DON'T FUCK WITH ME! I HAVE THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE!!!! I'm sorry I just love that video so much. ANYWAYS!!! IN TODAYS CHAPTER.....Lance gets turned into a baby somehow and Keef has to babysit him.
"C'mon, Lance! Eat your goo like a good little boy!" Keith said as he tried to get Lance to eat the spoon of food goo. He had been trying to feed Lance for an hour now. But it was kind of hard when he got turned into a baby and is sitting in a high chair whining about eating his food goo.
"No!" Lance cried as he kicked his little feet. Keith groaned as he banged his head on the table. A bit too hardly he may add.
"How's it going for you over there, Pidge?" Keith asked as he tried to run away the pain on his forehead.
"Hunk is easy to work with as a child. He eats big spoonfuls though." Pidge answered as she gave Hunk another big spoonful of goo.
"Any suggestions on how to get Lance to eat?" Keith asked as he tried to push the spoon threw Lances mouth.
"Well...when I was little, Matt would say 'here comes the choo choo train going threw the tunnel!' and that worked for me." Pidge replied as she set the spoon down.
Keith sighed before picking the spoon back up and scooping some goo into it. Lance kicked in his high chair as he wore a pout on his face.
"Here comes Voltron going threw the wormhole! Vvvvrrrrroah!" Keith baby-talked. Lance opened his mouth wide with a smile as he saw the spoon flying around. Lance took the spoon in his mouth as he swallowed the food goo.
"I DID IT!" Keith cheered as he pumped his fist in the air. Pidge chuckled as she helped Hunk out of his high chair. Pidge didn't even understand why Hunk needed a high chair. He was a toddler it was unnecessary!
"Good to know, Keith. Good to know." Pidge threw a crumpled up napkin at the back of his head. Keith rolled his eyes before he chucked it at the back of her head.
"Ok, Lance. Eat the rest of your goo if you want to have your playtime after this." Keith said as he gave another bite of goo to Lance. Lance made some incoherent babbles as he finished off the goo. With the help of Keith feeding him.
Keith took Lance out of his little high chair and started burping him over his shoulder. Lance let out a little burp and Keith carried Lance to the little living room.
"Noooo, it's Keith! Keeeeeith!" Keith annunciated. Lance looked at Keith, bright blue eyes almost shimmering in the light from the stars behind the window, before grabbing a piece of Keith's bangs.
"Ow ow ow ow ow!" Keith whined in pain as Lance tugged on his bangs with little fingers. Lance laughed as he grabbed more of Keith's hair. Keith groaned before setting Lance in his lap.
"We do not grab my hair, Lance!" Keith scolded as Lance made little baby babbles. Lance let go of Keith's hair, staring intently into Keith's violet eyes.
"What's wrong, Lance?" Keith asked as Lance crawled up on his chest. Then Lance put his hand on Keith's nose and another on his chest.
"Keef!" Lance pat Keith's chest. Keith blushed slightly before hugging the small boy.
"Close enough, Lance. Close enough." Keith tossed the tan boy in the air before handing him his stuffed Altean lamb toy.
