The craziest show in the galaxy, yup.

[balancingedge]

Who: Takashi Shirogane, Keith, Lance, Katie “Pidge” Holt, and whoever else gets dragged into this madness.
When: November 10th (with possible additions later for Curti Center run ins)
Where: the Dream Width, and see above
What: When all save the former Black Paladin get pulled into the Dream Width within the span of a morning, it becomes an Adventure retrieving them.
Warnings/Notes: Spoilers up to the end of Season 7 of Voltron: Legendary Defender. Also game shows. I’ll add more if anything shows up.

It’s shortly after midnight when all three signals are caught by the Curti Center’s radar. Prior to that, however, there is another sign: the barriers of both Red and Green go down as both mechanical lions stir, a low rumble of a growl echoing among the two of them. Black looks up and roars. They’re back, but in trouble. Yet like with the two disappearances among their team before, there is no sign whatsoever of what lies ahead.

Just a signal, and three lions that desperately want to get off the ground and fly to their paladins.

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[balancingedge]

[He got to saw a brief glimpse of that memory; he was just an infant at the time.

Keith sighs as his head touches the back of the couch. He doesn't like thinking about the home he was forced to go to not long after they came to him with the news. It had become a habit after the funeral to visit the cemetery after school to tell him about what happened. At some point, he'd stopped. Probably a few months before he was recruited into the Garrison.

He didn't want to tell him he'd become a discipline case because it was the only way he wasn't ignored.]

Only until we left Earth. [That faint hint of a smirk grows just that little wider. He'd mentioned before they had no idea how much the thought that they would be there if he ever needed anything meant to him. Now, Lance and Pidge have that context.] Never answered me though. Holding up okay?

[thegoofball]

[Lance looks away, trying to hide the frown on his face. Keith can probably see it anyways, and hiding it is probably stupid for a lot of reasons, but he just...

He hates that he didn't know. He had no right to know, probably, as rocky as his and Keith's relationship started out, and it's not his place to be upset over it. What can he be upset over, anyways? That he was a jerk to Keith? He doesn't know if knowing would have meant he'd have acted any differently - not to mention he doesn't think Keith would take kindly to pity - but it's just.

It's not fair. Life isn't fair, any he hates me.]

You don't have to worry about me, Keith. [But his heart's not really in that.] I'll be just fine. Always am!

[Liar.]

[balancingedge]

[Yeah, he sure can see it. The smirk fades as he turns his head to look at him. Really look at him.

It takes a few seconds for him to recall the incident at the diner and he mentally kicks himself.] Lance, I might get irritated sometimes, but I meant what I said out there. Messed up series of coincidences or not, we're friends.

[He'll always be concerned for the rest of the team, in his own way.] Besides, who else would I give a hard time for making fun of me?

[Aaand not immediately punch them into next Tuesday? Talk to him, man.]

[thegoofball]

[Lance shakes his head, and he laughs weakly. He can't...think of anything better to say. Anything to get past the awkwardness he feels letting himself be vulnerable to Keith.

Time has changed things a lot. Changed them a lot.]

Pidge. She'd be happy to make fun of you.

[And it's true. Lance is, and always has been, replaceable.]

But I'm serious, too. You don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine.

[balancingedge]

[He raises an eyebrow. Well, can't say he expected the laugh or what he says after.]

Pretty sure it wouldn't be the same.

[He knows it wouldn't. Time changed them all so much, it's true, but... Keith sighs. It's one of those times he wishes he could talk to Hunk and figure out how to approach this, or Shiro. But he has to do this his way and try to connect like he would.]

Look, Lance. I'm a fighter with loner tendencies. Always will be. That's why of all the paladins, I admire how you're able to bring others together and ease tension with humor. I can't do that. Pidge and Shiro can't, either. [They can certainly try, but it's not the same. So, Keith forms his hand into a fist, lightly bumping it against Lance's upper arm. It's barely a tap, but still.] You're my second and the right hand of Voltron, but more importantly, you're like a brother to me. Not worrying isn't gonna happen.

[It's just even worse since he's pretty sure he's the only one without the capability to heal your sorry asses.]