*Note, Fayores is Me, The Author.*
Lance: Is anyone online?
Lance: Its been ten minutes but I have a sneaking suspicion...
Lance: When I was a young boy....
MY FATHER TOOK ME INTO THE CITY.: Keith
Lance: I KNEW IT.
Dammit! I fall for that every time!: Keith
Yes...yes you do. Why do you think we use it all the time to get you to call out?: Pidge
True...: Keith
Hunk: Oh we can start talking now? Thank god the sexual tension was getting so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Lance: EXCUSE ME?
Hunk: Did I fucking stutter Lance?
Oof, savage Hunk. Who taught you swears?: Pidge
Hunk: Oh, I picked it up off of Dad.
Shiro: O.o Oh. Oh dear.
Why is everyone messaging at 6 A.M.? DO YOU PEOPLE SLEEP?!: Fayores
Shiro: No.
Lance: No.
Hunk: No.
No.: Pidge
No.: Keith
Well you woke me up so congrats, start hoping I don't write up some trouble.: Fayores
Lance: CRAP I FORGOT SHE'S THE AUTHOR.
I'm sure she won't be too harsh on us.: Pidge
Yeah, we should be alright.: Keith
Lance: Says the author's favorites!
Hunk: Let's just be quiet and let her sleep...
Shiro: Agreed... the sooner we shut up, the better chance we have of being spared.
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Voltron Texting AU
FantasyThis, ladies and gentleman, is what happens when the paladins of Voltron (And others) make a group chat...prepare for some crazy shenanigans. (And Klance) WARNING: There is a bit of foul language in this. If your not okay with that, then by all mea...
