I glanced around, looking for lance, trying to see if my ship even had a chance of happening. If I could get his opinions on Keith, I might be able to try and set them up! Who knows, it might just work.
I knocked on lance's door, the only place I havent checked for him. No suprise that it opened and he was standing there. "Hey, I wanna talk to you."
"Pidge? Wanting to talk to me? This has never really happened! You usually tell me to fuck off."
"Can I talk to you or not?!"
"Come on in." I did so, and he sat on his bed, while I took a seat at the desk chair. "So what's going on?"
"What do you think of keith?"
"Huh? Why are ya askin?"
"Just curious."
"Well, he's my rival. He's got a terrible mullet and that scar on his face that looks undeniably hot, and he's really short, like you, but not." I glared, but let him continue. "Like something I want to hold close. He's fisty as fuck, and in all honesty, really damn cute. I didn't want to admmit it to myself before, but I like him. A lot, and not in a friend way."
"Oh gee, I didn't notice." I said in a sarcastic tone. He rolled his eyes.
"Just, don't tell him okay? I want to tell him myself. Maybe when he doesn't see me as a rival anymore." I snorted, and he gave me a confused look, which I covered up with a cough.
"Just choked for a sec." He nodded, shrugging it off.
"Hey, wanna play a video game?"
"Actually, I have to check on culternicker, But you can always ask keith." He blushed getting what I was implying. "Good luck!" I dashed out before he could yell after me. Let's see how well this works.
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FanfictionLance keeps calling keith babe. He doesn't realize hes doing it, and nobody says a word since its entertaining. Keith is in agony.