Lance's POV
"Keith! Are you ready yet?"
"Nearly. What do you think I should go as? A vampire?" Keith said as she swung a red cape over his shoulders,"Or a floating head?"
It's around the time Halloween would be on Earth so after we explained what it was to the Arusians, we had an annual trip to go trick or treating in the villages.
"Did you see what you drew in the game show? You'd never be able to make that look realistic."
" Well I could probably do a better job than you!" He pouted, putting fangs in his mouth. I grabbed a cauldron shaped bag to put food in.
I wonder if any of the locals dressed as Zarkon. I wouldn't be surprised if they did, especially after our big battle with him about a month ago. Obviously we won but some of us suffered greatly. Allura lost a hand, Pidge lost Rover #2 and Hunk lost both his legs. I got battered and bruised but Keith got out perfectly fine. We held together somehow.
"You okay there Lance? You zoned out a bit?"
" Yeah. I'm just explaining the past month to the readers."
"The who?"
"Never mind. You ready?"
"All set!"
The door slid open as we stepped out of the castle and onto the planet. A few Arusians looked at us with weird looks. I wonder why? They probably don't know what a vampire is.
When we finally got to a decorated house, a male stepped out to greet us, gave us another weird look, and put all of the sweets and nunvil cans into the cauldron.
As we got back, we went to the garden on the first floor and saw Allura.
"Hey Lance..."
"Hey Allura! What are you doing here?"
"I'm going to see, you know, him."
She looked at my and Keith's connected hand.
"Who do you mean? Your fathers other hologram?"
"I mean Keith, Lance." I gave her a confused look.
"What do you mean? He's right here aren't you Keith?"
He didn't answer.
"I guess you're still in shock of what happened..." She gave me a pained look.
"What are you saying Allura?"
"In the fight with Zarkon. Keith he... Zarkon got him at the neck."
"No. That didn't happen. I'm holding his hand right now."
"Lance," She said,"That isn't his hand"
"Then who's hand am I holding?"
"That isn't a hand."
"That's Keith's head."
