Voltron: Legendary Defender (Sort of fixit fic but more random crap) (Takes place sort of during season 7) 'THE 8TH WHEEL' Because Prince Lotor's fate in season 6 still haunts me in my dreams, I'm going to make this lil fic that follows Lotor's horribly handled struggle to fit in with the Galaxy Garrison Lotor has always been a true champion at using his words to get what he wants, when he wants. He always had a plan, even for the most obscure of contingencies. 'Yes, Acxa, I do plan for when our ship accidentally gets stuck in a weblum's mouth!' He was always ready, always calculating, and always correct. But after suffering a massive exposure to Quintessence that completely skews his entire life's 10,000 years of planning, Lotor finds himself treading water to keep up with everyone. The Galaxy Garrison was not at all where Lotor pictured himself after accessing the rift but here he was, worrying more about where he was supposed to sit for lunch rather than Zarkon breathing down his neck with a knife pressed to his back. And, in all honesty, Lotor is still unsure of whether he preferred the knife to this drama. Basically if you want some silly and wholesome lotor content, here you go (Starts out kinda angsty cuz still gotta get that boy outta the rift, then transitions to more goofy setting for the poor purple boy) (WARNING FOR YALL HARDCORE SHIPPERS OUT THERE! - - I'm a Lotura fan -those two space elves are just so precious and I LIVE for the aesthetic- so Lotura may turn out to be subplot, plus KLANCE IS GOLD so if you get klance vibes from this fic you're right on the money) Disclaimer: I don't own characters, don't own art, only plot is mine