'He's Dead' They Said | A Voltron X Reader Fanfiction

"Great job training today, guys. We're really getting the hang of Voltron."

As the four boys and I walked back into the castle, I took my helmet off so I could get some fresh air. Well, fresher air.

"Seriously, how far do you think my lion kicked that broken alien ship?" Lance gloated, looking smugly over at Keith. "Must have been like a mile!"

Hunk and Shiro kept walking as the three of us stopped. I guess they didn't want Lance and Keith's arguing to ruin their day after some awesome training.

"Yeah, that'll come in handy when the Galra challenges Voltron to a soccer match," Keith snarled.

"Hey, I did something cool and you can't handle it. I get it."

"Your kick ruined our balance. We fell," Keith stated as we started to walk over to Hunk and Shiro at the table.

"Yeah," I sarcastically chuckled. "And now I have two new bruises because of your cool move."

"That falling part was Hunk's fault," Lance muttered to Keith.

"Hey!" Hunk whined, obviously hearing Lance.

"And since when are you on Keith's side?" Lance asked me.

"Since she realized that I'm awesome," Keith laughed.

"All right, save your energy for fighting Zarkon," Shiro told us as he sat down.

As we joined them around the table, I continued my idea.

"But seriously guys, I can't keep getting banged up in either Red or Blue," I stated, referring to the lions. I pointed to Lance and Keith as I continued. "You two either need to build me a copilot seat in each of your lions, or I need my own ship."

Shiro thought for a moment. "That's true. I mean, it isn't fair to you to be a part of Voltron, but not be able to at least have a chair," he smiled.

"Exactly."

Suddenly, the doors slid open, and Coran greeted us with some silver dish in his hands. 

"Hello, guys! How was the Voltron workout?" The older gentleman smiled as he walked over to us.

"Painful," I stated, rubbing the bruise on my head. Keith lightly chuckled at me as he poked the spot where I had hit my head in Blue. "Hey!"

"We're getting there," Shiro sighed. "But I think that (Y/N) needs a ship or something. Are you and Allura almost done fixing the Castle so we can leave this planet?" He asked kindly. "I feel like we're sitting ducks here on Arus."

"Just about," Coran said as he sat the dish on the table. Lance, Keith and I stood behind Hunk's chair, looking at the dish precariously. "And once we do leave, maybe we can fix (Y/N)'s ship problem. In the meantime, to get your minds off those duck seats you're worried about, I made you guys an authentic ancient paladin lunch!"

Hunk gasped as his mouth began to water.  However, it along with the rest of our faces soon turned to disgust as we saw what Coran wanted us to eat. Lance plugged his nose as Keith and Hunk just glared at the food. I, on the other hand, just didn't want to look at it.

"Y-You want us to eat that?" I asked in the kindest way possible.

"Coran, you just got me hooked on that goo and now you're switching it up?" Hunk asked sadly.

The man smiled down at the boy. "This is packed with nutrients."

Hunk cautiously leaned over the food and smelled it. "Oh! It smells disgusting!" However, Coran thought it was great.