A/N: Yes, I did make juniberries drug berries. Think plants that can be made into a drink or snack that is known to cause states of euphoria, heightens senses, and is often used as an aphrodisiac.
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"We found the Green Lion!" Pidge's voice shouted.
Hunk winced as his teammate's voice echoed within the Castle's walls. He swore he even heard the speakers vibrate.
"I have the wormhole stable for the moment," the princess said quickly. Sweat dripped from her brow as she focused all of her concentration on keeping the wormhole open. "But I won't be able to do so for much longer."
"We're coming, your highness," Shiro said, his voice much calmer than Pidge's. "We should be coming through any minute."
"Minute," Coran muttered. "We really need to compare time keeping patterns."
Approximately thirty seconds later, a bright green mechanical lion burst through the wormhole. When the Lion left the vicinity of the wormhole and approached the Castle, the princess heaved a heavy sigh and slumped weakly to the floor.
"Princess!" Hunk cried, rushing to catch Allura before she hit the floor.
"Allura!" Coran said, wiping away the sweat from the Altean woman's face. "Are you alright?"
Allura took several deep breaths before nodding and standing back up with Hunk's help. "I'm fine," she said. "Just a headache." She blinked and tilted her head as if listening to something. "Do you hear that?" she asked.
"Hear what?" Hunk asked.
"It could be the hangar door closing," Coran said uncertainly. "But we're a bit too far up to hear it normally."
But Allura was shaking her head. "No," she said. "It's like voices, but not."
"You mean like how my Lion talks to me?" Hunk asked. He straightened in excitement. "Is it Lance? Do you hear the Blue Lion? Or is it the Red Lion?"
Again, the princess shook her head. "No, that's not how it works," she said firmly. "Only the paladins can hear the inner thoughts and emotions of their Lions."
She pushed away from the yellow paladin's arms and tilted her head. "I think..." She huffed and gathered up her skirt before running out of the bridge and down the hall.
"Um, princess?" Hunk called.
He chased after Allura with Coran wondering what the heck was going on? This was just a complete and total mess. Yesterday, he was just a cadet in the Galaxy Garrison hoping to one day go to space. In the span of a single night and day, he was now the pilot of a giant, sentient, mechanical robot cat, working with three 10,000-year-old people, one of whom was missing -his fault- kind of, sort of living in an ancient, possibly magical castle in space, fighting purple space Nazis, and now chasing a princess down a hall. By Pele, what did he ever do to deserve this?
When he looked up, he realized they were heading to the healing pod chamber. Oh no, please say there wasn't another sleeping ancient person to deal with. Hunk wasn't sure if he could handle another space elf running around.
The door to the chamber slid open and the princess stopped abruptly. Coran barely managed to stop before bumping into Allura, but Hunk couldn't slow down as quickly. Mass and inertia are a thing, after all. Hunk slammed into Coran, who bumped into Allura, who fell to her hands and knees, grunting on impact.
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Warmth (Klance Warmth series Book 1 of +4)
FanfictionThey lost. Voltron lost. 10,000 years ago, Altea lost. Now they have a chance to fight again, to win. They had to win. To win meant to survive. Woken from a 10,000 year slumber, Allura and Lance struggle to find their place in a universe as members...