A Ca-Voltron (Pitch Perfect AU)

Confessions (Chapter 19)

"I have been there for you for so many years," Shiro growled. "And all you do is treat me like..."

"All right, no, okay, just shut up! Everyone!" Hunk shouted. "Come on, I joined this group so I could hang out with a bunch of really cool chicks. And also 'cause I was really sick of all my boyfriends and I need to get away from that. But this is some serious horseshit. What's that smell? Stinks everywhere. I don't wanna be like the old Voltron!"

"Yeah, I wanna be how we are now," Lance stated as he turned to get his things.

"Me, too," Pidge agreed as Pidge and Hunk followed Lance.

"We should have listened to Keith," Shiro added.

"Oh, so it's my fault?" Allura snapped.

"That's not what I'm saying," Shiro countered.

"No, no, no, that's what you're all thinking, isn't it?" Allura gasped. "That I'm the jerk. I am the girl obsessed with winning--"

"Allura, you're too controlling," Shiro explained. "And it's gonna ruin all of us. We could have been champions! Give me the pitch pipe, you bitch!"

"Never!"

"Move, you bitches!" Hunk roared, joining Allura and Shiro wrestling on the floor.

"Guys! Guys, stop! What is going on?" Keith demanded.

"Nothing. Nothing," Allura recovered. "This is a Voltron rehearsal."

I know," Keith answered. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. What I did was a really dick move and I shouldn't have changed the set without asking you guys. And I definitely shouldn't have left. I let you guys down and I'm really sorry. And... Allura, if you would have me, I want back in."

Allura didn't answer. Keith shrugged and slowly started to leave, dragging his chair out like Nyma had. He paused, but Allura was still silent.

"Allura," Shiro pressured.

"Wait," Allura finally sighed.

"Thank you. That would have been embarrassing."

"Beca, I know that I've been hard on you, okay? I know that I have been hard on everyone here. But I am my father's daughter. And he always said, 'If at
first you don't succeed, pack your bags'."

"Jesus. That's really crazy," Hunk mumbled as they all pulled up chairs.

"I get it. Mine got on me, too. Not like that, but..." Keith began. "I guess we don't really know that much about each other. About most of you, really. This is a good idea. Why don't we all go around the room, and we can all say something about ourselves that nobody else knows."

"Okay, I got something," Pidge stood. "This is hard for me to admit to you guys, but, I... I can't man up. I'm a girl."

"We kinda already figured it out," Shiro chuckled.

"Ditto," Hunk nodded.

"Oh, yeah, me too," Keith agreed. "Anyone else?"

"Okay, I've never told anyone this, but I, I have depression, bad," Lance sighed. Keith's eyes widened. He was a total jerk. "Some days it's not too bad, but others... lets just say if it got any worse I may not be here right now."

Keith nodded. "Hunk?"

"I have bad eating issues," Hunk stammered.

"What?" Pidge asked.

"Okay, I'll go next," Shiro spoke up. "I have severe PTSD from a bad accident when I was younger."

"Keith?" Lance prompted.

Keith stared at his hands a moment. You act and fight like a Galra...

"Lotor talked to me when we were leaving Qualifiers, and something he said made me want to know more about my parents and my past. So, over the break, I had my blood and DNA tested... I'm part Galra."

"WHAT?!" They all erupted, staring at him in complete shock.

Lance knew it then, the reason Keith became so apart from him. He was scared it would change what we think of him, so he pushed us away before he got hurt...

"Sorry, I just..." His voice was cut off.

"So what if your Galra?" Lance demanded with a grin. "You're still the Team Loner, Mullethead." Keith smiled and sighed.

"Keith, what do we do?"

He looked at all of them with a grin.