Sickened Mind

Chapter 13

Lance walked down the halls of the castle, arms crossed over his chest. Thoughts rushed through his brain, fileling the different scenarios that could take place once he opens the door. He didn't even notice that he had stopped right outside Keith's door. Letting out a sigh, he knocked.

"Keith?"

No answer.

Lance sighed. 'I hope he's not mad' he thought to himself. He finally opened the door and walked in. The lights were off. That was the first thing he noticed. No way did he sleep through all that racket! Especially with those huge ears. Upon further inspection though, Lance finds the pillow over Keith's head as he lays sprawled out, blanket falling off of him, and one arm fallen off the bed. Lance couldn't help but giggle slightly at this sight. He must have been so tired last night to sleep this hard.

Lance walked over to the bed and sat near Keith's upper body. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he shook him in an attempt to wake him up. A low growl like whine escaped him as he pulled his blanket over his body, curled up and roled away from Lance.

"Oh come on Keith, don't be a baby. Your still a paladin of voltron. You can't get Lazy." He smiled softly, removing his hand.

Keith sat up and yawned, stretching his back like a cat would. He blinked a couple times and looked at Lance with tired eyes as his ears still drooped slightly. Lance sighed. This wasn't Keith. He turned and faced away, placing his elbows on his knees and resting his head on his hands. Keith seemed really confused by this and scooted closer, placing his chin on Lance's shoulder.

"Heh.. hey." He tapped Keith's nose as he moved it back and scrunched it up slightly.

Lance got up and grabbed Keith's red Jacket. Keith hadn't gotten dressed last night. He was so tired from everything that happened, so he just slipped his shoes and Jacket off in the middle of the floor and passed out. He glanced back at Keith, then the Jacket. He shrugged and hung it up. He probably wouldn't even put it on. Lance didn't want that Jacket getting ruined, for Keith's sake. So he just grabbed his shoes and forced them on Keith's feet. He fussed a little, but Lance got them on.

He then walked to the door. "Come on Keith, we have to say hi to the others."

Keith growled in protest and layed back down face first. Lance rolled his eyes and walked over to him, grabbing his arm. "Come ooon! I don't want to carry you!" He pulled. Keith jumped up and bit his arm, though armor protected it. Lance let out a Yelp from the sudden movement, and fell backwards. "Keith! What the hell!?" He tried shaking his arm, but Keith held tight with his sharp teeth. He wrapped his arms around Lance's and proceeded to pin Lance with his own Legs.

"Ah! Don't do that!" He scolded. "Bad Keith! Bad Keith!"

Though, Keith bit harder as the metal started bending. Lance yelped again, and this time was able to role back and get Keith's legs off, though his Jaw stayed locked. Finally, the door slides open. In came Shiro pidge and hunk.

"Lance we herd screaming, whats-" they froze seeing what was happening.

"A little help!?" Lance shouted.

Shiro jumped in and grabed Keith by the shoulders and tried pulling him off. A loud snap was herd as Keith let go and let out a loud growl. He slashed at Shiro, who let go and took a step back. Keith lost his balance and fell into Hunk, who grabbed his shoulders.

"You ok, man-?" He asked sympathetically.

Keith's eyes widened as he growled again and did a half back flip, half roll to the other side of the room where no one was. He stood in a defensive position, low to the ground, eyes darting around the room at everyone there. Lance was leaned against a dresser, breathing heavily and holding the arm he bit. Shiro also seemed to be in a defensive stance. While pidge had her bayard out and Hunk seemed to be holding her back.