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"Hunk! Thank goodness, buddy! Ya think you can let us out?"

"Do I think? I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that," Hunk stomped off to the controls, miffed.

"Don't be like that! I knew you could do it, I just wanted to ask nicely," Lance clarified.

"First, are you feeling okay? And second, next time phrase it better."

"For you, anything, big guy!" Lance winked. However he caught an odd look on Keith's face. He raised an eyebrow in question, but the Red Paladin looked away.

"Um, this thing is already off," Hunk informed them.

"Huh?" Lance pressed his hands against where he thought the wall should be and found that Hunk was right.

"Yeah, it was on a timer. It's been off for 40 minutes, how did you guys not notice?"

"We got separated, so we sat down for a bit," Lance explained as he thought about how he hadn't been leaning against the wall all that time, but Keith's back. That guy was rock solid.

"Well, I feel really stupid," Keith admitted. "I'm going to my room."

"I'll go too!" Lance announced.

Keith shot him a withering look and Hunk a look of confusion.

"My room. Not Keith's. Keith will be in his room and I will be in my room. Separate rooms. Reflecting on things. Separately."

"Oh, that reminds me, I fixed your door," Hunk said.

"Aw, thanks big guy! You're my hero, you know?" Lance flirted.

"Oh, I know."

Lance hurried off to follow Keith back to the bedrooms. As Keith disappeared behind the red door Lance noticed that Hunk had fashioned a new handle for his out of spare parts. It wasn't pretty but it worked and that was all that mattered in Lance's book.

Throwing himself on the bed he looked up at the ceiling and waited for the lights to fade. So much had happened. And as much as he hated having nothing to do, he thought he might welcome a boring day every now an then. He preferred shenanigans over drama.

But as the lights began to fade to reveal the sky as seen from Earth, Lance instead turned to the wall opposite the door. Touching a button, the wall became transparent, giving him an unobstructed view of the universe from where he lay.

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