A/N: hey guys it's me and I think I have a schedule for this story. I'm aware I'm way ahead of this story (I have the next chapter done already), but for now, I'm only posting a chapter once a week. It is highly possible that I will post a new chapter twice a week, but for now I'm doing once a week. If I do twice a week, it'll likely be on a Thursday or maybe Friday. I don't know yet. So I will post every Monday unless something comes up. Anyway, since I don't have any reviewers to respond to, lets get to the story!

I own nothing of Voltron Legendary Defender.

Shiro walked in to see Lance and Hunk in the middle of an argument.

"Don't you have some supplies in the kitchen?! I mean, you're the one who can cook!" Lance exclaims.

"We do, but I don't think there's anything to make soup!" Hunk argued back.

"Did you even look?! I mean come on! It doesn't have to be the world's best soup you know! We're in space after all!"

"I'm aware, but that doesn't mean it can be disgusting either!"

"Ugh, you know what-?!"

"Alright you guys, that's enough," Shiro says calmly.

"Not now, Shiro! We're-!" Hunk stopped and then noticed Shiro walked into the room. "Hey, Shiro!"

Argument forgotten at the moment, Lance and Hunk walked up towards the black lion paladin.

"How's Keith doing?" Lance asked.

"He still has a high fever, but he looks more relaxed than he did before."

"So did he wake up then?" Hunk asked.

Shiro nods. "For a few minutes yea. But I think he needs more sleep especially in his condition."

They both nodded in agreement.

"So I'm assuming that Pidge told you about our plan then," Lance said.

Shiro nods. "Yea she did. I'm assuming that's what you two were arguing about then."

"Yea," Lance looked at his Garrison friend. "Hunk here thinks we need to look on a planet to look for some ingredients to make the soup. I'm saying we don't need to. If Keith were to wake up, he would question on why we're on another planet."

"But if I just grab anything in the kitchen, it might not help Keith!"

"As I said before, it isn't gonna be the world's greatest soup! We're in space, Hunk!"

"I know that, but-!"

"Ok, calm down you two," Shiro says before sighing. "I think it'll be best if we look in the kitchen first to see if we have anything to make it with. If not, then I can get Coran or Allura to see if there's any planets near by we can stop at. Speaking of which, where are those two?"

"Allura went to her room to see if there's anything she can find to help Keith. Coran is watching over the ship," Hunk spoke up.

"We just better hope we don't get attacked. That wouldn't help if we can't form Voltron right now," Lance said.

Shiro and Hunk just stared at Lance as if what he just said would later happen...as in jinxing the current situation.

"What?"

Shiro shook his head. "Nothing. Anyway, I feel Pidge would want to help out shortly, so if you guys want to have shifts in watching Keith, we need to figure out who. If no one is interested, I can always watch over him."

"We can't have that happen," Hunk says before looking at Lance. "Lance, I say you watch over him."

Lance's eyes widen. "What?! Oh heck no! If I do that, he'll just end up punching me in the face! Why don't you do it?!"

"I need to cook the soup. Unless of course, you wanna blow up the kitchen trying to cook the soup."

Lance groaned and after a few moments, he let out an annoyed sigh.

"Fine! But if this handsome face gets mangled in the process of watching over him, don't say I didn't warn ya!"

Shiro and Hunk let out a slight chuckle that only lasted for a few seconds.

"It isn't funny!" Lance crossed his arms.

Shiro pats Lance's back and let out a light chuckle.

"We aren't laughing at you bud."

"Yea, whatever!"

"Anyway," Hunk says before looking at Shiro. "You should get something to eat. Lance and I will check the kitchen I suppose."

Shiro nods. "Right. I'll come help afterwards."

Hunk nods before looking at Lance. "Come on Lance. Lets go!"

Lance nods and they both sprinted towards the kitchen. Shiro couldn't help but smile at this. Despite what has happened today, those two can still act like best friends and argue over stupid things.

After she left the kitchen, Allura decided to head to her room to see if she can find anything to either help make the soup, or help Keith feel any better. She just hated the thought that one of the paladins of Voltron is lying in the infirmary right now sick. She may not know any illnesses that her team has had back on earth, but she has seen alteans get sick before.

