Sir and Lady Oneshots

Holt's Take Over - Plance/Katt.

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No one knew what had originally started the Holt siblings take over on the Atlas but it had lasted for a full six days already. The Atlas had been completely hacked by both siblings and they'd only return the Atlas to Shiro's control during an attack or emergency.

It seemed the two genius siblings had realized they held rights too and deserved to have their demands met. As well as dealing with their own space related trauma in an unhealthy coping method by acting like pirates and taking over command of the Atlas. 

"I want chicken nuggets! Not Dino-nuggets, they taste like shit. They're not even real nuggets. You people lied to me. I was willing to do in space for you lairs!" Katie childishly snapped out over the coms as she wouldn't accept anything but chicken nuggets outside their hideout now. 

She's just recently felt the betrayal over learning Dino-nuggets weren't as yummy and nugget tasting as everyone had promised her they would. They were awful, she hated them so much and now she was left without her nuggets once more. 

"Only good little heroes who return control of the Atlas to the commander gets chicken nuggets. The good ones" Colleen told her daughter stubbornly and treating her teenage paladin of Voltron hero daughter as if she was five and misbehaving. 

"I got a boo boo on my leg and no one tried to kiss it better while I was a prisoner. My boo-boo really hurt at the time. The Galra were so mean for not kissing the pain away at least" Matthew  sobbed out as he rocked himself on the floor, wondering why no one had kissed his leg injury from Shiro better like his parents always promised would happen. 

Matt still held a scar over his left leg from where Shiro had slashed at his leg and he still remembered not gaining any kisses to make the pain go away or to make it all better while he was thrown back in his cell. He gained no medical treatment and he deserved those better kisses now. 

"Nothing will go wrong while I carry on my experiments while pregnant, she said. Our children wouldn't be effected by the random experiment being spilled during her pregnancies, she said.  Our children wouldn't gain her terrorist genes, she said. Parenthood will be fun, she said. Let's have another child, She said. Teaching the kids to built a bomb was encouraging their intelligence to grow, she said. It's be so cure to have smart kids, she said" Sam ranted to himself in the corner of the room as he remembered all his wife's promises during both pregnancies and knew he was a sucker for believing her. 

Sam knew he shouldn't have agreed to marry his wife who was very push and demanding before they were even dating. He should have moved away and adopted a sweet indoor cat. Heck, he might have adopted an brave outdoor cat too. He wanted cats, not a family that kept committing crimes behind his back. 

"I'm never believing nor trusting you again. If they end up getting me fired from another job than you'll be the one returning to work until retirement. I'll stay home and lie to the police whenever they've committed a crime" Sam scoffed back towards his wife as he aimed an accusing finger towards her. She was to blame for all of this, he just knew it. His family had heart attacks in the family history, not criminal dna.