Through Space & Time (Voltron time-travel AU)

3-Ounce Can

     The ground gave weight under the force of the black lions crash. Shiro tried to get what was happening thew his head. "hello," he called thew the helmet, "can any hear me?" He hung his head in defeat before he heard some static, "S-Sh-Shiro?"  It was small, it was faint, but it was definitely there. "yes, yes it me. I'm here, wherever that is."

"W-W-Where ar- you?" by this point Shiro could tell the responder was Pidge 

"I don't know, but I'm going to go check it out. stay in you lion and try to contact the others" he said trying not to sound worried to the fifteen-year-old.

"go-t-t it," she said before signing out.

he put on his helmet before leaving the lion and as he entered the new surroundings the oddest thing crossed his mind, he had been here before. Wherever he was, the whole crashing into the ground thing was giving him way too much deja vu for his liking. "come on Shiro," he said to himself, "think, where are we." the silents was interrupted by ear-piercing sirens, something clicked in Shiro's mind and he knew exactly where he was. This was where he crashed landed when he first escaped the Galra.  

"We on earth," Shiro said, the sentence barely audible to his own ears. He realized that if he was in the same crash spot, then that means the same people were probably checking it out. Those sirens making his ears bleed belong to the Galaxy Garrison. Not that his ears weren't actually bleeding but he checked anyway. As he contemplated whether he should retreat to his lion or wait for his old commanding officer to see if he was willing to help, two military trucks came view. A single motorcycle cut in front of them, moving a lot faster than what he thought was appropriate. 

  "step away from the lion," the figure shouted, it was definitely NOT Commander Iverson. this person was a woman, she was short but feisty he could tell that by her tone of voice and haircut, half-shaven while the rest of the long caramel hair was parted to the right side. "I said back away from the lion, you have five tick before I crack open a 3-ounce can of whup-ass" 

tick? Shiro thought, how did she know Altean time measurements?

"one!" the woman said as she got off her bike. "two!" Shiro activated his hand as he saw her grab something from her fanny pack.

"five!" the woman adjusted her circular sunglasses before sprinted towards Shiro reviling that the thing she had in her hand was a Bayard, Pidges Bayard. Shiro felt his blood begin to boil. as she swung towards his jaw he quickly grabbed her arm flipping her to the ground "what did you do to her!". 

"i have appositely no idea what you're talking about," she flatly as she swung her legs over tripping Shiro. she put her foot on Shiro's neck stopping him from squirming "didn't even have to use my Bayard on you," she said, adjusted her glasses in an all too familiar way.

"P-Pidge?" he managed to squeak.

her eyes widen with anger as she placed the bayard tightly agest his neck, "who the hell are you and how do you know me!"

"Shiro!" a voice called from inside the black lion the older pidge dropped her weapon and walked into the lion absentmindedly. she looked at the front of a lion to see the live video of her younger self

"Shiro I got the video chat to work," the fifteen-year-old stoped and look at the face looking back. "who are you?"

"I'm you," Commander Katie Holt replied to her younger counterpart.