Plance Closure

Reality Check

"Wake up..."
"Wake up..."
"WAKE UP!"

"Aaaaahhhh!!!!!"

Pidge finally woke up startled.
Who the quiznak was waking her up with a freakn megaphone at this hour?!?

That's when she noticed she wasn't in her bedroom but on the roof. Not to mention, some lanky skinny man in a nice blue garrison uniform was looking straight at her.

"UGH LANCE! U shouldnt scare me like that!"

"Hey im not the one that fell asleep on the roof! Cmon we're going to be late if u dont hurry up!"

" What?...Oh shoot ur right! The departure ceremony! We're leaving today! I need to get my uniform and my other stuff packed and get that coding done...oh no i'm so screwed!"

"Dont worry u got me! Sharpshooter to the rescue!"

Before Pidge could object he picked her up bridal style and they both ran down all the way to Pidge's room.

"Ok lance u can put me down now!" Pidge said. She couldn't help blushing and hoping that Lance wouldn't notice the sudden redness appearing on her cheeks.

"Uh huh u sure abt that? last time we almost lost u! Who falls asleep on the roof anyway?"

"Its called being sleep deprived" Pidge said jokingly all the while trying hard to stay calm.

"I see roof sleeping hasnt toned down your sassy attitude!"

Pidge stuck her tongue out at lance as she ran into her room to get changed. It only took a few seconds before she rushed back out the door again. Her hair was obviously not combed, the buttons on her jacket were messed up, everything she had packed was abt to fall out of her bag and to top it all off Her shoes were not even on the right feet!

"Pidge ok u still have like 5 mins! At least take that toothbrush out of ur mouth!"

"I have oofufbrucfch? Ivk my mouthsh? Oh frightsch!"  Pidge spit out the toothbrush and put it straight into her bag.

"Ok nope noppity nope!" Lance exclaimed in disgust. "This is ridiculous!"

"What?!? I finished my coding pattern just in time! Im ready to go!"

"Ok Pidge um Im going to say this as gently as i can but u cant show up to the ceremony before our departure looking like that!"

Pidge stared at him. Her uncombed hair fell into her face and Pidge tried to get it out of the way with an exasperated forceful breath.

"I still don't understand..." she finally stated. "I have everything i need"

"Ok genius let me work my magic!"

Lance made Pidge sit on her rolling office chair in front of a full length piece of metal that Pidge had collected. Lance thought it would be a good replacement for a full length mirror while he basically made Pidge presentable.

He buttoned her jacket properly this time. Put the shoes on the right feet and basically washed her face.

Finally he only had to come her hair.

"Stay still Pidgey"

"Its hard to do that when it hurts so much Ow! Stop pulling!"

"Beauty hurts honey!" Lance said while acting like he was the greatest hairdresser that ever lived. "I dont understamd how you can be a genius at basically everything and yet what u never comb ur hair?"

"I do...when i have time its just not a priority at the moment"

Lamce rolled his eyes but smiled. Whether Pidge was dressed like a princess or not he didnt really care. What mattered is that she looked like...well... herself. No dresses, no make up no gimmicks. She was as natural as a girl could be.