𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭: 5/30/2023
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(This is what Homura will be wearing. This is my art, please don't steal, repost, or trace it.)Homura's POV
"Galaxy Garrison flight log 5-11-14. Begin descent for rescue mission." Lance said. A cuban boy with chocolate hair and blue eyes. He's also a very cocky person, but also very funny once you get to know him.
"Lance, can you keep this thing straight?" Hunk, a Samoan boy with dark brown eyes and hair, said. He's really nice once you get to know him.
"Relax, Hunk, I'm just getting a feel for the stick. It's not like I did this!" Lance swerved. Hunk groaned. Lance swerved again. "Or this."
"Okay, unless you want to wipe beef stroganoff out of the little nooks and crannies in this thing, you'd better knock it off, man!"
"We've picked up a distress beacon!" Pidge Gunderson said, their trying to find her brother and father when they got lost with my older adoptive brother, Shiro. I'm the only one who knows about this probably because we're roommates, and the most mature of the four of us. Lance started to push buttons and give out orders.
"All right, look alive, team! Pidge, track coordinates."
"Copy." Pidge started to track the coordinates
"Knock it off, Lance! Please!" Hunk yelled, as Lance swurved it.
"This one's on you, buddy. We've got a hydraulic stabilizer out." Lance shot back. Sometimes I wonder how he's going to become a space pilot.
"Oh no." Hunk gagged
"Oh, no. Fix now, puke later." Lance yelled at him.
"I lost contact. The shaking is interfering with our sensors." I heard Pidge say.
"The cargo won't be able to be good enough to help them in time!" I quickly yelled out in the back, before falling off of my seat, while I was securing the cargo.
"Homura, lock the cargo and everything else down securely, rest assured, it's going to be a bumpy ride. Come on, Hunk!" Lance said. I did exactly that and locked everything else down. I've gotten used to this after one year at Galazy Garrison. I quickly buckled my seat before Lance hit something again.
All of this still feels so weird after my universe and their universe merged, despite it being a year after all that happened. Also, how come I'm the only one who knew what happened before this? Who knows, maybe all my questions will be answered one day.
"It's not responding." Hunk said. Oh, no. He had a sick expression on his face, I checked for a bag he could throw up in. He had already gotten to the gearbox before I could get one.
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Voltron Magia
FanfictionAn alternate universe where Homura is Keith's little sister. What happens when two earths fuse together and the only one who remembers everything is 15-year-old Homura Akemi? Post-Rebellion and around episode 5 season 3 of Voltron Klance Yea, I'm ba...