The Adventures of Elevator Lance:
Who's on First?
After spending two days in the infirmary and three days under bed rest (all thanks to Eric Cartman), Lance was ready to get back to work. He got up early and took his time getting ready. He peeked his head out his door, made sure the coast was clear, the headed down the hall to the elevator.
The doors opened and Lance entered. To his surprise, Keith was already in the elevator but he wasn't dressed in his traditional red jumpsuit.
"Keith, why are you dressed like a baseball coach?" Lance asked.
"Allura and her council of wise elders…mainly Coran and Nanny…thought that Arus should have a little league for the kids to take part in. Can you guess who got picked to coach the team representing the Voltron Force?"
Lance picked up on Keith's sarcasm with minimal effort. "Well, I think you look adorable," he remarked playfully as he pinched Keith's cheek. "All the girls will love your new look."
"Knock it off," Keith said as he flipped the page on his clipboard. "By your playful demeanor I take it you are feeling better."
"Yeah, though I'm starting to get tired of being sent to the infirmary."
"Starting to?" Keith inquired. "You spend more time there than Harry Potter."
"I know. Not to mention, one of the nurses is started to creep me out."
"Like 'Alien' creep you out or 'Freddy Kruger' creep you out?" Keith asked.
"More like 'Kathy Bates – Misery' creep me out."
"Oh," Keith paused. "Glad I'm not the one waking up in there every other episode."
Lace ignored Keith's successful attempt to make a joke and instead pointed to the clipboard in his hand. "What's that?'
"The roster," Keith answered. "I finally got the players positioned where I think they will excel the most."
"Oh?" Lance looked over curiously. "Who do you have on your team?"
"Well, Who is on first, What is on second and I don't know is on third," Keith answered.
"Say that again," Lance told him.
"I said, Who is on first, What is on second, and I don't know is on third."
"What is the guy's name on first base?" Lance asked.
"No, What is on second base, Who is on first.," Keith corrected him.
"Why are you asking me the first baseman's name, you're the coach."
"I'm not asking you, Lance. I'm telling you," Keith told him.
"Tell me the first baseman's name again," Lance said.
"Who," replied Keith.
"The first baseman," Lance told him.
"Who is the first baseman," Keith stated.
"Why are you asking me? I don't know," Lance said.
"That's the third baseman; we're not talking about him."
"Wait," Lance said, holding his hand up. "Who is the third baseman?"
"Who is on first," Keith reminded him.
"I don't know," Lance remarked.
"He's on third."
"There I go, back on third again." Lace sighed. "All I'm trying to find out is who is on first base."
"Exactly," Keith said.
"Ok." Lance paused. "Wait, what?"
"Now what, Lance?"
"What is the guy on first base?"
"No, Lance. What is on second base."
"I'm not asking you who is on second," Lance told him.
"Who is on first," Keith told Lance.
"I don't know," Lance replied.
"He's on third."
"You know what; forget I ever asked you who is on first. I don't care anymore," Lance stated.
"What did you say?" Keith asked as he looked up from this roster.
"I said, I don't care."
"Oh, that's our short stop," Keith told him.
To Lance's relief, the elevator stopped on the first floor and the doors opened. As Keith and Lance exited the elevator three boys about ten years old walked up to them.
"Who is this," Lance said.
"How did you know?" asked the first baseman.
"Huh?" Lance asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Lance, this is my first, second, and third basemen," Keith said as he patted the boy on the shoulder.
"These are your basemen?" Lance asked.
"Yep."
"Coach, the rest of the team are waiting on the field," said the second baseman.
"Ok, tell them I will be out in a second," Keith said.
With a nod the boys turned away and ran off to meet up with the team. As the boys left, Lance read the names on the back of their jerseys. The names read 'Hoo', 'Wat', and 'Idonow'.