Disclaimer : Voltron and its characters belong to WEP, however Lysette and her merry band of mischief makers who ensure that drama and chaos follow are mine. Get Ready for a wild ride the next two chapters, it will then lead into Deception. Thanks to my friends at DrunkenWritersCouncil for helping me. And my editor/sage/Best Friend WarzonePrez, thanks for the talks and character development. To my husband and my friends, I love you all, and KAEX and the Twitter gang, you guys as well. I am currently compiling a play list of music used for this fanfic, if interested let me know.

Burley Q Club, Dradin

Dressing Room 10 mts earlier

Princess Allura looked into the mirror and grinned. It was perfect. Romelle was also dressed in an identical costume, but in pale blue. Lysette chose lavender, while Marie Christine wore peach. Marina sat in the corner with a look of fury on her face, while Whitney was just standing there with a nervous expression.

"This is a bad idea," Marina said huffily. "It will only backfire in your face."

"Relax," Lysette replied. "Who's going to know?" Lysette went over to a chest in one corner and pulled out masks. After handing everyone one she grinned. "Plus, we'll be in disguise." Marie Christine grinned.

"Quite frankly, I'm ecstatic to be doing this a day early," she said. "It will give us the perfect practice time for tomorrow." Lysette turned to face Allura and Romelle.

"If you get lost, just follow me and Marie Christine," Lysette said, "but with what Jessica taught you, it should be easy. Just relax and have fun." Jessica came into the room with a bottle of Ciroc Vodka and seven shot glasses. After pouring them on the counter everyone took one.

"Here's to scandal, mayhem and fun," she said. Jessica downed the shot in one gulp after putting the glass on the vanity her watch beeped. "It's time. I told the band, and they're going to give you a big entrance."

"Let's go," Lysette saud. "It's showtime!" Lysette walked out first, followed by Allura, then Romelle and Marie Christine. Marina and Whitney looked at each other.

"I got a bad feeling about this," they said in unison.


Keith and Lance looked at each other, and Sven frowned. Allura and Romelle should have been back by now. How long did it take to go to the ladies room anyway? He also noticed Hunk coming up to get his beer while Jessica headed to the back room. Pidge was sitting on a bar stool chatting with one of the bartenders ordering a drink. Suddenly a wave of cat calls and whistles lit up the room, as well as gasps. Lance looked over at the stage, and a wide grin lit up his face.

"Hot Damn!" Lance exclaimed. "She did it!" Lance stared up at the stage as a line of four women came on stage. Each wore a striped satin corset with a satin brief. Attached at the back was a silk bustle that fell against the back of the legs. Lacy high heeled boots completed the outfit along with striped stockings held in place by garters. Lysette had fixed it so that their hair and makeup was identical, but with a different colored hat. A silk mask covered their upper face. Lysette and Marie Christine began to sing along with Allura and Romelle as they also began the choreography of the song.

Fueled by the cheering crowd Allura got into the motion of the dance steps. Romelle was also moving in tune with the music. Marie Christine motioned for them to step back on a certain part and watch Lysette. Lysette then walked to the front to grab the long silver pole and began to dance around it. The catcalls got louder.

Suddenly Lysette motioned Allura to come forward, and taking a deep breath, began to mimic Lysette's movements. Some of them were awkward as well as clumsy. Marie Christine then moved over to the other pole and motioned for her to watch.


Keith Kogane leaned against the bar and drank his beer as the girls first came out on stage. It wasn't until a figure in pink came out from behind the curtain that his brown eyes widened, then narrowed. There was something familiar about the girl, however it couldn't be his Allura. No princess would ever parade around on stage in a skimpy costume and pole dance. Sven was entranced at the woman in pale blue, and his look was one of delight. Keith frowned as he watched Sven and Lance who were whistling and catcalling at the spectacle on stage. It wasn't until the music stopped that Keith noticed the camera crew taking film of the performance. There was also another figure watching the stage with narrowed eyes.

"Thank god that wasn't Allura on that stage," Keith said to himself. "Corran, and especially Nanny, would have my head." Suddenly Lance cried out followed by Sven as a guy jumped up on stage as the girls were wrapping up the dance. Lysette motioned for security, but was too late to stop the guy from ripping the mask right off of Allura.

"I was right!" the man said. "That is you, Your Highness!" The man snarled as he faced the crowd. "Behold, the virgin princess of Arus! She is nothing but a cheap tramp!" He was then surrounded by two burly security guards.

"That's it," Keith snarled as he headed for the stage. Lance and Sven followed behind along with Hunk and Pidge. They stopped short when the two burly security guys began escorting the man out, however Hunk stopped short and grinned at the sight on the stage.

Lysette motioned for Marie Christine to get Allura off the stage as the flashbulbs erupted and the reporters swarmed. Romelle followed them as Lysette tried to calm the crowd down, but was not succeeding. It wasn't until a figure came out to seductive music that the crowd died down. Lysette exhaled.

