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Keith sat at the small table in the prison cell. He was with Lance but the only other person in the cell was the Galra Prince, Lotor.
Lance and Keith were on the opposite side of the cell. They didn’t know why Lotor was in here, but they didn’t want to take any chances.
“Why are you humans…acting so strange?” Lotor questioned.
Keith and Lance were playing Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot to pass the time. They didn’t really see it as strange though.
“What do you mean?” Lance asked, leaning back and cracking his back.
Lotor’s eyes widened. “Did You just break your back?!”
Lance and Keith looked at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. Lotor just got more concerned.
“Is that how your species shows pain? Can someone just give me an answer!”
“He popped his back, nothing wrong with it. And that was laughter. It means that you're being funny, or that we are happy.” Keith explained, still giggling.
Lance cut in, “it can also happen when we are shocked!”
Lotor stared and said, “your species is weird…what were those hand symbols?”
“It’s a game that children made up. We were bored.” Keith said, rubbing the back of his neck.
Lotor blinked slowly and said, “why are you playing it if it’s made for children?”
Keith and Lance look at each other and Lance answered this one.
“We…are children?”
Lotor stopped breathing. “What.”
(A/n: I changed their ages for funsies.)
“Keith is 14 years old-“ Lotor’s look of horror grew, “while I’m 13 years old!”
Lance clapped his hands to express the point.
“But- Your fighting in a war?”
Keith smiled sadly and said, “we aren’t the youngest dude.”
Lotor stared and said, “how old is the youngest?”
“Pidge is ten!”
Lotor blinked in shock, “Earth- Years?”
He looked like he just realized something.
“Um yes? We are humans.” Keith said, raising an eyebrow.
Lance giggled and said, “ Your half-Galra! Not a full human!”
Keith rolled his eyes, “Was that really necessary?”
“Yup!”
Lotor was staring at the ground in pure shock.
Pidge is 3 Galran years old which is equivalent to a year old for a human! That means Keith is a toddler, same with Lance.
How old are the rest of Voltron!
“How old is the rest of the team?”
“Allura is equivant to 18, Shiro is 17, Hunk is 13. Coran is just old.” Lance shrugged.
Lotor was…
He just didn’t know anymore.
Lance launched himself onto Keith.
“Agh! Lance!” Lance was hugging Keith.
Ew.
“Why are you hugging meeee” Keith whined.
“I’m boreddddd,” Lance huffed.
Lotor flicked his ears. Keith huffed but adjusted Lance onto his lap. They then began to play Rock, Paper, Scissors once again.
They got up to 10 games before Zarkon walked in with two guards.
“Son. You have proved me wrong. You may leave the cell now.”
Lotor smirked but then looked at Keith and Lance.
“Father, we must talk.”
Zarkon tilted his head and pulled Lotor into his side.
“What is it?”
Zarkon was terrible to Lotor in the past, him and his older brother Caron. Caron died in a mission and now Zarkon, no matter who is there, will never ignore or be horrible to his child. Never.
“They are children, Father,” Lotor said, pointing to Keith and Lance.
Lance had removed himself from Keith’s lap as the guards pointed their Ray-Guns at the young soldiers. They were slowly trying to get away from what would be instant death if the guard decided to fire.
The guard was following them easily though.
“They are toddlers for our lifespan and only children for theirs!”
Zarkon stared in horror, children have been fighting them.
HE HAS BEEN LOSING TO CHILDREN!
Zarkon looked at the young children and said, “Is this true?”
“Yes?” Lance said. They didn't understand the big deal.
“What’s the issue?” Keith said, pulling Lance behind him.
Voltron was like family so Keith was simply protecting his younger brother. They both honestly just wanted Shiro… maybe Allura but she could be rude.
Zarkon huffed and said, “Have you children eaten? Let's get you food.”
What.
They followed Zarkon out of the cell and into a dining room. They notice Lotor waiting for Zarkon to sit first so they follow his lead.
They serve a sort of soup and as much as they wanted to eat it. They kept their wits and decided that Food poisoning wouldn’t be fun.
“Why aren’t you eating?” Zarkon said, frowning at the children.
“We don’t know if we can…” Keith replied.
“Why not? Humans have similar builds and such as Galra. It should be fine.”
Lance stared at him and said, “Similar builds, not similar digestive systems. We don’t know if this will kill us or not.”
Zarkon tilted his head and said, “Most creatures have different diets by their builds. We figured it was the same for you.”
Lotor spoke up, “Aren’t you part Galra, Keith?”
Keith nodded, “Yes, but I can’t eat some human things so I might not be able to eat some Galra things.”
Zarkon blinked, “Your half Galra?”
“Yup!”
Keith is a toddler in Galra years which makes his instincts very young.
Zarkon chuffed at Keith and his pupils got bigger, he makes a small mew. Lotor stares in pure amazement.
“Oh, my Voltron…”
Keith shakes out of his instincts within 10 minutes and immediately shoots a look at Lance.
The look that says. “Dear God, help me.”
Lance butted in as Zarkon went to make another noise.
“CAN- we please call Voltron!”
Zarkon looked and said, “Please wait a moment child.”
He went to make another noise and Keith shot another look.
“SO KEITH- why don’t we head back to the cell!”
Lotor walked over to Lance and placed a small hand around his mouth. Zarkon made a sorta whining noise and Keith whined in response.
“Your… Just a kit”
Keith chuckled and whispered, “Lance help.” While pulling Lance to him and away from Lotor.
A call rang through the base. Zarkon answered and Shiro was sitting there.
“Give us back the Voltron Padilans!”
Zarkon interrupted, “This is a Galra kit and a human child. Please explain what you people were thinking.”
Shiro blinked and said, “What?”
Allura walked into the frame, “Voltron is perfectly fine.”
Shiro pushed her, gently, out of the frame. “We are all teenagers. We want our teammates back.”
Zarkon agreed and they sent Keith and Lance back to Voltron.
They had a slumber party and Allura simply argued with the movie choice. Everyone was happy.
A/N:
I Want more~