Disconnect. (Allura/Pidge)

test 1, frequency 2%

"Here goes." I mutter to myself, turning the garbled mixture of plant and metal technology on. I've been working on this in secret for months. This needs to work. For the sake of voltron and my family.

I feel a slight weight lifted as soon as the thin stream of green energy flows from my fingertip into a clear glass globe. It's just enough liquid to fit in a teaspoon, and floats dispersed in miniscule particles, avoiding the center of the sphere.

I chuckle to myself, dryly. Shiro would get very mad if he found out I was experimenting on myself. Especially to this end. He'd go on and on. Saying that we're all human and that's a good thing. Emotions aren't the enemy, "blah blah". Like he deals with his in a healthy way.

I can't fucking afford to be human anymore. Not until I find them.

Its been years since we left earth. I grew an inch, which is a lot considering I didn't think I was going to grow anymore. Somehow, I'm an adult now.

They.
Never got to see me grow up... may never see me grown up.. fuck.

Shiro has some stray grey hairs that I assume have popped up from stress.

Contrastingly, Allura hasn't visibly aged, which I chalk up to the fact that she's alien and probably has a longer lifespan. I mean, she's older than 1000 because of cryogenics, so what's a few more years?

And, by some miracle, Lance has gotten more mature. And is in a steady relationship Keith of all people.

I was floored when they told everyone. I didn't think I had even seen Lance flirt with a guy before. I realized later that they were doing the weird tease-flirting thing that boys do in kindergarten. So mature. But they really are good for eachother now that the 'rivals' stage is over.

But, I don't know what they look like. They could be bones...oh, fuck, vaporized-

With each passing second, the chance of my family being alive has decreased by so much, and it'll keep decreasing. I've started getting angry when the team wants to take stops, like that one to the mall. It feels like so long ago.

We have a mission to do, we're the galaxy's protectors. I don't get why they can't see that. Though, Matt and my dad aren't their family. I can't expect them to feel the same. And they aren't our main mission, even if they're mine.

Shiro is different from the others in this respect. I feel both a slight anger, and sympathy towards him. It's evident that he cared for my brother, but he couldn't save him at the time.
As I've gotten older, looked even more like Matt, I notice his eyes glaze over when he sees me. Surely, remembering what I do whenever I look in the mirror. Whenever I breathe.

If I were in his place I would have- I don't know.

There's no use in wishing for things Pidge. Now get up, I'm sure they're wondering why you're late to breakfast.

The lonely walk only causes my thoughts to increase in fervor. I walk faster as the severity increases.

I guess two percent isn't very potent.

I stop before opening the door and change my face to look pleasant, but tired. I need them to think I slept in. They can't know I just spent close to an hour panicking in my room.

"Hey guys! I slept in pretty late, huh?" I force my classic impish grin, and burst into the kitchen to see most of the team just beginning to clean up their dishes.

"Finallyyy" Lance rolls his eyes. "And I thought I was sleeping beauty" he laughs at his own joke, Keith winks at him, and the rest of us cringe