Voltron Season 8 Rewritten

Episode One: Last Night On Earth

Hello! It's your author here, telling you that this is indeed what the title says. I got a request to write this, and now I'm doing it. I know s8 came out a while ago, so this is a little late, but I hope you can read it and enjoy it anyway. Onward!

~Lance~

I sit at the table, listening to Hunk talk about our new show. A whole show, based on us! I should be more excited, but instead I'm sitting here, gazing blankly at the table and absentmindedly stirring my cup of...what even is this? Coffee? Tea? Hot chocolate? I don't know, but it's gone cold now. I've been sitting here, "listening" to Hunk, for a good forty-five minutes.

"-and I think they're hinting at some romance between Keith and Allura-" Hunk says. I cut him off by standing abruptly and slamming my hands down on the table.

"Keith and Allura? No! It should be Lance and Allura!" I shout.

"Ooh, a love triangle. I like where you're taking this," Hunk says.

I glare at him, feeling my previous anger at "Kallura" or whatever their stupid ship name is begin to simmer down. I sit back down gently. "No, no. It's not about that," I say sadly, looking into my cup.

"Oh, that's right. You said you were gonna ask Allura on a date. You asked her didn't you! Oh, and she said no. Oh. Oh, man. And here I am rubbing your face in it..."

I cut him off. "She didn't say no. I..." I look away from Hunk, choosing instead to look at my shoe. "Well, I never asked her,"

Hunk puts his hands on the table. "You chickened out?"

"I was going to ask her, but she's been spending, like, every day in the med bay. Maybe...maybe this just isn't the right time." I look at my hands, the table. Anywhere but Hunk.

"No, Lance. What? It's the only time. After tomorrow, we're back at it in space fighting the Galra. There is not other time, literally. You're asking her today and that is final, young man," he states firmly. I raise my eyebrows in both curiosity and mild concern for what might happen if I don't ask her.

"Well, what do you want me to do? Every time I try and get her attention she either turns me down or doesn't have time," I say, rolling my eyes. "There's no way we could somehow manage to get me to the point where I can successfully ask her out,"

"Well, you know, maybe if you asked her out like a normal person she'd say yes," Hunk chuckles.

"Wha- a normal person? I'm perfectly normal! What about my past attempts to ask her out make me weird?"

Hunk smiles hugely. "Well, you don't know your way around a decent pick-up line, for one. For two, every time you flirt with her you end up doing finger guns and winking, plus your weird tongue click thingy. So yeah, no. Perfectly normal,"

I cross my arms and sit back in my seat, grumbling "My pick-up lines are not bad,"

Hunk rolls his eyes. "They're horrible. Honestly, it should be illegal for you to even make the anymore,"

I stick out my tongue. "Just tell me the stupid plan already,"

Hunk smiles. "Okay, so-"

Of course, just as we're about to get to the part I actually care about, Iverson has to announce our stupid meeting.

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Throughout Shiro's speech, I'm watching Allura. Not in a creepy, gross kind of way. I'm just...entranced by her beauty, is all. Yeah, that's it. Entranced. But also kind of sad, because we'll have so little time. Even if she says yes, we only have a few more hours left on Earth.