Only two couples remained on the dance floor, Slav and his partner Olia, and Swirn and her partner Blumfump. Bii-Boh-Bi, Alfor, and Mister Coran were all snoozing. Swirn yawned, unable to stay awake any longer. She went limp in her partner's arms, falling into a deep sleep. Blumfump panicked, shaking her, trying to wake her, but her weight on him made them both slide to the floor.
Slav gasped and pointed at the other couple on the floor. "They're out! They're out!" He left Olia and ran up to the podium where Coran was sleeping. He pounded on the side to wake him up. "We won! We won!"
"Wha...?" asked Coran, sleepily then he noticed Swirn and Blumfump on the ground and woke up fully. "Oh, oh, oh. Alfor, wake up! It's over. Alfor, blow the horn."
Alfor was asleep on the floor of the stage. "... form blazing sword," he muttered in his sleep.
"Alfor, the horn," Coran shouted. "Oh, for quiznak's sake!" Coran picked up Alfor's airhorn and let it rip. "Okay, Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a winner!"
Lotor rushed up to the podium, having just arrived back in time to hear the winner announcement. "Wait, what are you doing? I'm here. I'm standing. I used my yellow card!" Lotor pulled out his card and waved it in the air.
"I win, I win! I win, I win, I win, I win!" cheered Slav. He dropped to the floor and began spinning around on his side.
"You didn't win!" yelled Lotor. "I'm still here! Coran, where's Lance?"
"Oh, he ran off the floor a little while ago."
"What?" gasped Lotor. "No!"
"Yes!" said Slav, pointing to his feet. "There was a 17.9% chance you would break your shoe and a 96.1% chance your son would quit the competition without you present!"
Coran handed Slav the giant trophy and announced into the microphone, "For the fifth year in a row, ladies and gentlemen, the marathon winners are Olia Delain and Slav Gleason!"
Lotor looked and saw Lance re-entering the gymnasium. "Lance, what happened?" demanded Lotor, marching up to him. "Where did you go?" Then Lotor noticed Lance's tear stained face and all concerns about losing the dance marathon evaporated.
"Oh, Lance, honey! Oh!" said Lotor, pulling his son into his arms.
The theme from Rocky began to play as Slav began his victory lap, hoisting the trophy up about his head. Slav ran circles around the gym floor while Lotor stood in the middle, holding his son and stroking his hair.
THE END
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Thank you for reading Paladudes! I love reimagining my favourite Girlmore Girls episode with the Voltron characters stepping into the main roles. I especially liked plugging Lance, Keith, and Allura into the roles of Rory, Jess, and Dean.
If you enjoyed this please vote for each chapter and tell me in the comments if you'd like me to do another episode and what episode you'd like to see!
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FanfictionA Gilmore Girls/Voltron Au: Determined to win the Starship Hollow's 24-hour dance marathon and steal the trophy from Slav Gleason, Lotor Gilmore enlists his son Lance to be his dance partner. Lance has trouble focusing on the competition with Keith...