The Stars Between -- (VLD)

[26] I'll try

"Hey Lance, come try this!"

Lance jolted awake from his light doze at the kitchen table, starting at the sudden loud voice that had pulled him from semi-consciousness.

"Saaame." Matt sighed, rubbing at tired eyes as he watched Lance fully wake. Lance glanced around, noting that there were a few extra faces at the table, most he couldn't recognize.

"La-ance~" Olly sang, skipping over to the table, both hands holding bowls of something.

Lance sat up straighter, watching her suspiciously. "When people say my name like that, its never a good sign." he whined, remembering all too well his siblings and Pidge making use of the tone.

Olly smiled, no evidence of the late night seeping into her expression. "This should wake you up!" she said, waving the bowls in front of Matt and Lance's faces.

Roy seemed to be in the same boat as Lance, leaning on the counter top over her own bowl. Lance squinted, eyes still blurry with sleep. The bowls were filled with a white substance, almost looking like--

"Ice cream" Matt said, taking both of the filled bowls from Olly's hands and holding one out to Lance.

Who immediately hissed and backed up as fast and as far as he could, the kitchen table not stopping him as he vaulted across it, crouching behind the door frame as the others stared in bewilderment. 

"Lance, what the hell?" Matt exclaimed, dropping the bowl onto the table and giving him a very confused look.

Lance backed up further in fear, just peeking in from the hall. He had vowed never to go near ice cream. Never again.

"He's... scared of it?" Olly said, tilting her head to the side. Her fringe fell a little over her eyes, a half-amused, half-confused expression showing from just underneath.

"If you'd seen the things I've seen, you would be as well. They turn into demons, Matt- demons! Mama said it would be fine, but she was wrong." he shook his head, feeling his stomach fill with dread. "Never again."

Matt gave him a deadpan look. "Lance, were you perchance a theatre kid?" 

He paused, blinking. "Yeah," he replied. "But this is unrelated! No ice cream! None!"

Matt chuckled, sliding the bowl back to Olly, who covered it and threw it into the fridge. Something crashed, and Lance shook his head, folding his arms and leaning on the door frame. Everyone was still eating their own bowl, so he refused to come in any further.

Something bumped into his shoulder, and Lance turned to glare at whoever it was.

"Woah man, what's got you in a mood?" Rolo asked, holding out his hand to steady Lance. 

Lance pulled away quickly. If Rolo was here, Nyma wasn't too far behind. He could already hear her infuriating giggles. His frown deepened in response, and Rolo shook his head.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter."

Nyma chose that moment to appear, smiling at Lance.

"Olia's sent through a mission for us." she announced, sliding past him and into the room.

Lance leaned over so he could see past her and address Matt.

"Olia?"

"Before you ask, not me." Olly said, barely looking up from the bowl she was sharing with Roy.

"Olia?" he said again.

"She's the captain of the fleet." Matt replied. "And yes, because of the similarities in names with Olina and Olia, everyone generally calls her Captain."