Lance always felt this feeling of familiarity towards Keith. Not only because Keith is Lance's sworn rival and this has always been between them, but something weirder and more relaxing then the truth. "I think it all started with that dream." Lance said in the kitchen while Hunk and Pidge ran a batch of space cookies. "What dream?" Pidge asked as she slid the tray into the oven, closing the oven door and setting the timer. "I don't even know man," Lance looked distant and worried as he spoke, "I can't even finish the dream. Anyway, are you sure those cookies are edible?" He pointed to the freshly baked brown tinted ovals on the oven tray Hunk was holding. "We're positive." Hunk said, putting the tray down and taking a bite out of the horrid cookie. Pidge seemed to be more focused on Lance's dream, turning his attention towards her. "Forget that, what do you remember from your dream?" Cover: By meAll Rights Reserved
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