Monsters & Mana - A Klance Fanfiction

Portal of Real - Dragon

When Keith woke up from his deep sleep, he last remembered thinking vaguely about how they were gonna get out of this retched place. Then he had dozed off. His dark eyes opened to see a sight he never ever expected to see in his whole life. Lance's sleeping face right next to his. Keith's face turned completely red. 'Gay thoughts are killing me!' He thought as he glanced back at the tan boy's face. It looked so relaxed compared to when he was awake.

Keith pulled the scarf off of him and noticed that when he removed it, he felt no difference in temperature. 'If the scarf wasn't keeping me warm, then Lance....okay!'

A few moments after he had removed the paper thin scarf of his body, he saw Lance squirm and soon his head was popping out. His ears stuck up and his tail perked up behind his back.

"Keithyyyyy! Why so earlyyyy?!" Keith heard Lance pout.

"It isn't early, Lance. Plus, if you have enough energy to pout, you must not be that tired. Now get your ass up. We need to trategize how to get the fuck outta here."

He heard Lance groan after he said this. "But Keithy, we can just stay here. Like think 'bout it! We can just split up and live our own lives without stupid ass Zarkon and Galra!" Lance said, deliriously.

'Is Lance okay?' He thought. 'He seems delirious..' Keith thought. He decided to ask Lance exactly what his thoughts said. Lance replied with small 'yuppers' and he continued to completely get off the ground and onto his feet. "Lance, you sure?" Keith asked as soothingly as possible.

"Yeah, Keithy! I've never felt better!" Keith swore he thought a baby was talking. The way Lance was talking sure sounded like it. 'He sounds like he's drunk...And why is he calling me Keithy?' 

Keith decided his best shot was physically snapping him out of it. He walked up to Lance and slapped him, hard enough to leave a slight red mark and a painful burn. Lance looked a bit shocked after Keith's hand had struck him and after a few moments, he winced.

"Lance, you good?" Keith soothingly asked. Lance looked at Keith for a few moments.

"What the fuck happened anyway?" Lance asked.

'Thank god! He's okay!'  Keith thought for a split second before answering Lance. "Dude, you were fucking delirious! You called me Keithy like it was my name. Dude, you were acting like you were drunk as fuck!' He said. Lance gaped.

"Seriously?!" He patted his cheek, still recovering from the contact and burn.

"Sorry about that." He apologized and saw Lance smile. He decided to smash Lance's hopes down. "Actually take that back. That's for all the bullshit you've put me through." Keith said, smugly.

"You still are a dick."

"Blah blah, Mullet, Stupid, Lance Shit, blah. Do you know maybe what did this to you?" Keith said. Lance rolled his eyes while Keith said the 'Lancey Lance impression' and shook his head when he asked what had made him a drunk motherfucker.

"Okay then, think back. What did we do that could have caused...that." Keith said as rudely as possible, not even trying to be nice.

"So of course you don't remember anything and to be honest, the only things we did was look for water and play twenty questions..." Keith said, uninterested. Lance nodded and when Keith mentioned water, his eyes widened.

"Wait Keith? I think the water caused it..." Lance muttered. Keith's eyes widened as well.

"Agh! Yeah, but the only reason that couldn't be possible is because I drank some too!" Keith frustratedly answered. "I dunno, Lance. We were together the whole time and—" He was cut off by Lance but Keith decided not to say anything.