Klance Fanfic (kinda old)

Let the game begin..

A camera is zooming in on an unknown figures face, but it's blurry and you can't tell who it is. The background is fuzzy but it looks colourful like a kid's ball pit, but decorated quirkily. It then zooms out and focuses, making their face much clearer. It's hunk, happy and well, except not in his usual outfit. The tall yet slightly chubby man was wearing a black and yellow suit, with his hair slicked back.

A voice suddenly emerges from behind the camera, while Hunk is signalling to it with a thumbs up. The voice sounds.. young, and..female. "Alright, we're on in three, two, o-"

Unfortunately for Pidge, Lance steps right in front of the her, blocking the camera with his stomach. "Wait a second.. YOU'RE RECORDING THIS?" The camera ends up being turned upwards towards the ceiling. Pidge growled in frustration. "Ugh, Lance! You're ruining the game show!" Lance threw his hands up angrily

"Game show!? What gameshow?! I though we were just hanging out!? And where is Keith and Allura!?" Pidge sighed.

"Just take it as a.. a fun game! Just let me and Hunk have our fun Lance. "

"Alright, but only on one condition. Tell me what it's about.

Hunk butts in. "We want to find you a love interest." Pidge smiled mischievously as he said this. "Oh.. uh, okay then... I like love, I guess.." Lance sat back down in his seat.

"Okay, sorry about that! We are on in three, two, one!" Hunk jumps in on the word one, looking almost too enthusiastic. "Hello and welcome to our gameshow, Looooove Finder!" As this was said, a glass wall was raised in front of Lance. He jumped in surprise. "Hey! What- what is this!? Hunk!"

Hunk cleared his throat and continued "As you can see, our special guest today is Lance McClain! Who recently came out as Bi!" Clapping and cheering was sounded by a machine.

A quizzical look was displayed on Lances tan face. Two walls were next to him, and on either side was Keith and Allura, clearly not very happy to be there. None of them knew what Pidge, Hunk and Shiro had planned and all of them looked very unhappy.

But Lance was the odd one out. Allura and Keith knew what they were doing, for they had agreed to it; it was sort of an early Valentine's Day gift, if you will. Hunks voice could be heard once more

"Now before we start with complete strangers, we thought we'd surprise Lance a bit and start with people he knows!" Lance looked dumbfounded at this remark. Keith grunted But Shiro gave him a glare from the audience which silenced him completely.

"So contestants, you will be competing for Lance's love! They have been giving voice changers so Lance can't recognise their voices!" Hunk revealed. "So Contestants, Lance is going to ask a question, and you will have to answer truthfully. Let's do this!" More cheering is sounded.

"Lance, state your first question!" Hunk smiled.

"Okay, uh, lets start off simple. Ideal date?" Lance said, a twinge of nervousness in his voice.

"Okay! Contestant number 1, state your answer!"

An unfamiliar but uncannily female voice answered the question. "Well, we could save some planets together, or talk about our future-" Lance did an exaggerated yawn, interrupting Allura

Hunk took this a clear sign of uninterest. "Contestant 2?"

Another unfamiliar voice, although anyone watching could clearly see that it was Keith. "Knowing Lance, he misses Earth. So I'd try to take him back to Earth for a date. M-maybe go to the movies or an arcade, have dinner at a nice restaurant and then maybe.. stargazing?" Keith was blushing at this point. Lance was "awwing" and putting his hands on his heart, as though he'd seen something adorable.

"I'm not going to ask Lance what answer he liked best, because he will use these answers to determine who he likes best in the end. Next question Lance?"

"Hmm.. opinions on dancing?"

"Contestant 1?" Hunk asked.

"I don't really focus on dancing. I have better things to do with my time." Allura exclaimed confidently. Lance frowned slightly.

"Contestant 2?"

"I can't dance. But I know Lance is good at dancing, and I'd be willing to learn. He could teach me sometime?" Keith's face was tomato-red, yet he was still smirking. Lance was smiling cheerily.

"Aaaalright, next q?"

"Music Taste?"

"Contestant 1?"

Allura responded, but not in the way Lance might have wanted. "I don't really like music. Classical, I suppose." Lance crossed his arms, and sighed.

"2?"

Keith replied straight away. "MCR. So, punk rock. But Lance's music is growing on me. Shakira, Beyoncé and all that."

Lance looked unimpressed. "You guys have no taste. Ever heard of spice girls?? Britney Spears??" 

Allura perked up. "What's a spice girl? A girl formed from spice? How is that musical?" This comment made Keith burst out in hysterics. Lance pouted. 

"Next question!" Hunk interrupted. 

"How about.. ideal gift to give to your partner?" Lance inquired, running short of ideas. 

"Contestant 1?" 

"Hmm. I'm not good at gifts, but I'm sure a romantic gesture would be nice." Pondered Allura. Lance considered this answer.

Keith took awhile to think, but was confident when he spoke. "A motorbike. Definitely a motorbike. However Lance might like a blue lion plush" 

Lance gawped at Keith's answer. "I didn't know those existed??"  I want one!" Keith chuckled at Lances response, and smiled fondly. 

Loud music then played, and Hunk was back in front of the mic. "Alright! That was the end of round one!" 

Lance was gobsmacked. "Round one!? How many rounds are the-" Hunk cut him off. "Time for the adverts! We'll be back right after the break!" 

Keith sighed, uneasy about the whole situation.