Keith One Shots

~Three Years Apart~

This was requested by Someone-secret and I just gotta say I like their profile picture. This is based on after the fight with Lotor and it's if Keith never went into the quintessence fields with the others. Here ya go!

Third P.O.V

Keith tightened his pony tail (literally waited so long to write about pony tail Keith) and sorted out his tools. Being a mechanic was something he was enjoying. Okay, so maybe going from a paladin of Voltron to a mechanic was a bit of a difference, but he hadn't exactly been left with a choice. Once Voltron disappeared without Keith he kinda had to find the nearest planet so he could help Shiro who was in rough shape. It took a while for him to heal but he did eventually and he's doing better now. The two then decided that staying there would be best seeing Black was still beaten up and they had no where else to go. They'd been on this planet ever since and picked up jobs. They plan on moving eventually but they can't return to Earth safely without bringing something bad with them. Lotor may be gone but the galra are still lurking.

"Hey Keith! You doing alright?" Shiro asked, walking into Keith's workshop.

"Hey Shiro. Yeah I'm doing good. Kinda running out of customers though. No one needs a mechanic when they already have amazing technology. I can't exactly get another job either" Keith said, picking up a tool and making his way behind a dusty curtain. Behind that curtain was the Black lion who still needed fixing up a little. Keith walked over to an open area of Black and began repairing the lion (look I really don't know anything about mechanics so I apologise for not using correct terms I'm literally guessing). Shiro came through the curtain too and sighed.

"I know you want to repair Black Keith but without any knowledge of how to repair them we can't. Altean technology is too advanced" Shiro pointed out.

"I know but seeing Allura, Coran and Romelle are all dead we'll never know how to properly do it so I might as well try" Keith said bitterly. He really missed the others but after three years he knew they must be dead.

"I know I know. We need to get back to Earth. Maybe you should try working on a spacecraft that isn't Black?" Shiro suggested. Keith shook his head and used his arm to wipe the sweat off of his forehead.

"There's no point. We can't get back to Earth anyways. We'd attract galra there with us. Plus do you really wanna be the one to tell everyone's families that their children are dead?" Keith said, using a spanner to tighten up a bolt in Black. (I HONESTLY HAVE NO IDEA OKAY)

"Okay I guess you have a point. I should get back to my job. I'll see you around Keith" Shiro said, walking through the curtain and closing it.

"See you.." Keith sighed before putting his spanner back. Shiro was right. They weren't making any progress with fixing Black. They couldn't really fix Black properly without Altean knowledge. Feeling defeated, Keith went back through the curtain and began looking for something else to try and repair. He picked up his neckerchief and put it on, putting it high over his mouth. He also grabbed some goggles and put them on, mostly because he knew the thing he was about to repair was extremely dusty and sooty. He picked up his tool and got to work.

About an hour later he heard the bell attacked to the door ring. He was kinda occupied under a vehicle at the moment so he called out to them.

"Hang on, I'll be there in a second" Keith mumbled, holding a screw driver in his mouth.

"Okay, take your time" said the voice. Keith stopped for a second. Why did they sound so familiar? He could tell by the amount of foot steps that there were at least five people. He started finished off a little bit of the repairs and slid out from under the vehicle, taking his gloves off.