My Hotheaded Paladin (Keith x Reader)

"Coincidences"

Your P.O.V. -

Back to flying in space with nothing to do.

"Allura, try the sonic wave," said Pidge, still trying to contact Earth.

"Okay, I'll try," said Allura. "...It's still not working. And it probably won't work again until our power-cores are recharged."

"Roger that," said Pidge. "Well, our long-range scanners still haven't detected any planets nearby. No star systems, nothing."

"Ugh. How long have we been out here?" Lance asked.

"Going on four movements," said Romelle.

"And how long is it gonna take is to get to Earth at this speed?" Lance asked.

"I think Pidge said something like ten billion deca-phoebes," said Romelle.

"I said one and a half Earth years," said Pidge.

"Eh."

"Whoa, whoa," said Hunk. "Wait, there's a big discrepancy between ten billion deca-phoebes and one and a half Earth years. Which one is it?"

"It's one and a half Earth years!" Pidge snapped. "We've gone over this several times, though there may be a margin or error of about a month, depending on any time dilation we encounter."

"Look," said Shiro. "We knew this wasn't going to be an easy or quick voyage, but replacing the Castle of Lions is our top priority."

"We just have to stay sharp and maintain discipline," said Keith. "We knew when we started this journey that we'd be low on power. We didn't plan on going through the galactic void, but we'll get through it."

"Don't worry, guys. We'll run into something eventually that'll turn this trip around," said Lance.

"I'm holding your word to that," I said.

"What makes you so sure?" Hunk asked.

"If my experience in space has taught me anything," said Lance. "It's that something always comes along to kill us."

Time Skip

"Hey, Pidge, why is it so dark out here?" Lance asked.

"I can't be sure," said Pidge. "But my theory is that this area is surrounded by some kind of nebula that blocks most of the light."

"Oh, yeah," said Lance. "Must be a patch of that dark matter I've heard about."

"That isn't what dark matter is," said Pidge.

"Although, when it's this dark, I guess it doesn't matter, right, guys?" Hunk joked.

I gave a small, genuine laugh.

"Hunk, that was kinda clever," I smiled.

"Thanks (F/n)," he said.

"You liked that joke, (F/n)?" Lance asked, surprised.

"I love puns and wordplay!" I said.

"Guys, I think I might have an idea on how to get those lions back to full power," said Shiro.

"And you're just now telling us this?" Lance asked.

"Well, sorry, Lance," said Shiro. "But I guess having my consciousness transplanted from the infinity of Voltron's inner quintessence into the dead body of an evil clone of myself has left me a little out of sorts for the past few weeks."

"...Oh. Yeah."

"What is it, Shiro?" Keith asked.

"It's difficult to articulate, but remember when we were fighting Zarkon and we were hit with that beam that drained all of our quintessence?" Shiro asked.