Sir and Lady Oneshots

Valentines Day - Shidge.

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Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all

He was Matt's best friend first. 

He was the cadets her father was so proud over. 

He easily joined the Holt family.

It wasn't love, not at first. 

She wouldn't even call the tiny spark she held as a crush at first. 

It was anxiety over meeting someone new, getting comfortable around someone new. 

She wouldn't ruin the good memories over them turning on the Wii and playing Just Dance together like silly and uncaring teens. 

They were both awful at the game but absolutely loved it anyway. 

It broke the ice between them and no matter the reason during his visit, he'd find time for at least once dance with her. 

Just Dance were their thing, as silly as it sounds, it made them happy. 

But the mission came. 

She learnt the news. 

Didn't believe the lies told. 

Her old Wii was left collecting dust somewhere in her room. Removing from the living room downstairs by her mother when it hadn't been used for so long.

It wasn't even plugged into the tiny and barely able to call a tv in her room. 

She never noticed that it wasn't plugged in anymore. 

Garrison was tough. 

She gave up a lot to stand as a cadet. 

Risked so much to be apart of a team she didn't really want to be with, she needed to be alone to sneak around after all. 

She lost apart of herself along the way. 

Music never caught her attention, never did before but she always kept an ear out for songs that might appear in future Just Dance games. 

The game never popped up into her thoughts anymore. 

The good memories faded as time past and slowly became forgotten. 

Shiro crashing to earth was both a blessing and a curse. 

She wanted it to be her brother or father, she needed it to be one of them. 

But it wasn't and with Shiro, they learnt over Voltron and became paladins. 

Without Shiro, they would have been stuck on earth and fallen to the Galran early on. 

She was Pidge now. 

Katie seemed like somebody else now. 

Pidge had forgotten how to be like Katie, left her to rot in the mental prison she was force within. 

Shiro wasn't Takashi anymore. 

He needed Katie to be untouched by the war. 

He had failed both Sam and Matt, he couldn't allow her to become lost like them. 

He had used the old name, one that felt foreign to them both. 

Until Lance humming a random tune brought back of memories of dancing. 

Katie could be known again, name called once more without leaving him with a sandy taste in his mouth. 

She would accept that she gained a crush. 

She lived in a castle surrounded by caring, loving, supportive, hot men and a foxy princess. 

Her Bi self had mostly assumed she died in the Garrison and was in a torturous heaven. 

It was so easily for admiration to turn into a stupid, uncontrollable crush. 

She hated it. 

"Well, Love is a tricky old thing. One can not control who they love nor can they control when they fall out of love. There's so many different forms of love and so many different feelings to it that .. I don't think love holds one answer and never has"

Love truly was the biggest unknown in the universe even with so many given answers over the topic. 

A crush could be controlled, at first. 

But allies threw gatherings and rescued planets held celebration parties. 

She knew how horrible she was at dancing and she bother to accept Coran's lessons as she didn't see the point at the time. 

But now she felt embarrassed as she hid in one of the many corners of the nonagon shaped room. 

Until Shiro arrived, Takashi smile's on his face as he offered his hand. 

They were both as terrible as they remembered but their laughs echoed in the room. 

Just Dance wasn't known this far out of space but the joyful fill it had brought them both so long ago had returned. 

And then they lost the black paladin. 

Shiro was gone all over again. 

He brought that happiness, broke the ice with dance just to leave all over again. 

She didn't have a Wii to just leave untouched and unneeded this time around. 

Music still played around her at every planet's party held for them. 

Her crush had somewhere turned into love as the war grew on. 

As time passed, she grew up and accepted what she felt. 

And as the war was won and all was able to return home. 

She returned to her old bedroom. 

Plugging in the old Wii that was so outdated the rest of the planet might laugh over how Voltron's tech had the oldest gadget known now. 

But she still set it up. 

Chose on of her old favourites and danced like no one was watching once more. 

She wasn't going to allow old memories to turn bitter or stop her from doing something she learnt to love. 

Love was so many things and so much but she'd love on her own grounds. 

And she'd leave that second controller tucked beside her Wii, letting it collect dust as it waits for the rightful owner to pick it up and join her again. 

She'll keep the Wii working until the dust is finally brushed away and the controller is used.