Y/N was sitting in her room, arms bandaged from cuts she woke up with. She knows where she got them but that's not important. Y/N remembered to much, to much for her brain to process. So she decided to get up and find Keith.
He of course had woken up before her and already left the room. Most likely went to train with the others, since she was technically on bed rest, Y/N couldn't join in.
When she stood from her bed she tripped on something. When Y/N looked down she saw it was her hair. It was down to her ankles and for sure tangled. After brushing through it for half an hour Y/N finally braided two braids down the sides of her head. By then her hair was at her calf's, but that's better than before. Then she finally set off, hopefully finding Keith.
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While walking around the castle
Y/N heard that someone in the training room. When she walked in she saw Lotor, he was fighting multiple gladiators and doing pretty well. Despite his amazing performance, she felt that there was something off about him. So she decided to step in and help him.
After their impromptu training session ended Y/N began to check his temperature, when she noticed something alarming. "You're sweating?!" She shouted, "It's normal for a person to sweat when they train" he retorted, "It's not normal for galrans or Alteans to sweat unless their sick, or have the slipperies"
Lotor didn't answer and kept rested his forehead on her stomach as she stood in front of the bench he sat on. With a quick change of body temperature, Y/N determined that Lotor was a few degrees to warm to be a hybrid without fur. "Let's go find Clean he can diagnose you" Y/N told him, "He's busy...helping...train...i dont..wanna....bother" Lotor huffed out, finally letting his facade fall. "I understand but, hybrids don't get sick often, and when they do, It's bad." She tried to reason with him. "No" he said sternly, or as sternly as he could, "Fine how about we go to the kitchen and I'll make some traditional Galran soup"
Y/N offered him. Lotor nodded weakly against her stomach, "Aww you're like a cat!" She cooed while pulling him up from the bench he was sulking on, and off they went.
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Y/N was now in the kitchen, Lotor sitting at the island drinking some tea that was supposed to help his throat. A large pot of soup was sitting on the stove contraption and smelt amazing to her and Lotor, but anyone without galran noses couldn't smell a thing from it. She quickly placed the bowl in front of Lotor before he could dose off, "Eat what you can and I'll save the rest" she told him. Lotor spooned food into his mouth, clearly done with life itself. Y/N watched him fondly as she cleaned up her mess, then Keith drifted into the room with the rest of the paladins.
"What smells so good?" He asked out loud, "It doesn't smell like anything. Have you lost your mind mullet?" Lance teased him. "So you have a galran's sense of smell? Neat" Y/N said so quietly that it was almost silent, "I have a galran's sense of smell?" Keith asked. Lotor stared at him along with Y/N, but that silence ended when Lotor tried to say something. "Open your mouth and I will sew it shut with a 3 inch needle" she threatened him, and he instantly shut up.
"Woah what was that about?" Hunk asked as he started to pull some of his pre made food out of the fridge. "He's sick and can't talk until I know to what extent" Y/N explained, "How does that work, I've never seen a sick hybrid" Pidge asked. "Well when a hybrid gets a virus the virus sort of sits there and has no idea what to infect since their biology is so different. So it just sits there until another virus and it combines and makes a super virus and shuts down said hybrid and makes them a absolute mess." Y/N said loudly.
Lotor growled and she glared at him until he whimpered and kept eating, "What the heck?" Why did you do that?" Y/N didn't answer and went back over to Lotor. "We're going to find Coran so he can diagnose Lotor" she announced and dragged him out and away.
What Pidge asked after the duo left, made everyone confused, "How did she braid her hair?"
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Y/N finally located Coran he was walking around the hallways doing maintenance checks. "Coran!" Y/N called out while dragging Lotor along, "Yes, my dear?" He responded looking up from his tablet, "Can you help me diagnose Lotor. He's sick and I don't know what he's sick with." Y/N explained to the ginger man who nodded while she spoke. "Ok! I personally don't know much about Galran illnesses but King Alfor is well rehearsed in Altean and Galran sicknesses, he should be in the command room. "Ok! Thank you" Y/N said before walking with Lotor to the command room.
Once they got there Y/N set Lotor I'm one of the chairs and went up to talk to Alfor. "Hello Sire! I need some help" she explained, "With what?" Alfor asked her. "Lotor is sick and I need help determining what moykín he needs" Y/N explained only to earn a weird look.
"What?" She asked clearly confused, "What is moykín?" Alfor asked, "It makes you...umm. It makes you feel oyse" she tried to explain
Alfor still didn't get it, they sat their a minute until Y/N snapped her fingers, "Medicine! Thank you! Medicine, that's the word!" Alfor nodded and led her to the medical room.
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After a quick check up Alfor knew what Lotor was sick with. "He has prisoner syndrome. My question is how did he get it? Has not he been on this ship for half a year?" Alfor asked.
"Maybe he got it from me?" Y/N suggested "It would make sense. Those who can create illusions are automatically immune, but the virus can attach itself to them and pass itself on. Lotor was close to me for 4 months when I was captured, it could have attached itself to him and stayed dormant because of the difference in biology before attacking. Then it would be even worse because the virus could have mutated to accommodate to his Altean and Galran side!"
Y/N took a breath, "Are you done?" Alfor asked her with an exasperated sigh. "Yes" Y/N responded, "Good, now I've checked all of that and you are correct about you giving him the virus and that it's stayed dormant. The virus was killed when you were in the pod but it only recently activated. You caught it in time, you did good" he told her.
Alfor continued to prepare the cure for said disease and handed Y/N the shot Lotor needed. "Give this to him, don't tell him what it is though. We don't need another incident" Alfor whispered, to Y/N who nodded. Alfor then left the room.
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Y/N walked over to Lotor, she held the needle in her hand and carefully tried to inject it, but Lotor was it. "What are you doing?!" He shouted in fear, "I'm going to paint on your arm" she told him, "With that?" Lotor pointed at the syringe she had, "It's a brush, what else would I paint with?" She asked.
Y/N knew damn well that it wasn't a paint brush but to Lotor it looked like one, so that was good enough for her. "Ok, but I thought we were here to get me medicine?" Lotor asked, "Alfor went to grab something" she explained bringing the paint brush closer to his skin, then he felt a prick. "What was that? It hurt" he told her, "I scratched you on accident. Sorry, I'll get you a bandaid" Y/N told him as she placed a bandaid over where the paint brush was. "Thanks" Lotor said "No problem" she replied with a grin.
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(A/N: I got a new phone and lost all my data and chapters on my old phone so I gotta rewrite 3 chapters and I've only just finished this one... yay!)
