Long Naps (klancelot) (bxb)

Chapter 4

^^I'm so sorry...I had to.
Video: Keith x Mothman by Anthony k
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Keith didn't get anything out of the Galra at the tavern except for weird looks. He wasn't very good at talking to people. He really wished that Lance would have stayed with him, but he had insisted that they split up. Lance was usually right next to him, so it was weird to Keith that he wasn't today.

Keith set out back into the town. The tavern didn't leave him in the best of moods. He wandered the crowded streets. This day was not going well for Keith. He was feeling over stimulated from all of the sounds, smells, and sights.

A few times, Keith caught glimpses of Lance. He would see him laughing or blushing at a tall chick with long white hair before disappearing back into the crowd. Keith didn't like that. Lance was flirting with randoms again instead of working. If things played out as they usually did, Lance would get himself in trouble and compromise the mission.

Keith was hungry, but he didn't have any gac or  trade items. He looked longingly at a street that was packed with food vendors. The smells of meat and baked goods mixed in the air. That plus Keith's hunger made him feel sick.

Keith decided that he wouldn't get anymore information so he'd head back to the castle and call it a day. He turned and started walking back, but he ran into someone and fell back.

Keith looked up to see a seven foot creature that very much resembled Mothman. The alien made some weird incoherent screeching sounds before fluttering off.

Keith was shook.

He got up and realized that Mothman had dropped something. It was a bag of what looked like gummy candy. Keith tried to read the label, but it was in a really obnoxious font.

"Quizsnaks?" Keith smiled to himself. Lance would probably think it was funny. He pocketed the candy and went along his way.

Keith was almost back to the castle when he heard someone yelling. He turned around to see Hunk being chased by a bunch of chefs. Keith sighed heavily and went to help his friend.

"Get back here!" one of Hunk's pursuers yelled.

Keith caught up with Hunk. "What-" he panted. "What happened?!"

Hunk laughed in relief. "Keith! Oh, thank god. I- AHH!" They ducked as a cook threw a kitchen knife at their heads.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Keith cracked. Hunk grabbed Keith's arm and pulled him into a shop. They ran to the back and ducked behind a shelf. Keith watched as the mob passed the shop window. "Dude. What gives?"

Hunk took a moment to catch his breath. "My buddy, Vrepit Sal, from that mall a while back wasn't making very good business." He wiped some sweat from his forehead. "I decided to to help him out and all of the other cooks flipped their quiznak! Just because he's Galra! I told them that they were being dumb and they came at me!"

Keith sat in disbelief for a moment. "That's messed up. Just because he's Galra?"

Hunk nodded. "They were all like, 'Galra are the enemy! If you are with the enemy, you are the enemy, too!'"

Keith sighed. "Let's go pull the Voltron card." He stood and helped Hunk up. They materialized their bayards that they had hidden. Keith still wasn't used to his being black instead of red.

The angry cooks charged them as soon as Hunk and Keith exited that shop. Keith formed his sword and held it out in front of him. "Stop!" he yelled. Whether it be the sword or the look in Keith's eyes that caused it, the cooks all skidded to a halt. "We are Paladins of Voltron! In the name of peace and justice, just stop! Look at yourselves! What were you thinking?! What are you doing?"