A Ca-Voltron (Pitch Perfect AU)

The Riff-Off (Chapter 10)

I know it has been forever since I updated, but I promise this story isn't discontinued, I just can't update from my phone. 

For times sake, I decided to not use new songs in the Riff-Off like I did for auditions, I hope you understand/forgive me!

Oh, and I'm also making AMVs now on YouTube under the same name! Trying to find a good, not widely used song for Voltron, and I'm already planning out Free! Iwatobi AMVs too. Let me know what you think!

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"Hit it!" The announcer cued. Nyma's new acapella group started a siren, and everyone gathered around. "Welcome to the Riff-Off! Who's ready to get vocal?! The winners get the greatest prize of all—"

"I'm taking you down," Lotor mused.

"—The microphone used by Hoobastank—"

"I don't care," Keith shrugged with a glare.

"—When they rocked out at the Schnee Performing Arts Centre. Let's see our first category... Ladies of the 80's!"

Allura sprinted out to the center of the stage, before Lotor and the Galra Empire jumped in, clapping to the beat of Mickey. "~Oh Mickey, you're so fine! You're so fine you blow my mind! Hey, Mickey! Oh, Mickey— ~"

Nyma stepped up and cut him off. "~You're so fine, and you're mine, I'll be yours, till the end of time, 'cause you make me feel... yeah, you make, me feel, so shiny and new, oh yeah! Like a virgin, for the very first time— ~"

"Watch and learn boys," Allura whispered stepped forward. "~Like the one in me, that's okay, let's see how you do it, put up your dukes, let's get down to it! Hit me with your best shot! Why don't you hit me with your best shot?" The boys stepped up behind her, their confidence growing as they matched the tempo. "~Hit me with your best shot, fire away— ~"

A shorter girl, with hair almost curled into the shape of goat horns, stumbled forward, cutting Allura short. "~Ay, it must've been love... but it's over now... but it's over right now...~"

Everyone either laughed or booed. Nyma and Rolo just rolled their eyes.

"The negative side effects of medical marijuana, folks," the announcer informed mockingly. "You are..." Everyone did a double clap. "Cut off! Stoney Baloney. Let's check out our next category..."

"So we just pick any song that works?" Keith whispered to Shiro.

"Yeah, any song," Shiro nodded.

"And you just go with it? Nice," Keith grinned.

"And our next category is...songs about sex!" The announcer introduced.

"Sex?" Allura stammered in the nervousness. The other guys muttered back and forth. Keith sighed and stepped through them.

"~Na na na come on!" Keith strolled forward, and Lance quickly jogged up to back him up.

"Na na na come on, come on, come on. Yeah, cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it, sex in the air I don't care I love the smell of it. Sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me," Keith and Lance jerked their jackets and rolled their shoulders in sync, completely in tune to one another.

Keith started retreating to the others, while Lance remained toe to toe with the Galra. "~Yeah, come on, come on, I like it, like it, come on— ~"

"~Sex baby, let's talk about you and me—"

"Oh really?" Lance retorted as the rest of the Galra started advancing and forcing the Latino back.

"—Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be. Let's talk about sex. Alright! Let's talk about sex. A little bit, a little bit—!"

Allura started pulling Lance back, but Lance rushed forward again.

"Let's talk about sex— ~"

"~Baby, all through the night I'll make love to you, like I you want me to— ~" Pidge started joining in with Lance this time, but right as she stepped up, Lotor intervened, eyes on Keith, and the irritated Cuban noticed.

"~And I guess that's just the woman in you—"

Lance and Pidge groaned in defeat as they retreated to the others.

"—That brings out the man in me." Lotor pointed at Keith, who only rolled his eyes. "I know I can't help myself! You're all in the world to me! It feels like the first time, it feels like the very first time. Oh, it feels like the first time— ~"

Keith sprinted out, ready to knock Lotor down a peg. "~It's going down, fade the Blackstreet. The homies got RB collab' creations. Bump like acne, no doubt;I put it down, never slouch. As long as my credit could vouch. A dog couldn't catch me, straight up. Tell me who could stop when. Dre making moves. Attracting honeys like a magnet. Giving 'em eargasms with my mellow accent. Still moving the flavor with the homies

Blackstreet and Teddy... The original rump shakers... " Keith's voice dwindled as everyone stared at him in a mixture of surprise and confusion. Not even the other Voltron paladins could keep up, and stared at the emo in shock.

"Keep going," Lance encouraged with a grin.

So, Keith switched tones. "~Shorty get down, good Lord--" Someone in the crowd shouted as they recognized the song. "Baby got them open up all over town..."

"~Strictly biz she don't play around..." Lance added with his signature smile.

"~Cover much ground, got game by the pound..." Hunk added with a laugh.

"Getting paid is a forte. Each and every day true player way. I can't get her outta my mind. I think about the girl all the time. I like the way you work it. No diggity, I got to bag it up. Baby, I like the way you work it. No diggity, I got to bag it up. Baby--"

Shiro and Pidge shrugged and started backing the others up as well. The crowd started chanting along, swaying and waving their drinks in the air: "~Heyo,heyo,heyo,heyo!"

"~--I like the way you work it. No diggity, I got to bag it up. Baby, I like the way you work it. No diggity, I got to bag it up. I like the way you work it. No diggity, I got to bag it up. Babe, I like the way you work it. No diggity, I got to bag it up! We out!" Keith finished with a smirk.

"I mean you're welcome," Keith mocked at the Galra.

"It's a tough blow, guys," The announcer intercepted. "The word you needed to match was 'it', and you sang, 'it's'. You are...cut off!"

"Are you serious?" Keith demanded.

"The Galra Empire wins!" Lotor and his crew rushed forward and greedily snatched the microphone from the announcer.

"Keith, I'm sorry. You lost," Lotor mused as he waved Keith away.

"I've never heard that rule!" Allura snapped. "Guys, guys, come on. Come back."

"Sorry. Money in the bank. Enjoy watching us win the ICCAs. On the TV. On a regional cable affiliate," Lotor laughed as the Voltron crew shuffled away in defeat.

"Before everybody goes to bed tonight, I need you to make a list of everything you did wrong," Allura instructed.

"I'm gonna melt that evil, conniving son of a Weblum," Hunk muttered, surprising all the others.

"Hey guys, what we just did was great, right?" Keith offered.

"Calm your pits Keith, we still lost," Allura grumbled.

"Yeah but it was spontaneous. It was awesome. We were actually listening to...

"Okay everybody, hands in," Allura interrupted. Keith sighed and joined the others. "'Ahh' on my count—"

"On three of after three?" Hunk asked.

"On three," Shiro answered.

"After three," Pidge countered.

"One, two, three," Shiro explained.

"That's not how we do it," Pidge argued.

"Why can't we figure this out?" Hunk sighed.