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klance✧checked out

Checked Out - by daydreamsofdragons
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Description:
When Katie Holt's brother and father go missing, she becomes Pidge Gunderson in an attempt to join her brother's ice hockey team and gain access to his mysterious teammate, Shiro, who might know more than he's telling.
She quickly befriends the rest of Team Voltron and together they try to take down their ice hockey rivals - Team Galra.

Rate: 8 1/2

Mature? No.

Opinions: listen. i am one fucking slut for hockey players and i'm an even bigger slut for a good ice hockey au of my fav ship. (btw i have like 20 in my too read so expect more yikes) now, this fic scared me at first bc it's pidges POV... but the klance was so subtle and cute and UGH the storyline was great so you know what? just read it. do yourself a solid.

including...
-all voltron members
-ice hockey!au
-main character pidge
-pretending to be a boy pidge
-drug dealing
-ADORABLE background klance
-like protective keith punches someone on the ice after they hurt lance i can't even

//excerpt from chapter 1//
(this is actually towards the end of chap 1)

"Shiro lead them all onto the ice and through a series of drills.
Pidge kept an eye on the other hopefuls as she skated. It was pretty easy to steal the puck from most of them, except one, who always seemed to know where she was going to go. He was much taller than her, like most of the others, and his face was completely serious. His hairstyle could only be described as a mullet. Pidge shot him a glare as he stole the puck right from under her nose and shot it at the goal. Hunk dived for it, missed, and it spun into the back of the net. But the guy didn't even crack a smile. Just that dead serious look. Pidge scowled. Her only real competition.
Shiro skated over and patted Mr Serious on the back. "Nice shot, Keith," he said.
Keith nodded.
And it seemed Pidge wasn't the only one irritated by Keith. Lance too, was shooting him a death glare from behind Shiro.
Finally, tryouts were over, and they skated to the benches.
"Everyone did a great job today," said Shiro. "We'll be putting the names of those who made the team up on the noticeboard first thing tomorrow." And with that, he headed off towards the changing rooms.
Pidge watched him go. He seemed so closed off. She sighed. Getting information out of him was going to be a struggle, even if she made the team. At least he hadn't recognised her.
She waited as the other hopefuls drifted back to the changing rooms. She didn't like the idea of changing in front of a bunch of sweaty guys. She'd wait until they'd gone. Soon only Keith was still sitting on the bench, gazing out at the ice. Lance stomped over to him with remarkable balance, considering he was still wearing his skates.
"So, Keith," he said, casually leaning against the barrier. "Thought you dropped out."
Keith looked up and frowned irritably. "Have we met?"
Lance actually stumbled back, instantly dropping the nonchalant act. His voice broke a little as he yelped, "I'm Lance! We were in the same class!"
Keith's expression didn't change.
Lance shook his head in disbelief. "We were rivals, remember? Lance and Keith, neck and neck?"
Keith stood up. "Oh, I remember, you were a backbencher."
Lance folded his arms. "Yeah, well, not anymore. Not since you flunked out. How come you're back at school? Last I heard you were kicked out with 'discipline issues'."
"Lance," Hunk warned, looking up from his bag of crisps.
Lance turned to his teammate. "What? I'm just stating facts."
Keith began to walk away. "I'm going to the changing rooms."
"Oh yeah?" Lance challenged. "Well...so am I!" He stomped after Keith.
Hunk trailed behind him. Then he noticed Pidge, still sitting on the bench. "Oh, hey, Pidge right? You did good today."
Pidge's face broke into a smile. She watched as Hunk followed the others to the changing rooms. Maybe she did have a chance after all."

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