Welcome to CRACKSHIPS TAKEN SERIOUSLY With WogWoman :)))
I saw this:
(Credit to the artist, if you know who that is lmk)
I think there were more parts to it but idk. Anyway, I loved it! I wasn't sure what to do at first, but I know what to do now lol!
I've also changed the meaning of 'Vrepid Sa' lol.
Lance had no idea how he got away with this so many times. Team Voltron had been on edge for a long time lately, the Galra attacks getting more frequent. Plus the new Prince Lotor and his Team stirring trouble for them. They were all on edge and high alert.
So the fact that Lance had been sneaking out to party on every single planet they'd stopped on lately, and was getting away with it! Was unexpected. Lance had his suspicions that the team did know about his little night out, but simply didn't care enough to stop him. And hey, Lance had no problem with that! After all they each had their ways of coping in this war. Lance going out and grinding on the dance floor(and occasionally getting shit-faced drunk)just happened to be his.
So yeah, Lance had his explanations as to how he had gotten away with sneaking out to clubs. But there was one thing he was surprised hadn't been found out yet: His poly-relationship with Lotor's Generals.
It all had happened so fast! It was on one of Lance's clubbing trips when he saw the poly-group(?) out clubbing themselves. They had stared at eachother for a few minutes, waiting to see who would attack first. But when no one did, there was a silent truce. This was neutral territory, and they were just here to unwind. No battle needed to be started.
Lance actually ended up having a few drinks with the galra girls. Zethrid was a loud and roudy drunk, and Narti--despite her muteness--was actually quite chatty telepathicly. She always had an interesting story to tell it seemed. Ezor was a great dancer, and Lance found himself joining her on the dancefloor. Acxa was often the one who stayed sober to handle them all. However she explained that feeling proud and responsible for something not relating to the war was what made her happy and relaxed.
Both Lotor and Lance's teams landed on the same planets after every battle, wether they knew it or not. So Lance ended up meeting the girls at lot at the clubs. He began to fit into their clubbing routine, and eventually their relationship as well. Lance was shocked to hear that Lotor had given him his blessing, along with a Galra-style 'shovel talk'(relayed to him by the others). Lance hated to admit to his girlfriends that he hadn't told his team yet, that he was afraid to. But they were very understanding. After all they were supposed to be enemies. Lance had every right to fear Lotor's reaction, and they had the same right to fear Voltron's.
So for now, they simply enjoyed their clubbing dates all together. Nothing bad had happened yet, right?
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Team Voltron had been working on a group training challenge for the last few days. It had taken them a long time to get the hang of, but for the first time they actually passed the level! Keith had blocked a hot from Shiro with his sword bu cutting off the robots head. It flew to Hunk, who caught it and flung it at the last three robots. Two conked to the ground, and Lance shot the last one down.
The team cheered at their success.
"Good job team!" Shiro grinned.
Keith gave a small smirk, he was happy they passed.
"FUCK YEAH!" Pidge cheered.
"Language!"
"Finally! We did it!" Hunk cheered.
"GropTrill! YEAH!" Lance cheered the Galran term.
"Wait, what?" Pidge turned to Lance.
"Huh?" Lance lowered his cheering hands.
"What did you say?"
"I said yeah? I was cheering--"
"No, before that." Hunk asked. "What was that weird word."
"Oh, GrogTrill?" Lance clarifying.
"Yeah that." Keith spoke up. "That doesn't sound like Spanish, or Altean."
"Oh, yeah! Its, uh, Galran!" Lance answered truthfully. "Its a celebration word. Means something like 'We did it'!"
"When did you have time to learn Galran?" Pidge asked. "Even I can't understand the language."
"Hey, I'm already Bilingual! Its always been easy for me to learn other languages since I learned English." Lance raised his head high. "You may be tech smart, but I'm word smart!"
Pidge rolled her eyes. "Thats not a thing."
Before Lance could counter, Shiro spoke up.
"Answer the Question though, Lance." he said. "When did you learn Galran?"
"And what can you say?" Hunk asked, happily curious now.
"I can't say much," Lance admitted. "I know words like GrogTrill, Lilangran, and the classic 'verpid sa'."
