Dangerous Foe's ( Vampire Paladin x Voltron )

7

A few months have passed and we were getting our new teams sense Keith washed out.

As I go over to the board with my best friend Hunk I see that I'm Fighter class!

"Oh yeah!" I do my happy dance.

"Suck it Kieth!" I salute to nothing as I look at my crew.

"Oh Hunk! Your on my team!" We fist bump as I also see a... Pidge? Gunderson?

"Who the heck is Pidge Gunderson?"

"Ah! That's m-me!" I turn around to see a small peanut.

"Oh I'm Lance! I'll be the fighter pilot! And this is Hunk!"

As hunk and I start conversations Pidge was distracted I turned to see what he was looking at to only see HEADMASTER!

All three of us saluted as he was passing by.

"Wrong Hand cadet." We All switch to the right hand as he passes by.

"Well that was tense." Hunk and I laughed as I invited Pidge to come hang out.

"Sorry but I don't have time to hang out with you guys." Then he was off.

Weird? Ok then it'll just be Hunk and I.

-A few days later-

"This is Galaxy Garrison flight log 1751 begin descent to Kerberos for rescue mission." As I start the descent I hear Hunk groan in the background,

"Lance, can you keep this thing straight?"

I shrug my shoulders,
"Relax Hunk I'm just getting a feel for the stick. It's not like I did this!" As I speed up I hear him groaning in the background.
"Or this!" As I take a sharp right.

"Ok, you want to wipe beef strogen out of the little books and crannies of this thing, you better knock IT OFF MAN!"

"We've picked up a distress beacon!" Pidge suddenly yells to my right.

"Alright looks alive team, Pidge, track coordinates."

"Copy"

"Knock it off Lance! Please!"

"This ones on you buddy. We've got a hydraulic stabilizer out!"

Just then I hear a gulp.

"Oh no."

"Oh no, fix now! Puke later!"

"I've lost contact! The shaking is interfering with our sensors!"

"Come on Hunk!"

As I look back at him his face is green.
"It's not responding!" As he groans some more.

"Ah never mind fellas, Thar she blows. Preparing for approach on visual."

"I don't think that's advisable! With our current mechanical and gastrointestinal issues."

"Agreed." Hunk claimed as he continued to puke in the gear box.

"Stop worrying. This baby can take it, can't you, champ?"
Then there was some rumbling.

"That- She was nodding. She was nodding! Pidge hail down to them and let them know their ride is here!"

As Pidge uncovered her belt.
"Attention lunar vessel- ah!" As she fell down.

"Pidge what are you doing? Buckle your belt! Hunk stop that shaking!"

"I'm try- oh no." As he continues vomiting.

"Attention Lunar vessel! This is Galaxy garrison rescue craft! One Victor Six Three Tango. Coming in for landing extraction... against crew recommendations." He mumbles the last part.