Nothing is Good in War Except it's Ending-Voltron x Reader

Chapter Four: Training With Benefits

"Left hook." Nunarae advised as I brawled with a robot.

If you're wondering how I figured things out, there was a manual thing by the door. I would've missed it if the ear possessing goddess hadn't pointed it out.

"Jump."

I did, just as the robot attempted tripping me. This was basically training with benefits.

"Kick his ribs." Nunarae said, but I punched instead. The robot grabbed my arm and flipped me, causing a wail of surprise to slip from my throat.

"IDIOT!" Nunarae roared. "ROLL AWAY! QUICKLY!"

"Alright, okay, dear gods..." I mumbled, and shot away before the robot could stomp my face in.

"Jump. Jump! JUMP!"

I did, in the following order. The robot had decided to play dirty and pull a knife on me.

"HEY! THATS VERY UNFAIR! UNFAIR! CHEATER!" I yelled, and scrambled away.

"Weapons on the wall. I advise a dagger." Nunarae said blandly.

"Thank you!" I yelped, and dove to the display of weapons. I snatched up a dagger, which looked like it was made out of silver, and faced the robot in a ready stance.

The robot raced forwards,and I ducked, tripping him and causing him to crash into the weapon display. I flinched, and stumbled away.

Luckily, he was dumb enough to ignore them and stick with the knife. He ran at me again.

"Duck. Left. Right. RIGHT! YOUR OTHER RIGHT!" Nunarae shouted.

I dove to my 'other right', and ended up tumbling instead of doing a barrel roll thing I'd imagined in my head.

"You're a clutz! Oh! Oh! His legs! Slash them!"

I saw that the robot was running forwards again, and I did as told. This caused him to trip right over me, and lay there unmoving.

"Yes!" Nunarae and I cried in union.

"Thank the gods!" I cried.

"I'll do that." Nunarae joked.

Now, these guys were actually hard to think of as gods, because anyone within the galaxy would be able to see, hear, and touch them. They were more like powerful beings with special powers and things to guard. They acted much like gods, though.

I heard applauding from the entranceway, and I turned to see Keith leaning against the frame, wearing a black shirt and jeans. Also, a red and white metal sword was at his side.

"Impressive. And 'gods'? Plural?" Her rose an eyebrow at me.

I rolled my eyes. "Eves dropping is taboo in my land." I lied.

"No it isn't." Nunarae said.

"Shu–Never mind." I muttered. "Did I take too long?"

"Sort of, but no worries. It was an interesting fight to watch. It was almost as if you were influenced." He grinned.

I felt myself pale. That was a little too close to reality.

"Ha ha." I forced a smile.

"I thought you said you were tired?" He strode over to me, and offered me a hand.

I gratefully took it, and hauled myself up. "I was... unsure about the whole bed concept thing idea..." I muttered, flushing a little. I wasn't lying, but I wasn't telling the truth either.

"You're scared of the bed?" He rose an eyebrow at me.

"No." I snapped.

"Yes." Nunarae mumbled.

"Possibly." I justified. She made a mumbling sound.

"Do you need me to teach you?" He laughed. I cuffed his shoulder.

"Shut it, you. You'd be unsure too if you were sleeping on a metal plate for a year." I pointed out.

"Yeah, yeah..." He seemed to be at a loss of words for a moment, then grabbed my hand gently. "You... you know that I'm here, right? The whole team is here, if you need or want to talk about it. We'll listen."

I felt myself shiver, and I nodded. "Y-yeah. I've got it."

"Good." He seemed relieved, and dropped my hand. I felt a little upset about that, but I didn't tell him.

"I'm going to go..." My sentence withered away.

"Rest? Try out the bed?" He grinned.

"I'll murder your soul.." I muttered. That was a saying I got from Nunarae, who, if you didn't know already, was the goddess of the afterlife.

"Yeah, yeah. Go away. Get out of here." He chuckled. I gave him another cuff on the shoulder, and left the training area. Seconds later, I heard a metallic clash.

I walked to my room, and stared at the bed for a moment.

Let's forget about hitting the pillow. The moment I touched the bed I was lights out.