Chapter Thirty-Nine: Years Later

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A few many maybe more years later...

I was chatting and laughing with a few friends and deities, drinking smoothies and drinking in the afternoon sun.

My smoothie was a pinkish colour. It was the one that was named after me after I was presumed dead. Everyone else had the same.

It was my brother and I's anniversary of arriving back home, and not a day went by when I worried for the Paladins and the fate of the universe.

But I held myself high. Nothing brought me down anymore. Five years of physical and mental torture did have its benefits, I suppose.

"Yo, (Y/n)! Snap outa that head of yours!" (B/n) said, waving his hand in front of my face.

"Wait, there's something in there?" One of my friends snickered.

"Hunter, now you're just asking for me to knock that smoothie out of your hands." I deadpanned.

"Would you really do that to something named after you?" He wrinkled his nose.

"I have, and I can." I announced, taking a threatening step towards him.

But then there was a harsh rumbling sound, that seemed to come from everywhere.

I whirled around, looking up at the sky instinctively. And in the brilliant blue sky, was a pale white ship, coming down to our planet.

"Holy ever loving–"

"Language!" Everyone cried. I was tempted to tackle them. All of them. At once. I bet you I could.

As the ship descended, I began to recognize it. No way. This could not be happening. Nope. Nope nope nope.

Okay, it was.

"Don't do it, don't you dare say it–"
(B/n) began.

"LATER NERDS!" I yelled, turning into a dragon and launching myself into the sky, dropping my smoothie in the process.

I flew as fast as I could, ignoring the roaring sound of the ship as I grew closer. My heart raced a mile a minute.

Ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.

I glided down to a hill, skidding to a stop and tearing up a bunch of wildflowers and grass with my talons. I almost tumbled down said hill.

The ship landed in a clearing the hill overlooked with an epic hiss, and I crouched down. I desperately hoped that they didn't see me.

The doors opened, and there was seven people in the entrance way. Allura, Coran, Pidge, Hunk, Lance, Keith and Shiro, to be exact.

Lance was the first one out.

"Look at this place!" He exclaimed, looking like a child who'd just found a secret stash of smoothies. He jumped out into the field, spinning around with his arms wide, facing the Paladins. "No wonder (Y/n)'s people live here!"

"Don't forget (B/n)." Pidge pointed out.

My ears pricked up in interest. That's a change in regarding my brother, I noted.

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