A Little Bit Of Magic

Part 7

Hello! People have been asking for an update and who am I to disappoint. Sorry it took so long.

No one's POV

Lance woke up alone, unhappily he looked around the room for Allura only to find it was empty and devoid of any other personnel besides himself. "'Llura?" He slid of the bed and almost fell while doing so, managing to land on two feet.

He walked out the room, still sleepy as he yawned, walking into the control room to find Hunk and Pidge working on the refrigilator monitor. "Heya!" Lance smiled at the two, rubbing his eyes and any lingering traces of sleep.

"Hey Lance, did you sleep well buddy?" Lance nodded happily at Hunk then lifted his arms slightly, making grabby hands at him. "Up!" He commanded insistently, his cute face was difficult to say no to so Hunk did as Lance asked and picked him up before setting him down in his lap comfortably.

Hunk and Pidge continued with their work, ignoring Lance without noticing. This action caused the toddler to become fidgety, squirming around in Hunk's lap until eventually, after no notice he began poking Hunk craftily, repeating his name out loud after every jab. It only took about four pokes before Hunk took notice, looking down with a questioning glance. "Yes?" Lance sighed dramatically and wiggled a little more in his seat, dragging out his words. "I'm booored."

Hunk rolled his eyes and stood up, taking Lance with him and sitting him comfortably in his arms. "Are you coming Pidge?" Pidge, who had been sitting down for a long while, stood up as well and cracked their back. Hunk cringed at the pops, Pidge letting out a sigh as she stretched out her sore back.

"Yeah sure, I need a break anyway." Lance clapped his hands happily, holding his arm out so Pidge could hold his small hand as they walked.

"What are we doing anyways Hunk?" Pidge asked once realising she didn't know where they were headed. "Corran fixed the pool, I thought we could go for a swim." At the mention of swimming Lance squealed loudly, grin stretching across his features as he swung his feet happily. "Yay!"

Flicking through the draws Hunk managed to find swimming trunks for him and Lance while Pidge found a swim suit and left to put it on in privacy.

Luckily there were even armbands that Hunk managed to find, putting them on Lance and deciding to cannonball into the water, creating a large splash that drenched Lance before he even managed to get in the pool. He let out a loud and playful shriek, giggling as he jumped in too.

When Pidge arrived the room was empty, small ripples on the face of the water that told her someone had been in there very recently. She peered into the water, looking around in confusion. "Guys? Are you here?" There was a small echo as the only reply, a small silence being created until Lance and Hunk yelled behind her. She turned just in time just to see them lunge at her, all three of them splashing into the water in a tangle of flailing limbs.

Pidge resurfaced with loud laughs, throwing her arms out and splashing the others mercilessly. Lance threw his arms in front of his face, awkwardly hiding behind Hunk for protection while keeping a firm grip since he wasn't a good swimmer... at all. Being only three meant he couldn't swim, but the armbands were certainly helping.

Lance wrapped his arms around hunks shoulders, holding on like a piggy back ride while Hunk moved away from Pidge, splashing her with large amounts of water. Eventually his arms grew tired and he stopped, watching Pidge wipe the water out of her eyelashes and sink into the water a little more, relaxing into the warmth. "That... Was fun." Pidge panted out heavily, smiling at Lance as he patted Hunk on the head. "I'm hungry." The little voice still somehow wasn't tired and for a second Hunk wondered if he really was human. "Sure buddy, it's around time for lunch soon anyway. Would you like to come cook with me?" Lance smiled, throwing his hands together in delight and wiggling his waist a bit. "Yeah! Let's cwok!"

After they'd all gotten dry and were changed back into their regular clothes, Lance wearing some shorts and a normal white T-shirt, they went up to the kitchen. It was surprisingly spotless and Pidge was immediately sceptical of how long it would stay that way, a few minuets at most she reckoned.

Four minuets later Lance had begun a food war by smacking sauce into Hunks face, initiating the world's most complex food fight with Pidge modifying the Altean version of a microwave into a food cannon. 

Hunk dived behind an overturned table and began firing at Pidge relentlessly until he heard small giggles from behind him. He turned just in time to see Lance smack food goo into his face, effectively blinding him momentarily while Pidge made her move. Using the advantage to sneak up and dunk an entire plate of food goo over his head, his hair becoming entangled with the sticky goo.

"Aww hahah. Okay, you win." Pidge and Lance high fived letting their guard down as Hunk grinning deviously. He lunged at them both and grabbed them in his strong arms, getting the messy food coating his body all over them while they squealed and tried to escape from his clutches.

"Ha! Hunk remains victorious in the kitchen!" He finally let them both go, Lance falling onto his butt clumsily at the sudden lack of arms around him. "Alright, alright. You win Hunk. We now claim you king of the kitchen." Pidge bowed down with a serious expression before him as he grabbed a spatchula, using it like a scepter. "Thank you my leige." 

Lance toddled over with the chief hat in his hand, handing it to Hunk under the basis of "a king needs a crown." They looked at each other in serious silence before suddenly bursting into loud laughter, tears rolling down Hunks face as he struggled to breath. Pidge was giggling loudly, clutching her stomach at the loud laughter.

But Lance? Lance was confused, watching the both of them laugh till their faces were red over how utterly ridiculous the whole situation was. He didn't see the humour in the situation and his rumbling belly made him stamp his foot rather stubbornly.

Hunk watched him, a smile still on his face as he got back to cooking. At some point he gave Lance a cookie to keep him quiet and finally he finished lunch, calling the others to let them know he was finished.

He set the plates on the table and looked back at the kitchen, or more specifically the mess in the kitchen and sighed. That was not going to be fun to clean up.

It seemed that Pidge was thinking the same thing as she peered in through the doorway, eying the mess. "Leave it to Corran?" Hunk left the kitchen, not even looking back. "Leave it to Corran." 

(Yeah so I'm back, updates will be as usual from now on. Hope you enjoyed!)