Voltron: Blinded Love [Voltron WA 2017]

Space Dad

~Jinx~

Finally, I got to sleep without someone trying to murder me.

Wait. . .

My eyes fluttered open, only to see a bare chest and my eyes widened, sitting up to see Shiro?!

Oh my god! Oh my god!

We didn't do anything, right?!

"Whoa, calm down Jinx, what's wrong?" He asked, his morning voice deep.

"U-um, did we do anythin-?"

"Hm? Oh! No, I would never do that unless you're comfortable with it, don't worry, we didn't do anything, I promise," He explained and I sighed in relief.

"Atleast we can relax," I mumbled as he wrapped his arm's around my waist and I leaned against his shoulder.

"I still can't believe you love me," He chuckled and I looked up at him.

"How can I not? You trust me, you're handsome, generous, and even though I'm Zarkons daughter, you love me," I explained.

"Well, then I guess it's my turn to tell you how I fell for you," He smiled.

"You're beautiful, an amazing fighter, kind, loving, you cared for me when I came back with bruises from the fights when I was Champion," I blushed at every word that he said.

"Is that so?" I asked and he nodded, smiling.

"Shiro, Jinx, please come down to the detainment room!"

And here I thought we'd be able to relax.

"Come on, get dressed," I groaned and started to undress from my night gown.

"Whoa! What are you doing?!" Shiro panicked as he closed his eyes and I chuckled.

"You've seen me before!" I shouted as he walked out and I chuckled before putting my outfit one grabbing my weapon and walking out after him.

"Okay guys, Sendaks almost all hooked up, but I have to warn you, this tech was used to keep Altean memories alive, not to interrogate prisoners," Coran warned as I arrived.

"Coran, we understand that this isn't what the technology was meant for, but if we can extract Sendaks memories then we may gain valuable intelligence on Zarkons troop locations," Shiro explained.

Um, don't they realize that they could just ask me?

I was his closest that he would share secrets with.

"Yeah, then we can just be like, 'knock knock, who's there? The avenging fiery of Voltron son!'"

Lance, you're an idiot.

"Fascinating, so how exactly does this work?" Pidge asked, leaning against the glass that contained him.

"As the memories are extracted, they're taken apart into molecules of the micro storage trans," Coran explained.

"When I go, I want all my stuff in my brain stored in a giant ship," Lance sighed.

"The amount of information in your brain could be stored in a paper airplane," Keith commented and I chuckled.

"Oh yeah?! Well the amount of information you have Keith could be. . ." Lance trailed off.

"Yeah?" Keith asked, knowing Lance has nothing.

"Uh, it's less then what I have!" Lance finished.

"Oooh! Good one Lance!"

I turned around and walked over to Lance.

"Lance, you know who you remind me of?" I asked, a smirk playing it's way onto my lips.

"Who?" He asked.

"The little brother I never wanted,"

"OOH! Good one Jinx!" Pidge high fived me as Lance frowned.

"You're such a child" Shiro grabbed my hand and brought me back to him, wrapping one arm around my waist.

He acts so much like a dad.

Space dad.

"I'll be right back" I walked off.

I love that dork.

~Shiro~

Everyone else went off somewhere else, me, I stayed.

"I know you're in there Sendak, tell me," I growled, growing impatient.

"Gah! You're a broken soldier! You can't hold out forever," I growled as I hit the glass, only for his memories to start pouring out.

"So you can hear me," I murmered.

"What was the first rank you held in Zarkons army?"

Nothing.

"Where did you find the Red Lion?"

Silence.

"What is Zarkons greatest weakness?"

"What makes you think you can possibly defeat him?"

I looked around, startled to hear his voice but found nothing.

"If you were to attack Zarkon, where would you strike?"

"Why strike at all? When you can join him"

One more.

"Who is Jinx Jade to Zarkon?"

"Why trust her? She's Zarkons own flesh and blood, do you really think she'd leave her last family member behind?"

These are all lies!

She loves me!

Right. . .?