Warped! {A Voltron Reader Insertion}

Chapter 6~ Return of the Gladiator

As soon as you hear the automatic doors swish behind you, you slow down your pace and jog down a few halls until you felt you were far enough to pick up the call. You tap your bracelet to see Erika.

"Hey (Y/n). Just checking in. How are you holding up?" "Fine, fine, everyone's nice and such-" "Wait, Everyone?" Erika cuts you off, leaning slightly closer to the bracelet. "Yes, everyone, what's wrong with tha-" "Including Keith, as in, hot-headed, not easy to get along with, likes literally no one, KEITH?" She asks, making you pause up for a moment. Keith has been rather nice to you, though you've barely known him. "Ye-Yea, I guess." You mumble.

"This is serious, (Y/n), is he nice to you?" She asks again. "Yes.." You say. She sighs, running her pale fingers through her brown hair. "(Y/n), why didn't you tell me?!" "I thought it was just him being nice!" "HE'S NOT NICE." "I RELIZE THAT NOW!" You and Erika argue. "Look, that's a danger sign. He's out of character around you, means he's suspicious. Don't let your guard down, and don't. Tell. Anyone. About this, got it?" "What'll happen if I do?" You challenge. She looks down.

"I don't know. And THATS what scares me." She replies. You're shocked. She rarely doesn't know things. You look at her. She may be a jerk sometimes, but she still cares and has proven she'll stay with you through thick and thin. Unless it was you being stupid, she abandoned you on those times. But she always came back. She was your best friend.

"Just... I don't know... act more like Shiro, okay? I'm gonna go." She says "bye." "Bye." You both bid farewell, and she turns off the call. You sigh, dropping your arm to your side. What exactly COULD happen if I spill what's happening?..

You walk back to the dining hall, hesitating with each turn. You walk in, Lance and Keith looking at you eagerly, most likely hoping you were Hunk with the food. Lance turns away, while Keith keeps looking at you. "So, how were they?" He asks. You falter for a moment. That's right... you thought to yourself. I told them I was checking on Shiro and Pidge... "Good, good, they were.. good." You say. He turns away with a blank expression.

"And now, an extravagant dinner, by your amazing chef, and yellow Paladin, Hunk! Bon appetit!" Hunk says, placing several plates and bowls down. Keith and Lance start to wolf down the food hunk set down. He placed a bowl in front of you, making you look up at him. "I knew this would happen, so I saved you one." Hunk explains shyly. You smile. "Thank you Hunk!" You exclaim, taking a big bite. It was absolutely delicious, but then again, anything that didn't have fuzz in it was already better than the goo. Coran glares at everyone, aggressively taking a bite of food goo.

The door swishes open again, revealing a bright-eyed Allura. "They like the Paladin lunch!" She exclaims. Coran looks offended, mumbling a, "I don't want to talk about it." "I just got the final nebulon booster working. We should be able to leave Planet Arus tomorrow and take the fight to Zarkon." Allura exclaims, clapping her hands together.

The Castleship alarms start to blare, startling you, making you get some food on your armor. Hunk giggles at you, while you whine and try to brush it off. Keith and Lance stop eating and stand up. A screen pops up showing a little alien, walking up to the castle. "KLAIZAP!" You exclaim in happiness at the sight of the little alien. Everyone looks at you. "I dunno, he just looks like a Klaizap to me." You nervously giggle, scratching the back of your neck.

"What is that?" Keith asks, disregarding your weird response. "I don't know what it is. Maybe it's a local Arusian. He's approaching the Castle." Allura says. Klaizap suddenly yells, and hides behind a rock. "Aww!!" You and Hunk both coo at the adorable Arusian. "Doesn't look too dangerous." Lance mumbles to himself. "You never know." Keith says, summoning his bayard.

"No. Alteans believe in peace first. Let's go welcome them." Allura states, sauntering our of the room with Coran following her. You and the other three Paladins scurry after them. "That's adorable." "Hey, maybe we can knit him a little sweater!" "I'm not taking any chances." "Well, you're a party pooper." "Hey!" You and the Paladins argue over what you all should do with the little Arusian.