"What do they mean?" Keith asked.
"Well I learned that Vrepid Sa is a declaration of devotion. Most of the Galra we fight claim it in the name of the empire, and that they're loyal to Zarkon. But its also used to tell your Lilangran. Lilangran means lover."
"Huh, you sure learned a lot of romantic words Lance." Pidge raised an eyebrow.
"What can I say, I'm a hopeless romantic!" Lance pretended to swoon.
The team laughed, or rolled their eyes with a chuckle. They seemed to forget about the question of where and when he learned these words. Lance was grateful for that, he didn't like lying to his team. Before they could even have the chance to remember the question either, the castle's alarms went off. Corran and Alurra cried out through the intercoms that Lotor and his Generals had just landed on a desolate planet. She was sure they were up to no good, and they had to get down there and stop them! The Team suited up and quickly flew their lions to the planet.
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Team Voltron tracked through the desert planet to where Lotor and his team had landed. There seemed to be a small Galran base. But it looked different than any other they had seen. There were gaurds and such, but when Pidge scanned it, they learned: There was no Prison, Database, or control room. They had no idea what this base could be for! But they knew it had to be for evil. So they decided to infiltrate it. Once they did--almost too easily--they split up to look for clues.
Lance, did not look for clues. He looked for his girlfriends instead. He had rested his bayard at his side, and was simply leisurely wandering through the halls of said 'base'. Lance had realized a few minutes before they split up what this place was: It was a house. It had a large kitchen and dining room, many bedrooms and activity rooms, and three different lounges!
Four actually, because Lance finally found his lovers in the fourth one. They sat in a circle cuddling, when they looked up and saw him.
"Babe!" Ezor cheered. She rushed up to him and lifted him into her arms.
"Lance!" Zethrid thundered up to him, and gave him a big hug too.
Narti came from behind and wrapped her arms(and tail)around Lance from behind. She didn't say anything(out loud or in his mind), but sent good vibes.
"Darling," Acxa greeted, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey girls!" Lance grinned. He gave them each a peck on the cheek.
"What are you doing here?" Acxa asked.
"Misson with Voltron." Lance shrugged. "They think you and Lotor are up to no good. Investigating this 'base' split up right now."
"How long do you think it will take for them to realize this is our vacation house?" Ezor giggled.
"I'd say...15 minutes!" Zethrid roared with laughter.
Lance faked gasped. "You truley think that little of my team?"
"Yes." Narti said telepathically.
"Narti!" Lance fake gasped again. "Such betrayl!"
Acxa pulled Lance into her lap. "get over here, Lance."
Lance squeaked at Acxa's sudden affection. She held him tightly and hid her face into Lance's neck.
"Acxa, whats up?" Lance asked, concerned. "You're not normally this cuddly."
Acxa grumbled to herself.
"Some guy tried to hit on her at our last diplomatic mission." Ezor said.
"WHAT?!" Lance gasped.
"Oh don't worry," Zethrid said. "Acxa totally sucker punched the pathetic Galra Soilder."
"But those kind of things do take a tole on her" Narti said.
"Thats why we're here. Lotor's giving us two days off, to calm down."
"I'm glad your here with us right now," Acxa spoke up. "They'll be better with you here."
Lance sighed sadly. "I wish I could stay, but--"
They could hear shouting from down the halls, fast approaching.
"Lance, this place is empty!" it was Pidge. "Not a single computar, or anyone even here--"
Pidge made it to the open doorway, and saw Lance in Acxa lap while sitting in a circle with Lotor's generals. She was in frozen shock for a bit, before so many thoughts ran through her head, Did Lance flirt his way into not getting killed? Were the Generals drugged? Was Lance--
"Well, uh, you asked me how I knew Romantic Galran Words!" Lance said, blushing.
"Wait....no. Lance, no." Pidge groaned.
"Uh....yeah?"
"Lance..you're dating all four of Lotor's Generals." Pidge sighed.
"Yup," Lance said.
"B-But its not like I told them any Voltron Secrets!" Lance cried out.
"We didn't tell him any Galra Secrets either," Narti said to Pidge telepathicly.
