Sheith (ft. Autocorrect)

Chapter Two

"C'mon, Keith! Look!"

Keith reluctantly peeks at the screen, partially shielding his eyes with his right hand. His left hand flies over his mouth.

"Isn't that good!? He likes you back, Keith!" Pidge smiles. She shoves her hand into the bag of chips and throws a handful into her mouth. Monching and cronching sounds accompany her next comment. "You two are such big gays,"

Lance dances wildly. "Yes, yes, yes! I can already see the future you two have ahead! Married together and a honeymoon in Paris! Three kids: a son, a daughter and a gender-expansive child!"
"Let's not go there, Lance," Pidge squints.

"Matt, you raging wad of pink panther panties! I'm going to pee your pants!" Shiro storms after his roommate, who laughs obnoxiously from the sitting room.

"My pants can't wait for your pee!" Matt says gayly while rubbing his back against the wall like an excited bear.

"You disgust me sometimes," Shiro pinches the bridge of his nose.

"You put the words in my mouth, Big Gay Nut. What'd Keith say?" The brunette shimmies to his friend.

"What do I say?!" Keith cries.

"Anything!" Lance interjects.

Matt and Shiro whip their heads around as a quiet "ping" goes off from the inside of Shiro's room. The pair race to the phone, both tripping on each other's feet the way there.

"How's that?"

"Oh God, anything but that!"

Matt is the first to reach Shiro's phone. He snatches it in time for Shiro to fall and slam into the ground.

"I'm going to kill you..." Shiro grumbles.

Matt's laugh is cut short as he reads the new message displayed on the screen. "Oh,"

"What's wrong?"

"Oh no,"

"Why in the fresh hell would you send the entire Bee Movie script?!" Pidge screams furiously.
Lance sobs on the floor, staining the carpet with his tears.

"What was I supposed to say?!" Keith shouts.

"Not that! Anything other than that would've been better!" Pidge screams at him. "Nudes would've been better, for crying of loud! You've made a fatal mistake!"

"Matt, stop messing with me. What'd he say?" Shiro clambers to his feet.
Matt shys the phone away from him.
"Matt," Shiro groans.
Matt shoves the phone down his shorts, crossing his arms defiantly.

Keith stares at his friends, quaking with fear. "What do you mean?"

Pidge steps forward. Her tone is desperate. "Keith, you've jeopardized us all. You, Lance, Matt, Shiro and I,"

"How?!"

"I can explain later. We have to hit the road, Keith,"