Disclaimer: Don't own Voltron. Climax time everyone! Let the plan commence!
~To Stand as One~
"Steve! Len! Did you find those losers yet?" Nick huffed angrily at his 'friends' as they returned to where he and the older kids were chilling by the pool.
"No," Steve grumbled, plopping down next to him. "They might have snuck off when Maria wasn't looking."
It was possible. McClain had pulled that stupid stunt before. "Well, whatever. Good riddance, I say."
With a huge sigh of relief, Nick stretched out his arms and laid back in his lounge chair. He then flipped out a pair of aviator shades and pushed them up onto the bridge of his nose. Just as the tired boy was drifting off to sleep; an annoyingly high pitched voice screeched out, "Sneak attack!"
Nick's eyes snapped open in shock as a jet of freezing cold water hit him square in the face. Enraged, the blond sputtered furiously, leaping to his feet. Angrily, Nick ripped his aviators off his face and tossed them aside. Immediately, green eyes locked onto the Pantsless Wonder, hitching a piggyback ride aboard his new sidekick. The losers were wielding dual Super Soakers, barraging Nick with a relentless watery assault.
"McClain!" he yelled in irritation, as his idiot friends chuckled beside him.
"Aw! What's a matter, kitty cat?" Lance mocked from atop his perch on Hunk. "Did we get you all wet?"
Nick snarled at them. Unbridled rage pumping wildly through his veins. The blond's voice cracked, screaming, "What are you idiots waiting for? Get 'um!"
Steve and Len finally snapped to attention, and as one, the three of them ran towards their large target.
"O-Okay," cried Lance, still firing from over Hunk's shoulder. "Here we go, phase two! Phase two!"
"Right!" The pair made a hasty escape. Frantically weaving between pool chairs and tables in an attempt to slow the other boys down.
"Not gonna work!" Nick taunted as he jumped over a chair trying to catch up. "We've got you this time, McClain!"
"Yeah, and your pal's gonna suffer right along with you!" shouted Len, only to get shot with another piercing jet of water. Causing the boy's heal to slip forward and fall butt first into the muddy earth.
Taking advantage of the opening, Hunk dashed around the downed boy and ran towards the old pool shed. Nick's eyes narrowed at this and grabbed both Len and Steve, pulling them off to the side.
"Dude! What gives man? We almost-"
But Nick simply shushed him and turned his attention back to the retreating pair. The losers checked behind them to see if the coast was clear, and then duck inside the rickety structure.
"Thought so," said Nick with pride, having finally discover McClain's secret hideout. "That's where he's been camping out."
"Sweet, good thinking!" Steve praised as they approached the normally locked door. "What next?"
"Simple," Nick explained with a cocky grin. "We count to three, swing open the door, and jump um!" He punctuated this by pounding his right fist into his open palm. "Then we teach Pantsless and his sidekick a lesson they will never forget!"
"Genius, man! Genius!" Len laughed, rubbing his hands eagerly in anticipation. The three boys crouched together and quietly made their way through the bushes over to the door.
Nick reached up and grabbed the handle. Smiling as he felt it move. Good, those losers hadn't secured it from the inside. Dumb move. With a sadistic grin, he turned to the other two.
"Okay, on three..." Nick stated as he began to chant. "One... Two... Th-" But before the blond could finish...
BAM!
The door suddenly swung wide open. Knocking the three startled boys back in surprise; right into the dirt.
"AHHH!" the trio of bullies screamed as Hunk and Lance wheeled forward a monstrosity of a machine; complete with miss matching wheels, a desk chair seat, a pair of bike handle bars, and air compressor covered in plastic tubes that connected back into... a-a basket filled with water balloons!
And that was when Nick finally realized, he had been played. "Oh, sh-"
"Say hello to our little friend!" the brown-haired boy exclaimed, slamming his hand down on a red button that brought the mechanical monstrosity sputtering to life. "Hunk, if you'd do the honors?"
The larger boy reached out and tightly gripped the old bike handle bars."With, pleasure!"
"RUN!" Nick screeched at the top of his lungs as they were pelted with several, multicolored flying projectiles. Each and every balloon filled to the brim with frigid cold water. The bullies quickly became drenched as the ammo smacked into them with a sharp crack! Bursting open on impact and soaking them to the bone. All the excess water turned the dirt under their feet into a slippy mess. Causing the bumbling fools to crash into one another as they desperately tried to escape.
Eventually, the bullies escaped the crazy contraption's firing range. Dirty and drenched, the trio of brats took a second to catch their breaths, before immediately running off to find Maria. Because what do jerks do when they can't win? Tattletale, of course.
The trio practically dragged Maria over to the pool shed, telling her their wild story. She was already shaking her head in clear disbelief. "That's some crazy imagination you guys sure have... But okay, where is it?"
