Twisted [A Voltron x Reader Insert]

06. Training

After everything that had happened, Allura showed the paladins and [Y/N] their new rooms. Everyone was exhausted after fighting off a single Galra warship.

At the moment, [Y/N] was in her room, sleeping on her surprisingly comfy and soft bed. Unfortunately, her peaceful slumber was ended as alarms echoed through the castle, startling the poor girl awake.

She yelped as she fell off her bed, tangled inside the blanket like a cocoon. "Are you freaking kid--"

"Everybody up! Zarkon's attacking!" She heard Allura yell over the speakers. With those words, [Y/N] unraveled herself from her blanket and stood up, snatching her bow as she darted out the room.

"The castle's about to be destroyed!" The Princess exclaimed. "Go, go, go! We need Voltron now!"

"Hurry! We can't survive much longer!"

By the time she made it to the control room, there was no Galra soldiers and ships attacking. Maybe it was a drill? [Y/N thought. The others, except for Lance, ran into the room after a few seconds she did. Shiro was the only one in armor.

"Oh, no! Allura is dead! Aw, it's horrible! Her head fell off!" Coran exclaimed as he fell to his knees dramatically. "Wait! What? Her severed head is trying to speak to me! What is it, Allura's head? What are your final words?"

Allura-- who was definitely not dead-- looked up as she noticed all of us were now here, minus Lance, of course. "Coran."

"Oh, yes, Princess, I'm listening." He still acted all dramatic, as if he was an actor performing in a movie.

"It's over." She looked rather annoyed, and so did the others.

"Oh, I know!" He groaned. "If only Voltron had been formed," Coran then finally noticed them. "Oh! Time!"

"I guess this isn't an actual attack." Said Shiro.

"And it's a good thing it wasn't because it took you... Coran?"

"Seventy-five degrees," He said, causing everyone to give him very confused glances. "Oh, sorry. No, this is a meat thermometer."

"However long it was, it was too long," Allura looked away with an annoyed expression before walking towards the five. "You must always be ready to do battle with Zarkon. Look at you! Only Shiro is in uniform. Keith, Pidge, Hunk, where are your bayards? [Y/N]'s not even on the team and she at least has her weapon! And where is Lance?"

As if on cue, the door slid open to reveal Lance holding a cup. He was wearing a blue robe and Blue Lion slippers. His face was also practically shining. He yawned. "Good morning, everybody. What's going on?"

[Y/N] just sweatdropped at him. Is this how he was going to show up during an actual attack?

"Coran and I have been up for hours getting the Castle back in order. We had to run a test on the alarms, and we decided to test you as well," Allura informed and placed her hands behind her back. "Guess which one failed."

"Hey!" Hunk yawned. "You got to sleep for 10,000 years, man. Monday night, I was on Earth. Now I've flown through space, fought some evil alien named Zarkon, eaten goo in some weird castle. That's a lot to process in, uh... I-I don't know. What day is today?"

"It's the third quintant of the Spicolian movement. Hump Day!" Coran exclaimed cheerfully.

"It's a lot to process."

"You must understand the stakes of our mission," Allura brought up a holographic screen and pressed a few buttons. The room was filled with holographic stars as red dots started to spread throughout it. "Over the last 10,000 years, the Castle picked up distress beacons from the following locations. So, we have to assume that Zarkon has conquered almost the entire known universe. Earth is here. An attack on your planet is inevitable."