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

Chapter Nine: Mending

I sat in the same room where I'd popped out of that 'healing pod'. My legs were crossed together, and I was in the very centre of the room on the floor.

I stared down at the blinking light under my skin. I was exhausted, now. The amount of time being the dragon exhausted me, because of how big I
was then compared to how small I was now. It also takes some energy powering the extra body parts. You get me?

"You alright, (Y/n)?" I heard Shiro ask. In less then two days, these guys were caring for me. I felt touched, in a way.

I nodded. I was in one of those phases where I just didn't want to put the effort into talking. Like those moments were you just can't anymore.

"You're antisocial..." Nunarae muttered.

"No, I'm not." I pointed out, out loud.

Everyone gave me a strange look.

"Sorry." I pointed to my ear. "The goddess again."

Nunarae didn't speak after that. I guess that she was unsure on what to do now that they all found out about her.

Pidge was tapping away on a computer in front of me. Both Lance and Hunk sat next to them, watching the screen. In the reflection of Pidge's glasses, I saw lines and lines of code. I decided not to ask.

Keith paced, glancing at me from time to time. He had a right to be nervous, of course. An all powerful Devine being was possessing an ear piece that a newcomer who could turn into a dragon had. You never know when she might snap. Anyways, it was rather distracting.

Shiro was speaking to Allura and Coran in quiet tones. I could tell that it was about me.

"It is." Nunarae confirmed. I could subconsciously feel her nod.

I sighed, and scratched the back of my neck. Impatience settled around me in an uncomfortable blanket.

I looked down at my hands, clenching them into fists and unclenching them. The light didn't stop blinking, and I knew that this would begin to annoy me. I was surprised that I hadn't noticed this before.

I yawned. Nunarae muttered something about me being lazy. I rolled my eyes.

"I've got it!" Pidge announced, very suddenly and very loudly.

I probably jumped ten feet in the air. At least.

"(Y/n), come here." Pidge said, gesturing for me to come forwards.

I scrambled over, Lance shuffling away so I could sit in between him and the green paladin. He put an arm around me, but I shoved him away, leaning towards the computer to see what was going on.

"Ow." Lance remarked.

I ignored him, and turned to face Pidge, confused.

Before I could react, Pidge held out something that looked like a cord and took my wrist (quite forcefully) and jabbed it at the blinking light, sending a very harsh shock through my body.

I shrieked, and pushed away, scrambling back.

"Just what in the name of Nunarae was that for!?" I yelled, rubbing my now very numb arm.

Static exploded in my ear, and I heard said goddess's voice try to speak through. I reached up and tapped the ear piece, and after a couple seconds, it came back online.

"I'm back, sorry. Had to quickly grab Nesanke." She reported. Nesanke was her brother, god of mending. I realized he must've fixed the static and stuff. Her voice was also way more clearer than before.

"Sorry. Needed an electric shock to one), know where exactly the thing is in case we need to take it out. And two), to get the new information in and the old information out. Basically like a usb stick." Pidge explained.

I furrowed my eyebrows at the saying 'usb stick', but I think that I understood the idea of it.

I shook out my hand, trying to wake it up. "Could've given some warning, you know.." I muttered.

"I didn't know how you would react, so I did it quickly." They shrugged, and I stuck my tongue out at them. Pidge grinned, then began tapping away again.

"Stop with that shaking. Seriously–" Nunarae muttered.

"Hey, (Y/n)!" A deep, handsome voice interrupted. That was Nesanke.

I smiled, probably managing to look stupid in the process, but I did it anyways.

Currently, what was happening, a part Nesanke's soul had temporarily gone into my ear piece to fix some things. I could tell he'd finished, because he normally had a lame joke to tell me afterwards. This was partially how I'd gotten through my time on Zarkon's ship, because of Nesanke's stupid jokes.

"What kind of coat is always wet when you put it on?" Nensanke said between very childish giggles.

"Brother, I swear–"

"A COAT OF PAINT!" He yelled. "SORRY SIS! SEE YOU AROUND!" I felt his spirit disappear.

I suddenly felt a heavy weight fall on my shoulders. He'd just gone home. I felt tears gather in my eyes.

"Don't worry, (Y/n), we'll get home eventually." Nunarae whispered.

Eventually. I didn't like that word, because there was a possibility of never, unless my dead body was being brought back to be buried.

Before I knew it, I was out of the room with tears streaming down my face.