How To Say Goodbye

He looked herself up and down in the mirror and sighed. When was he ever going to have a sense in style?
Wearing flip-flops,a too small tee shirt that flashed his thin stomach when he raised his hands and some old faded shorts, he looked like he was going for a stroll on the beach. Not for a training meeting with the palidins, Allura and Coran.
He snickered to himself when he thought of the others clothes though. Hunk seemed to be the only one who was dressed like he was from this century. Smiling fondly at the mention of his friend he turned from the mirror and went back to his thinking.
Was he a palidin? Yes and no. Yes because he had a lion(blue) and went on missions with the others.
But at the same time no; because he didn't feel he fit in. The others would talk and chat and laugh but when he walked into the room it seemed all the sound would drain out.
He didn't feel part of the team.
He wasn't like Shiro.
He wasn't a flawless leader who could destroy an army with the swipe of his hand. He didn't have a robot arm which gave him super strength.
He wasn't like Keith.
He wasn't a skilled pilot who had no fears. He locks up his anger and pain, unlike him. He wasn't as into fighting as he was.
He wasn't like Pidge.
He wasn't as smart as them and could never BE smarter than them. He couldn't hack into a galra base blindfolded and couldn't understand a computer like them.
He wasn't like Hunk.
He couldn't cook as good as him and couldn't be trusted as easily as the others trusted him. Hunk was an amazing mechanic and could fix a broken ship blindfolded.
He couldnt be like Allura. He couldn't pilot the ship if the lives all the universe counted on him. He couldnt just take control like she did over people.
Then there was Coran.
Ahh Coran. His crazy space uncle and the most similar to him out of every one.
They were alike. They were both deathly homesick and would sit up on the star deck for hours telling each other stories of their families and planet. Sometimes they would lay together watching the stars and holding each other until they fell asleep.
They were close. When one of them felt down the other would emediatly know and would comfort each other.
They would talk about the things they missed about what they missed and laugh about happy times.
But now wasn't a happy time. Now he was begining to think he would never be part of the team.
Then, he reaslised:
Lance Sanchéz was replaceable.
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The rest of the palidins were unreplacable
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Voltron didn't need the Blue palidin
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Blue trusted so easily she could almost pick any person on the street to be her palidin
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He didn't need to be part of the team. He didn't need to let people down any longer. Sure, he had had the strongest bond of any palidin in centuries. But Blue could pick another...
He could probably leave and no one would notice.
So that was what he was going to do.
He sat up from the bed he was lying on and started to pack his things.
When he was done and had quietly made his way into the escape pod areas, he looked at the castle one last time, remembering all of the happy times he shared there.
He looked away and, thinking only of the smile his mother would give him when he got home, took off. Just then, he swore he could hear the sad rumble of a giant lion as he shooted out into space.
The End.
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