Nick glanced expectantly at the pool shed's door. But found the large machine along with its "Watery Balloons of Doom" to have completely vanished.
"I-" For a second, the blond was struck utterly dumb. There was no way they could have gotten rid of that thing so fast! Not in the short amount of time they were gone! "Wait, how did- Where did-"
To this, Len merrily snorted. "Dude, they totally just rolled it back into the shed and hid it."
Nick blinked at him. True, the rusty door had been open before... But now it appeared to be closed and locked again. The blond had an uneasy feeling about what they were going to find. "Oh, yeah. Sure! T-That makes sense. C-Check the shed Maria, then you'll see!"
The teen cast the young boys a skeptical glance. "Fine!" Slowly, she pulled out her keyring and walked up to the door. With a sharp click! The brown-haired woman removed the padlock and stepped inside.
The three boys waited on baited breath, ready for McClain and the fatso to get caught.
Unfortunately after several minutes, Maria came back out looking very displeased. "Alright, boys. Come over here!" she called, motioning for them to join her inside.
Worriedly, the trio gazed at one another before following her command. As one, the young boys gulped and cautiously entered. Afraid that monstrous machine was going to start firing at them again.
Instead, the children were left positively stumped by what they found inside... Absolutely nothing! There were a few metal parts and plastic tubes strewn about, but nothing that even resembled the insane contraption that had attacked them earlier. How could something that bulky and huge, just disappear?
"I- w-what," Nick stammered in horrified realization. "But it was here! Really it was, Maria! I swear!"
"Save it, kid," she said, waving the boys back out the door. "You guys shouldn't even be playing near here anyway. The pool will be closing soon, so I'll let this all slide for today."
"I-I, but! The wet ground! And the-"
Maria gave the boys one last, stern glare before heading back to her class.
"M-My father will hear about this!" he threatened, knowing it was futile. "You'll see!"
"Whatever," the teen replied with an unimpressed roll of her eyes. "Pool, now!"
The trio scuttled behind her, whispering between themselves about how the losers could have done this. Only to discover that somehow, both Lance and Hunk had already returned to the pool area.
Looking as innocent as can be, the pair calmly sipped their juice boxes together under the large oak tree.
"Hey, Maria!" Lance angelically called, waving to his sister. "What was all that ruckus about?"
She replied with a dismissive shrug, "Nothing, just a bunch of over active imaginations." Maria then went off to finish her lessons with the class.
Slack-jawed, the other boys simply stared at Lance and Hunk completely stunned. How on earth did they do it? And still have enough time to get back there?
An uncontrollable twitch started in Nick's right eye as he stomped over to the relaxing friends.
"This isn't over McClain!" he declared. Before looking a bit uncertain, and then ran off with both Steve and Len in tow.
Once Lance was certain that the beaten bullies had finally left, he turned triumphantly to Hunk with his juice box raised. "To the beginning of a beautiful friendship!"
Hunk laughed and held aloft his drink as well. "Totally! Cheers!" They knocked together their boxes in a celebration of victory. Then returned the plastic straws to their mouths, taking deep, refreshing slurps of fruit juice. The new friends, happily savoring their reward, for a job well done.
To Be Continued...
Author' Notes: Woot, yeah! Almost done! Hehehe! Lance and Hunk pulled a "Phineas and Ferb!" Don't worry, I'll explain how they did it next time. XD! One last chapter to go. Actually it's more of an epilogue really, but I'm going to try and flesh it out a bit more so that it will be a satisfying ending chapter.
And since a lot of people want more head canon/theories of mine, here are a few more:
When we find Sam and Matt Holt, they will not escape with the others. (Because they won't let Pidge go off searching for them again alone. Or just track her when she does.) My guess they are part of the same underground movement Thace is. And the positions they now hold in Zarkon's army will prove incredibly vital in the grand plan of taking him down.
What I think happened with the Paladins of old, was like the "Justice Lords" in WB's "Justice League" the animated series. Pretty much in an alternate universe they visit, the heart of their team got killed, "Flash." So they decided that in order to ensure no one else got hurt again, they became cold, and cruel. They ruled with an iron fist and took complete control of their world. My guess, Zarkon's team lost the one that was their heart, most likely their Blue Paladin or someone he deeply loved. Determined that he and his team never feel that kind of pain again, he trained them into the ground and kicked off anyone that he felt wasn't strong enough for combat. But the Lions choose their pilots, and Zarkon was taking away what made them a team. He began to rely solely on his own power and that of the Black Lion's, shutting the others out. Eventually, Alfor relived him of his duties. Zarkon wouldn't allow this. So he returned home, conquered his world, and then came back to claim Voltron as his again. Arrogantly believing that only under his rule, would true universal peace be obtained.
Well there's a few more. Hope you liked them! I'll save the last two I have about Lance and his family for the last chapter. So expect more soon!
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