Dancing To Our Love // Klance (COMPLETE)

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Yet another update! I know you're happy to see me

https://www.change.org/p/dreamworks-dreamworks-give-the-voltron-writers-the-green-light-give-us-lgbt-representation?recruiter=894226669&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=copylink&utm_campaign=share_petition

---THIS IS A PETITION LINK---
Here's just a rough summary if what it is:
(I'll keep the person who shared the links name confidential unless they want otherwise :) )
It's for the LGBT rep people are looking for and were disappointed that they didn't really see. We got Shiro if course but it was cut quite short. This petition is hoping to urge DreamWorks to give the Voltron writers the green light.
If you don't agree, please ignore, and go to the link if you have more questions.
Direct Message me if the link isn't working too (don't be shy), and please don't take your opinion out on other people! My fictions are a safe place for everyone so if people fight in the comments just bring it to my attention ;D
Also I have no idea what I'm saying so it's best to just go onto the site for more accurate summaries.
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But back to the fanfic!!

Oh my Shiro this is the 95th part and 85th chapter of my book -o-

I might finish the book on 100 chapters. I don't know, it would make me unbelievably satisfied

Keith had never been so nervous in his life. Well, he probably has, you know, when his parents died, when he was being fostered, when his other parents died, when he thought Shiro would die but never got another call from him, but this was a close fifth!

The opening band was currently performing, The Generals. When the paladins found out who were opening for them they were angry to say the least...

"What do you mean Lotor is opening for us?!" Lance shrieked causing Coran to flinch before clearing his throat and replying. 

"Well Lotor's band has quite an impressive reputation. So far they've achieved many-"

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT HIS REPUTATION!" Lance cried like a toddler having a fit. 

"Right!" Pidge pitched in, "He's a butthole!"

"Yeah, and he's taking out spotlight!" Lance yelled out. 

Keith shrugged, his brow lifting at the other two's whining. "Does it really matter? The people are coming here to see us aren't they?" 

Hunk nodded with a small hum in agreement. "Yeah, they came for us. So we just need to make sure we're better than them. Which we are so..." Hunk trailed off nervously but Keith was just surprised by his shadiness. 

"I guess... BUT HE'S STILL A BUTTHOLE!" Lance yelled, pointing a finger accusingly at Hunk as if it were his fault they were buttholes. Hunk only shrugged in defeat. 

"Sure, they're buttholes but we need to pretend we like them." Hunk spoke. 

Keith nodded. "Right, if we get to know them and maybe even get to like them," Going by the look he gave Keith, Lance probably wasn't planning on getting cozy with the rivaling band, "A-and if you don't like them we can just pretend. But we need to act friendly with them so the press don't go crazy over it." 

Pidge pouted, her arms childishly folding over her chest. "I don't care what the press think."

Keith sighs, rolling his eyes before holding his hands up in defeat. "Fine, get a bad reputation."