"Yeah, we're just whole heartedly LilanGrans!" Ezor smiled happily.
"Thats not gonna be a problem, it it?" Zethrid rasied his fist.
"Zethrid!" Lance scolded.
"I can't belive this..." Pidge seemed more frustrated than betrayed. That was good? "Shiros gonna blow a casket!"
"W-Wait, you're not gonna tell him are you?!" Lance asked.
"What--YES! Of course I'm gonna tell him! Imma tell everyone!"
"No! You can't!"
"Unless," Pidge smirked.
Lance glared. "Ah, there it is."
"What?" Acxa asked.
"Pidge wants a bribe."
"Yup," Pidge giggled. "You Galra ladies give me all the information you have on Sam and Matthew Holt. And Lance, you give me you're space squishmellow. In return, my lips are seeled. Heck, this entire mission won't even matter."
"I think we can do that." Acxa and the others agreed.
"Pidge you monster!" Lance cried. "You dare take Blue Jr from me?!"
"Deal or No Deal?"
"Deal." Lance grumbled.
…
Lance performed the devastating funeral-like march as he handed Blue Jr off to Pidge. The things he did for his LilanGrans…Pidge smirked and hugged the squishmellow close to her.
“Pleasure doing business with you,” she smirked.
“I’ll get you for this Pidge,” Lance glared. “I’ll rescue Blue Jr just you wait!”
“Ah! Ah! Ah! I don’t think you will~”
Lance suddenly got an idea, and smirked back. “Well fine, if you wanna be smug about it. That just means you won’t get to hear anything about my LilanGrans.”
“Ew, why would I wanna hear about your girlfriends?” Pidge scoffed. But she was really curious deep down, and Lance knew it.
Lance stayed silent, and simply waited for her to cave. “UHG FINE.” She cried out and shoved Blue Jr back into Lance’s arms.
“BABY!” Lance cheered.
“But I at least wanna barrow her!”
“Fine Fine!” Lance waved her away. “Now, where were we…”
“You were gonna tell me about—“
“I was talking to Blue Jr.”
“YOU IDIOT—“ Pidge tackled Lance
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Everyone kept their end of the bargain. Lance would hand over Blue Jr every time Pidge asked to barrow her, no questions asked. Ezor, Narti, Acxa, and Zethrid sent over everything they had on Pidge’s missing family. It was quite a lot, and they promised to send over anything else that came up.
And in return, Pidge kept a tight lip. Well, as tight as you’d expect her to be able to. She never said where Lance went in the deep night, or why his tracking tech would suddenly cut out on missions to certain galra bases. BUT—Pidge was still a little teasing shit. She would make little picks at Lance about his relationship. In front of everyone!
They’d be relaxing in the lounge as a team, and Keith would tease Lance about fauning over every Alein girl they met. And Pidge would pipe up saying something about how “Lance only likes women who can kick his ass.” Everyone would laugh, but Lance would just blush and give Pidge a glare. One of these days she was gonna spill everything(wether on purpose or not), he just knew it.
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In the end, it was not Pidge that revealed the secret: It was Lotor and his Generals! It was when Voltron had agreed to meet Prince Lotor for a meeting, in hopes of creating an alience and ending the war. Lance was obviously more excited than he let on. This could be it, the solution to everything! His sneaking out, his relationship, the war! It was finally all coming together.
Pidge giggled at Lance bouncing on his heels in excitement. They all stood in a Galran throne roommate, awaiting Lotor and his team. The doors were guarded, but also left completely wide open. It created a sense of safety and trust that none of this was a trap. However Lance and Pidge could see that everyone else was still very suspicious. Alurra and Shiro were successfully concealing it, but Keith wore a glare while Hunk a nervous frown.
“Chill out Hunk,” Lance said. “Sure they’ve been our enemies in the past. But imagine how cool it will be to have them on our side! To be our friends!”
Hunk’s shoulder’s relaxed, and he gave a slight smile. The promise of friendship always gave him hope.
And Lance really wanted Hunk’s approval in his relationship, as silly as it was.
