The Derby Continues (Klance Au)

Chapter 11

Well, my younger sister got my dad into Five Nights At Freddy's........ 

It is currently almost 1:30 am... And he's still playing it!

Unedited 

Enjoy~~

"Where's Georgia and Pidge?" 

Hunk looked down at the ground as his friends and family stood in front of him.

"Hunk?" 

"We didn't know they would be there." Hunk started. 

"No." Keith shook his head in disbelief. "Hunk don't-" 

"Pidge managed to get me to go before running to help Georgia." The male continued, watching his daughter fall to the ground, her hands covering her mouth. "Zethrid and Narti-" 

A punch to the wall stopped Hunk from continuing. 

"Dant-" 

A door slammed shut, making the windows shake.

"I got him." Lance mumbled before following after his son while Keith stood still. 

Sophia's fists clenched and unclenched as anger flew threw her. 

"Sophia?" 

A hand was placed on her shoulder but she shook the person off. 

"Don't touch me." She seethed, venom lacing her voice. 

Kora took a step away from the girl, watched as she stormed off to the backyard. 

"We got to get them back." Matt spoke, his anger rising. 

"We're going to get them back." 

. . . .

"Were the zip-ties really necessary?" Pidge asked, struggling with the ties. 

"So you can't escape." 

Well no shit. We wouldn't want that happening now, wouldn't we? 

Georgia thought to herself sarcastically.  

The two girls were shoved forward, being forced to walk down a hallway. 

Georgia couldn't help but watch as Tiffany shook with every step.

"He's going to be proud of me, right?" 

Who? Lotor? 

The door's flew open, revealing Lotor. 

"Sir." Zethrid said. 

Lotor turned around, a smirk growing on his face once he seen Pidge and Georgia. 

"I didn't expect to get any of you this quickly." Lotor spoke. "What happened? Did Keith have enough of you and kick you out?"

Pidge scoffed. "The only one he would do that to is you." 

"I don't know." Lotor replied. "The two of you are pretty useless. The only thing you're good for is holding them back, especially you, Georgia." 

"G, don't let him get to you." Pidge told her, glaring at Lotor. "He's just trying to get into your head." 

"Well done, Tiffany." 

The girl dipped her head a little. "Thank you, Fa-Sir."

Georgia frowned. Sir? Who the hell calls their own father sir? 

"Take them down to the basement." Lotor instructed. "Then meet me back here, we'll figure out what to do with them."

"He'll come for us, Lotor." Pidge spat. "And you know he will."