"Thank god," she whispered.

Jessica began her routine dressed in nothing but a g string and a set of pasties with tassels, along with her peacock fans. Her red hair was done up in an intricate style with pearls and diamond ropes. Her silver stilettos flashed as the intricate dance began. It gave Lysette time to get backstage and try to control the damage.

"I am a loyal servant of Arus!" the man shouted, "and it's not right for the princess to demean herself!" The man snarled as he was escorted out of the building. The bouncers tossed him to the ground, along with three of his friends who had followed behind.

"We'll take it from here," chimed a chorus of voices. Lance looked to Keith.

"Old fashioned street fight?" he said, pounding his fist. Keith smirked.

"The best kind," Keith replied. Hunk grinned.

"Nobody maligns our Princess and gets away with it!" Hunk shouted. Sven and Pidge nodded in agreement as the three men pale.


Meanwhile backstage, another kind of fight was breaking out. Allura, Romelle, Whitney and Marie Christine were changing and trying not to get involved.

"I told you so!" Marina yelled at Lysette, who was coming through the door taking her mask off. "But does anyone listen to me? Nooooooo!"

"Shut up, Marina, you sanctimonious bitch!" Lysette shouted. "I'm so sick and tired of your constant harping. You're so uptight, I'm surprised you haven shit diamonds yet!" Lysette snarled as she lit up a cigarette from the pack lying on the vanity.

"I will not shut up! Marina replied. "Not this time! I warned you this was a bad idea! You claim to be so smart, but at times you give the term 'dumb blonde' a new meaning." Lysette froze when she suddenly reached out and slapped Marina across the face.

"Take that back!" Lysette shouted at her.

"No, I won't this time!" Marinasaid, crossing her arms.

"It's not her fault," Allura cried out. "I wanted to do this. I made her do it. So now I have to take the responsibility." Jessica had come off the stage into the dressing room. Heading over the chair in front of the vanity she sat down and began to unlace her shoes.

"Ahhh, blessed relief!" she looked around "What I miss?" Marie Christine sighed

"Another fight," Marie Christine replied. "This time slapping was involved."

"You owe me five!" Jessica laughed at Marie Christine.

"Will you two shut up?" Whitney snarled. "We now have to find out how to spin this and do damage control." Whitney pointed at the corners. "Lysette, Marina corners now!"

"You guys will never believe this!" Tom sighed dreamily. "The Voltron force got into a street brawl with the three hecklers! All that muscle and sweat…oh be still my heart!" Allura began to laugh nervously

"The guys have been drinking," Allura said, "so this could be interesting." Romelle sighed.

"Looks like I'm not getting any tonight," Romelle said, exasperated. "I'll be nursing a bruised and battered husband."

"At least he won't leave a hundred dollars on the nightstand saying, 'Gee baby, that was great, got to get home to my wife!'" Lysette muttered.

"Is there any man you haven't slept with?" Marina shot back.

"I don't' know," she replied, "how many men are in the galaxy?" Whitney whistled for them to quiet down and turned to see Tom.

"How bad is out there?" Whitney asked

"Well, now that the hecklers have been thrown out, it's calming down," Tom replied. "However, we still got reporters outside the club, and they did get some of the footage from your performance."

"Jessica, get dressed and let's go handle this," Whitney said. "Allura and Romelle wait here and get changed. We'll get you of here somehow. Lysette, stay here, and Marina come with me." Whitney then dragged tom out of the dressing room, leaving the others behind.


Two hours later, the Voltron force staggered back to the resort. Allura held the ice pack to his jaw. Lance held an ice pack over his eye while he laid back. Sven winced as Romelle wrapped his ribs up. Hunk was eating a sandwich while putting ice on his other wrist. Pidge held his head in his hands as they discussed the night.

"Keith, I'm so sorry," Allura said. "I didn't realize that my actions would turn out like this. I just wanted to do something impulsive."

"Allura," he replied, "I know, and I love you for that. It's just you have to be careful, love." The both turned to face the vid screen as the following bulletin appeared.

"We interrupt the following holodrama to bring you an exclusive story from dradin," the news anchor intoned. Princess or stripper? You be the judge! We have obtained exclusive footage from the Burley Q Club of the Princess Allura of Arus baring it for an enraptured audience."

"Oh shit," Allura groaned. "Corran is not going to be pleased."

"That isn't the half of it, Princess," Lance said, eye the next headline

"Also, The Voltron force was involved with a altercation earlier this evening," the reporter continued. "We have exclusive footage and charges are being filed. We will bring you more after a word from our sponsors." Hunk got up to turn the volume up.

"Well, at least one good thing came out of this night," Hunk said. "I met a woman."

"Did you at least get her number?" Pidge asked. The team laughed as they began to plot a strategy for tomorrow to control the damage.