Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters , settings, etc involving Voltron: Defender of the Universe, Voltron: The Third Dimension, Voltron Force, or Voltron: Legendary Defender. These stories are for entertainment purposes only and are to be viewed as parodies and satire.

Author's Notes: For those who couldn't figure out the little Easter eggs in the previous chapter, I have listed them below.

#1) Lafitte and Merla were both voiced by Tress MacNeille. Queen Merla appeared in Voltron: Defender of the Universe season 2 and Lafitte appeared in Voltron: The Third Dimension.

#2) Coran's assistant Ginger is a member of the Vehicle Voltron team.

#3 & #4) The poodle and the elevator are throwbacks to my previous series, The Adventures of Elevator Lance.

Popstar Princess:

Talks shows and Mass Media

Allura and Lance were standing behind the stage curtain at the Late Show with Katie Holt. Lance barely paid attention to the host's monologue and kept his focus on Allura.

"Lance, what am I doing here?" Allura whined.

"You're here in order to explain your behavior at the children's charity event."

"But couldn't I just make a post on Flutter or something and be done with it?"

"No," Lance explained. "You need to do this in person so everyone believes it is genuine." He placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her towards the curtain. "Now remember, make it seem like it was the organization's fault. You were just a victim in this whole thing."

Katie had finished her monologue and had taken her place behind the desk. "Help me welcome my first guest. She's currently the third most successful popstar in the world, she's a social media sensation, and right now has the number one viral video in country. Please give a round of applause to Allura!"

The studio audience clapped and cheered as Allura emerged from the curtain. Her short, strapless pink dress shimmered in the stage lights. She enthusiastically waved to the audience and blew kisses to the cameras. She made her way over to the host's desk and gave Katie a hug then sat down.

Lance walked over to a monitor that was backstage so that he could watch the show. His phone rang and saw Coran's number on the screen. "Yes sir?" he asked as he answered. "She just went on stage now. Yes sir, I instructed her on playing up the victim angle. I assure you sir, this whole situation will be behind us by tomorrow morning. Of course, have a good night sir."

Lance hung up the phone and focused his attention on the monitor. Sweat was already starting to bead on his forehead. "Please don't screw this up," he softly prayed.

"Thank you for being here," Katie said.

"Thank you for having me."

"It is my understanding that you don't do many talk shows," Katie remarked.

"That's true," Allura replied.

"Why is that?"

"To help keep my agent's stress levels down," Allura answered.

Katie chuckled a bit, thinking that Allura was making a joke but she straightened up once she realized Allura was being serious. "How does not doing a talk show lower your agent's stress levels?"

"Because I don't do well without a script. I tend to ramble on and on and about inconsequential things, or I'll say something that I'm not supposed to, or tell an embarrassing story and then my agent has to deal with the fallout later."

"What kind of embarrassing story could you have that would upset your agent?" Katie asked, dangling a bit of metaphorical bait in front of Allura.

Allura pondered for a moment and then suddenly her eyes went wide with excitement. "So this one time at a corporate event for the record label that I'm on, we had big tent set up in this huge field, tables set up as a buffet, and there were all these execs and celebrities, everyone was having a great time. I ended up indulging in some of the more…comfort foods; fries, hot dogs, you know, that sort of stuff."

Backstage, Lance continued to stare at the monitor, a look of horror on his face.

"So I'm sitting there, enjoying my food while all the various execs get up and do their corporate speeches, yadda yadda, and suddenly I felt my stomach churn. I let out a little burp and didn't think about it. Well, when everyone was done, I had to get up and sing. I'm in the middle of my first song, dancing about and belting out the lyrics then I do this one move where I turn away from the audience and bend forward. Well, when I did that, I let out this huge fart…"

The audience suddenly burst into laughter. Katie, who had been taking a drink of water, suddenly spat it out all over her desk.

"Keep in mind, the mic was still in the stand so my fart went right into the mic and was blasted through the speakers."

Lance could do nothing but hang his head as Allura told her story.

"How did you recover from that?" Katie asked.

"Well, I turned around, grabbed the mic and I said, 'my compliments to the caterers'."

The audience continued to laugh and clap as Allura smiled.

"Speaking of events, you had some trouble during a recent charity event. In fact, the video clip from that incident is the top viral video in the country right now. Do you want to make any sort of comment regarding that?"

"That whole situation has been misinterpreted from the beginning," Allura stated.

"Looking at the video, how could it be misinterpreted?"

"For starters, it was reported that I was late to the event. In fact, I was on time. The organizers got the kids there early. And you know kids, they get there expecting to see me and I'm not there, not realizing they were early, the kids were understandably upset."

"So the kids were there before they were supposed to be and you were arrived at the time you were supposed to, correct?" Katie inquired.

"That's right. Well, this put the kids in a bad mood the entire day. I'm trying to do the fan photos, and go on the rides and trying to have a good time but many of the kids just wanted to act like brats."

"Oh no, she didn't just call them brats," Lance whispered.

"Brats, you say?" Katie asked.

"Of course, what can you expect from a generation who grew up with the world in the palm of their hands? They get everything they want right then and there and if they don't get cut a fit. Like the little girl who dumped her milkshake on me…she did that because I told her to wait her turn for a picture. I mean, who raises their child to behave like that?"

"So it sounds to me like you were more of a victim than an instigator," Katie remarked.

"Absolutely. My hair, my dress, my entire day was ruined because of those kids. And the chaperones didn't even apologize."

Lance stepped away from the monitors and walked over to small table. He took a deep breath then bent over, banging his head repeatedly against the wooden tabletop.

"Well thank you so much for joining us tonight, Allura."

"It was my pleasure, Katie."

Katie shook Allura's hand then turned back towards the audience. "We're going to a commercial and when we come back, veteran voice actor Neill Ross will be joining us. So stick around."

The stage lights dimmed slightly as the commercial was broadcast. Allura stood, said goodbye to Katie once more and left the stage.

"What a dimwit," Katie said softly to herself as Allura left.

Allura found Lance backstage, his head still resting on the table.

"So how did I do?" she asked, fully expecting praise.

Lance straightened up, looked at her and just sighed. "You did just fine."

Allura's eyes got big as she stared at Lance's forehead. I giant red whelp had formed and she couldn't turn away.

"What's the matter?" Lance asked her.

"Oh…nothing."

"Then why are you staring at me?"

"I'm not staring." There was a short pause as Allura tilted her head to look at the whelp from a slightly different angle. "We should probably get going."

"That's the brightest thing you have said all night." Lance and Allura made their way back down to the streets below where their limo was waiting to take them back to the hotel.