𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 , v:ld [𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘊𝘖𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘜𝘌𝘋]

15 ★ RESPONSIBLE AND INSECURE

❝ RESPONSIBLE AND INSECURE. ❞

CHAPTER FIFTEEN.

"Wig..." Chayse trailed off, raising her hand as she prepared to slam it down while shouting the rest of the sentence. She didn't have time to finish, Lia grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking it downwards.

"Snatched!"

"Lia," Finn warned sternly as the youngest cried out in pain and immediately retaliated by throwing a weak punch. Lia sniggered as she jumped away, hiding herself behind Rowan.

"You dare disrespect me in my kitchen?" Chayse yelled, throwing a cheddar jack Cheez-It in her direction. It simple hit Miles' in the shoulder as he walked past, munching on a pack of Pocky. "Oh can I have one?"

"This isn't your kitchen," Rowan pointed out, noticing the strange looks that the two silent aliens in the corner gave the Yellow Paladin.

"How dare you. I built this place from the ground up with my two bare hands! The walls of this room rush with the thundering cry of the essence of my soul, and the heart of the floor beats thunderously every time I—"

"My grandpappy built this room," Coran finally spoke up. He seemed genuinely distraught at the thought of someone else taking the credit for his grandfather's work, stepping up to defend what his ancestor had accomplished.

The five humans paused, usually no one except Miles having the audacity to interrupt Chayse's tirades.

"Oh, deadass?"

"Yes, in fact– he built this whole castle. I assisted, of course, but he was the genius behind one of Altea's finest products."

"And I believe that's a fantastic transition into our next topic," Allura stepped forward. She had been watching their odd Earthen antics with a curious gaze, grinning slightly every time a joke was offered. She felt herself growing warmer towards the five, a feeling of acceptance outweighing the dread that used to consume her.

But they still could never replace her missing friends.

"Yeah," Miles agreed, opening another cupboard, "where did all the Oreos go?"

"No, that's not–" Allura cut herself off as her voice began to go higher, sighing deeply as Miles ignored her distress. "I believe that the four of you should go to your Lions, and try to bond with them. We will have some team exercises in the coming days, but I want to see what you can do on your lonesome first."