Finally, Lotor and his Generals walked in. Lance had seen Lotor before when Alurra would show his picture in mission briefings. He was dressed professionally as always. Lance had made sure that his paladin armor was extra shiny and that he looked his best, because he wanted to make a good first ‘in person ‘ impression. Even if Lotor had already given his blessing. His Girlfriends however, had a different objective in this meeting apparently: to make Lance as red as a fire truck. They didn’t wear their armor, but instead the kind of clothes they would wear to the clubs. Except they decided to dress in their best-est outfits, the ones they knew Lance loved on them. Ezor wore her short bright orange dress. Narti wore her ‘alt’ outfit, but kept her cloak. Acxa wore her tank top to reveal her strong arms. Zethrid apparently had no chill, and wore her most skin tight clothing that stuck to her hot af mussels. Lance was already a sweating and blushing mess.
They all made their way to eachother, and met in the middle of the room. Alurra began to raise her hand to shake Lotor’s in greeting, but Lotor walked straight past her. He instead greeted Lance, and shook his hand. The others looked totally shocked at Lotor’s behavior, but also confused. Why was Lotor doing this? Didn’t he know that this was a secret—
Lance suddenly remembered last night…
Lance was on a call with his girlfriends, the night before the big allience meeting.
“C’mon Lance!” Zethrid cried.
“We’re gonna be allies!” Ezor cheered. “So we don’t have to hide anymore!”
“I know, but…” Lance hesitated.
“You’re not ashamed of us, are you?” Acxa raised an eyebrow.
“No! Of Course not!”
Narti poked her head into frame. She couldn’t talk to him telepathically over call, so she signed like Lance taught her instead. “Then tell them. Tonight.”
“Tonnight?!”
“Its the only way.”
Lance sighed. “Okay. I’ll tell them. But its getting late. So I have to do it now or never!”
“we believe in you!” They all cheered and then hung up.
Lance had made it to the lounge where everyone was. He was about to speak up, tell them everything, when the alarms went off. It wasn’t the galra, but a planet still needed help. It was a long fight that lasted well into the night. The team went to sleep right away after, and Lance didn’t get the chance to tell his tea, of his lovers.
Crap! Lance realized. They think that my team knows! But I didn’t get to tell them yet! And there was no way Lance could explain now, it was too late! Well, if it was gonna happen. It was gonna happen.
Lotor shook Lance’s hand, and placed another one on top in a tender way. “Lance, Blue Paladin,” he greeted. “Its an honor to finally meet you in person.”
Lance nodded, but didn’t say any words. He could see his team very confused, and Pidge’s look of dread.
“I must say I’ve heard so much about you—“
“UHM THIS IS PRINCESS ALURRA!” Lance quickly said, pulling Lotor over to her. “You know, our leader!”
“Of course,” Lotor said. He shook Alurra’s hand and bowed. “I meant no disrespect in shaking the Blue Paladin’s hand first.”
“Its alright,” Alurra said slowly.
“I’ve just been looking forward to meeting him—“
“Well hey wow, you guys sure took your time getting here!” Pidge spoke up this time.
“Pidge!” Shiro scolded her.
Pidge ignored it. “Lets get this meeting started, huh?”
Lance silently thanked Pidge with all his heart as a the others nodded and began to make their way to the meeting hall.
The generals however hung back near Lance. They all started down at him, dammit why was he the shortest?!
"You didn't tell them yet, did you?" Acxa stated.
Lance shook his head.
"Lance!" Ezor said sadly. "You said you would!"
"And I was just about to! But then the alarms rang and we had a late night mission, and it was so late when we got back we all just fell asleep!"
"Lance calm down," Narti placed a hand on his shoulder.
"This one isn't on you." Zethrid said.
"Thanks guys--"
"But we're done hiding." Acxa declared.
"What?" Lance asked.
Zethrid lifted Lance into his arms, princess carry. "They'll just have to find out now instead."
"WHAT?!"
"Yup! Through unfiltered LOVIN~!" Ezor nuzzled Lance's face.
"No! Wait! Narto Help!"
Narti leaned into Lance's face, and pecked him on the lips. Betrayl!
