What are you doing?"

"Putting your hair up. You'll appreciate it, trust me." Shiro replied, expertly parting the black mullet into three parts before braiding it quickly. "Hiroku-san would always make me braid her hair since she knew I could." He explained, tying the end. "There, was that so difficult? Can't you see better now?" Keith turned and looked around. He would admit, everything was not covered in strands of hair now.

"Yeah, thanks." Keith mumbled, not looking at his older brother in the eyes. Shiro would admit, he did a damn fine job at braiding hair, especially since it had been over a year since he'd braided hair.

"Nii-san, you know you can just ask for help." Shiro reprimanded lightly. Keith didn't reply, he just shook his head slightly. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," the younger paladin muttered, "I'm fine."

"Yeah, well you don't seem fine to me. You've got that look in your eye." Shiro tried catching Keith's attention. "You're clearly upset. I'm here if you want to t-"

"How can you just be like that?!" Keith finally shouted, pulling away from the Black Paladin. "Everyone but Allura has been acting like it's fine, but it's not!"

"Woah, Keith, what's not fine?" Shiro asked, eyes widening slightly at his little brother's outburst.

"Me! I'm Galran." Keith emphasized on the 'Galra' bit. "I'm a monster! I'm one of the freaks that destroyed Allura's life, I'm one of the monsters that tortured you and took your damn arm! How can everyone just act like I'm normal, when everyone knows that I'm just as bad as those bloodthirsty, disgusting monst-"

"Don't you DARE say another word Keith." Shiro growled, grabbing his arm and standing to his full height. "You are NOT a monster. First off, you weren't even alive when the Galra destroyed Altea. Second, you weren't there when I was captured. There wasn't anything you could've done, and I'm sure as hell that you wouldn't allow ANY of that to happen." Shiro pulled his now sobbing brother into a hug. "You're not a freak, or a monster, nii-san." He mumbled into Keith's ear.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

(Authors note)

Hello lovelies, so sorry that this isn't a legitimate update, but I am alive! I've lost interest in this story, but I WILL continue to update it whenever I get back to creative writing class (after winter break)

Thanks for reading!

~ Mouse-chan