The only difference, is that altean illnesses last at most 24 hours. There are rare illnesses that can last from 3 to 6 months...or in more rare cases, years. That mainly only happened to very elderly alteans However, injuries were always more common than illnesses.

Meanwhile illnesses on earth is really hard to tell when someone can get better. It can be 24 hours...a week...a month...or much longer than that. As of right now, no one knows how long Keith will be sick for...and Allura hated that.

She also hated the look on Lance's worried expression when he just suddenly burst in her room and woke her up to break the news that Keith was sick and later found out he fainted in the training room.

When she couldn't find anything in her room to help out with Keith or the soup, she went onto the main deck to see what Coran was up to. Coran flinches before turning towards Allura.

"Oh hey there princess!"

"Hey Coran," she said before glancing at the ground.

Coran pushed a few buttons before leaving the controls and walking up towards her.

"Whatever is that matter, princess?"

She sighs. "I'm just worried about Keith. I don't know what I can do. Our team members seem to know what they are doing but...I don't. When I heard about this soup, of course I wanted to help. However, I don't really know how to make it."

"Well don't worry that pretty little head of yours. The others don't seem to be all that worried. This type of illness doesn't appear to be deadly. As everyone has said, he's just been pushing himself way too hard to become the best he can be. I believe he just needs some time to recover in all."

The room grew quiet before Allura sighed.

"I suppose you're right. And besides, Keith is a strong and stubborn paladin after all. What I'm wondering and curious about is why he would push himself to the point of collapsing."

"I feel it's to become a better paladin as you said."

"Yes yes I know, it's just...I've heard and seen him train, but lately, it's all I hear. He trains and then eats. I mean he does talk with his other teammates, but I can sense something is bugging him. Perhaps I should bring up the matter about it."

"I highly suggest you don't princess...or right now anyway," Coran pointed out. "He is sick after all and could still be sleeping. I think it'll be best to ask him when he's a little bit better. For now, just focus on what's important right now."

Allura nods in agreement. "You're right. Keith needs his rest and me asking isn't gonna help him," she then looked out in space that's in front of her. "Are you picking up any signs of Galra ships or anything?"

Coran went back to the controls, pushed a few buttons, and then shakes his head.

"None that I can see as of now. If I do see any approaching us, I notify you all immediately."

Allura nods but then frowns. "Are you sure you want to be here all day? I'm sure the other paladins and I wouldn't mind taking turns over watching the castle."

"Oh, I don't mind. Besides as you said, Keith needs all the help he could get. No need to worry about switching over who watches the castle."

"O-ok if you're sure about this."

"I'm always sure!" Coran says twirling his mustache. "Now then, I shall get busy!"

He turns away from Allura, and all she does is blink.

"Alright well...I'll be in the kitchen with the others. If you need me for anything at all, please let me know right away."

"Of course," Coran said, and with that, Allura left the room.

As she was on her way back to the kitchen, she walked passed the training room. She stopped dead in her tracks and looked towards it...not helping but think of this is where Keith fainted.

Even though no one saw him faint, Pidge was the first person to see him in that state. She couldn't help but think of Pidge's first thought when she saw him on the floor like that.

She remembered Lance told her that Pidge and Shiro were carrying Keith to the infirmary, so she assumed Shiro was the second person to see him like that. She hated the thought of being one of the last people to be notified that Keith was sick. The other person being Coran. She wished she was already awake and could've helped Keith before he passed out.

She wanted to so badly rush over to the infirmary, but she knew if she burst in with either Shiro or Pidge watching, not only would it startle them, but there's also a likely chance it could also wake Keith. Besides, she knew she would be needed at the kitchen.

She forced herself to turn her head away from the training room, and continue her way to the kitchen. She only hoped that Keith is ok right now since she hasn't seen him since they decided to leave Shiro alone with him.

She also hoped that Lance didn't decide to blow up the kitchen.

A/N: and there it is! Honestly, I was gonna switch to Pidge after the kitchen argument, but then I figured I would get the Alteans in this as well. Also the illness I described for Alteans is just something I made up so don't bash me if I did something wrong. Anyway, the next chapter will be very long, so get ready! Tell me what you think of this chapter and I'll see you next time! Bye!:)