Random Stuff (Including My Kitten in a Cone of Shame)

Plutonian Colony AU Oneshot that will never be finished

Then, Yorak walked into the cargo hold. He took off his mask again. There were gasps of shock as they realized he wasn't Galra.

"I am part of a Rebel group. We are in the business of overthrowing Emperor Zarkon. My partners and I were sent to free you because we think you can be a large part in that."

"What are you saying, kid? Get to the point!"

"I am saying," Yorak paused to glare at the man who yelled that, "that I would like you to join the rebellion. I understand that it will be hard. I understand you will have to work your way up to the important information. But, think about it. Don't you want to free this universe from Emperor Zarkon's reign?"

He left after that. They thought about his words. Takashi liked it. It made sense. However, he would still have to fight.

He heard the conversation going on. "I don't want to risk my life for this, they're all Galra. Just because they say they are getting us out doesn't mean they are. They could be double-crossing us."

"They could," Takashi responded. "But I don't think they are. Imagine it, we could fight. We could get our family back. We could defend the universe. Or, we could walk back up to the Galra and explain how we got out of their prison."

"They might go easy on us," suggested one alien.

"Do you have any important information?" Takashi asked her.

She deflated. "No. Does anyone know their names?"

Takashi did, but he wasn't about to sell them out. "No. No one knows anything about their plans. Our options are join the rebellion or get executed."

The prisoners agreed. "Aye, Champion! Let's kill us some Galra!" one alien cried.

The other repeated the cry. Takashi nodded. This would work. He could do this.

~

Lance was screwed. He knew it. He was actually going to get kicked out. He knew it was a bad idea. He knew planting paint bombs in Iverson's office was going to get him in trouble. He knew it wasn't going to get Veronica back.

But, he did it anyway. And stole Iverson's computer. (The paint bombs were a diversion, duh). That one was a bad idea. Like, really bad. Why did he do that? Iverson probably didn't even have the information he wanted.

He had been called to the office. "Hello, Sir," he said.

"Cadet, do you know why you are here?" Iverson asked.

Lance sighed. "Yeah."

Iverson grimaced. "Good, then I'll cut to the chase. Lance McClain, we are expelling you from our programs. You have caused far too many issues. We cannot accept that. You have tonight to pack and you may sleep in your Dorms and say goodbye to your roommate."

Lance nodded. "Understood. I will leave tomorrow morning."

He walked back to his room and slumped on his bed.

"How did it go?" his roommate asked hopefully.

Lance shook his head. "Hunk, I've been expelled. Officially. I have to go back home. I have to face them."

Hunk looked like he wanted to say something.

"You know I can't. They won't be able to pay the bills. They spent so much to get Veronica in. Then I got in and blew it. Why couldn't I just get my act together?"

"Lance, no one blames you," Hunk said. "Everyone understands. Your parents will understand."

Lance hummed in response. Hunk knew he was going to do something stupid. Heck, everyone and their mom knew Lance was going to do something stupid. Hunk just hoped Lance would stay out of too much trouble.