Voltron Headcanons

Conversations With Pidge that Totally Happened at Some Point

"What do you mean 'cease to exist!?'"
"It means you stop existing, Lance! What's so hard to understand!?"
"But- ah wh— grr! Why would that happen?"
"Look. I have neither the time or the crayons to explain this to you. Just don't push the quiznacking button."
"But what does it DO, Pidge?"
"That's it. You're fired."

"WHY IS THE CODE NOT WORKING!?"
"What's going on, Pidge?"
"Hunk! I can't fix this piece of code!"
"Let me see."
"I doubt you can figure-"
"You misspelled start sequence. It's spelled stark sequins. You need sleep."
"Oh my GOD"

"Aw crap Pidge what did you do now!?"
"I fixed it."
"This is my arm Katie not a toy! I needed you to check it for bugs and tracking devices, not an upgrade!"
"But now it sounds like a lightsaber! It's perfect!"
"Katherine Marie Holt you fix this right now or so help me God I will—"
"Okay okay fine! Geez!"

"Oh my god! Pidge help me!"
"Keith what happened- oh my god."
"I tried to open the door!"
"You're literally in the ceiling what did you do!?"
"Okay I may or may not have triggered the defense system."
"Ughhhhh... I'm on it."

"Um, Pidge? Can I ask you something personal?"
"Sure go ahead Allura. That's what sleepovers are for."
"Why is it that though you are female you continue to bind your chest in a way to look male?"
"That's.... that's a good question. It's just a habit, you know? Plus, that's how the universe knows me now and boobs kinda get in the way. Maybe when my hair grows out and I look more feminine I'll stop, but I don't know."
"I understand. After all, I used to do the same thing."
"No way really?"
"It was a complicated time of my life."

"You know, scientifically speaking we could cook this at 523 degrees Celsius for six minutes, right?"
"That's a great idea, number five! Why didn't I think of that?"
"Oh boy Hunk's gonna love this."