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A/N- I don't own Voltron: Legendary Defender


When I was eight, a pool of water changed my life. Now, years later, I'm in space trying to keep my secret a secret.


Regardless of my long years of experience, I'm stuck hiding in the bathroom from my closest friends in space. I know I'm doing great.


"Lance, are you alright?" I hear Shiro give a couple quick knocks on the door.


"I-I'm totally fine, just a little water, don't mind me." I manage to force out. Working quickly, I rip a towel off the hanger next to the sink and start trying to dry myself off.


"Really Lance, are ok?" Hunk asked. Concern seeped into his words.


"Yeah, Yeah I am. Just-uh go back to dinner I'll be out in a bit." I swear I'm not usually this bad at talking to people.


"Whatever you say, buddy." Hunk hesitantly withdrew from the conversation. Years of knowing me taught him I wasn't going to let up.


After some more quick words. My team lets me be, I began working on dealing with my 'situation.'


I'm really doing my best with the towel, but I can't seem to get anywhere. From the waist down I'm still blue and scaly.


A groan escapes my lips, seriously why didn't I just tell them? Would they really care? Then again, they cared when it came out that Keith was Galra.


I happened to find my situation even just a little bit shameful, or just really weird.  Maybe it was just me overthinking things. Although, I was half fish, which did seem really strange to me.   Whether it be the scales, fins or the dreadful 'Moon spell'.   I never seemed to really catch a break.


It took a couple more minutes until I felt the transition from tail to legs, I let out a sigh. I was either a weird fish-human hybrid or a seasoned liar.


Imagine how much easier it would be though! For them to just know and accept and just really not care! Acceptance would be so great!


I reached for the door handle, ready to face my team once more. Should I tell? My previous hopeful mood turned dreary with memories.


Regardless I tread down the spotless halls of the castle ship before reaching the dining room. "Hey guys." I waved shyly.


"You're back." Keith stated.


"Yeah..." I looked at him. "Anyway do we have any leftovers?"


"We do! I think you'll really like it Lance." Hunk handed me a colourful plate of hot food.


"Why'd you run off?" Keith pried.


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