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Team Voltron and Lotor all entered the meeting room, but it seemed Lance and Lotor's generals had lagged behind a bit.
"Prince Lotor, I am so sorry about Lance." Alurra began. "I must confess he is probably flirting with your femakle generals and delaying them."
"I would expect nothing less of him," Lotor said casually.
"Whats that supposed to mean?!" Keith shouted. Was this guy saying he expected Lance to be silly? How rude!
"Well, isnt that what one is expected to do with their LilanGran?" Lotor asked.
"Lance said that word before," Shiro said. "What did it mean again?"
Before Lotor could answer and Pidge could intervene, Lotor's generals arrived in the room, Zethrid holding Lance in her arms. Lance didn't look in danger, but he did have his arms crossed in a huffy manor while blushing a lot.
"Ah, there you all are!" Lotor smiled. "Lance dear, I didn't get the chance before but will you join us for dinner?"
"We taught the chef's how to make those garlic knots you like!" Ezor cheered.
"Aw really?" Lance smiled at the girls.
Zethrid finally put Lance down, and the other Generals stood around him. Acxa and Ezor casually held his hands.
"Thats a very kind offer Lotor," Alurra said. "And I'm sure we would all love to join you after the aillence and treaty are discussed."
"Oh, I'm so sorry Princess, but I meant just Lance." Lotor looked like he felt really bad. "However tomorrow night we would love to host you all!"
Alurra looked incredibly insulted. Why Lotor treating Lance like the leader of Voltron? That title belonged to her! Before she could express this, Hunk did instead. Albeit calmer.
"I don't mean to be rude, but why are you giving Lance special treatment?" Hunk asked. "This is your first time meeting him! Any of us--"
"Yes, I've been so excited!" Lotor clapped his hands. "As I tried to say earlier, the Generals talk about dear Lance all the time! I've only been able to relay messages to him through them though--"
"Excuse me?!" Shiro stood up, losing his cool a bit. "What do you mean, relay messages to him?"
"Lance!" Hunk gasped, shocked. "Are you...a traitor?"
"Guys no!" Pidge stood up. "Its not like that!"
"Yeah!" Lance finally spoke up. "I would never betray Voltron!"
"Then what are these 'messages' Lotor sent you? Why to the Generals 'talk about you all the time'?!" Keith growled.
"Lance, what are you hiding from us?" Alurra demanded to know.
Lotor looked worried, scared he had done something wrong. He went to speak up, but his generals stopped him.
"Sir," Acxa said, grabbing his attention. "He was unable to tell his team last night like we thought."
"Oh." Lotor gasped. "Oh dear, I've said too much--"
"Its okay," Ezor said. "He needed to fess up anyway!"
"Do not worry Lotor. Lance will not hate you for this." Narti said.
"Yeah! And don't worry, he'll still come for dinner!" Zethrid roared with laughter.
"Lance!" Shiro yelled. "Answer the question!"
Lance stood in silent shock. He wanted to tell them everything, right there! But their angry glares and asumptions, it made him so scared. He couldn't even move.
Thank god for Pidge getting the ball rolling. "For goodness sakes!" she yelled. "Lance and Lotor's Generals are LilanGrans!" she yelled.
"What is a LilanGran?!" the team screamed.
"It means Lover in Galran." Lance finally spoke up. "Remember?"
The room had gone silent, and everyone stared in shock at Lance. Not for long, because questions began to fly everywhere. What? How? Where did you meet? When did this happen? Your dating all of them? You didn't tell them anything about Voltron have you? Is this why you know Galran?
Lance happily answered all of them, his Galra Girlfriends by his side, until his teammates were calm and satisfied.
"I can't say I'm happy with you for keeping secrets Lance," Shiro sighed.
"However given our reactions to your hints, I can see why you did." Alurra admitted.
"I can't beleive I thought you were a traitor, I'm so sorry." Hunk said.
"I forgive you." Lance smiled. "I'm just glad we can all be happy now."
Everyone happily agreed and the meeting finally began--
"WAIT A SECOND." Keith stood up and shouted. "HOW DID PIDGE ALREADY KNOW?!"
THE END
This totally dragged on lol but was fun to do.
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