for the pairing number thing I can't decide between 3 and 18 and I really don't know which ship??So Which ever is the first to come to mid for you
As for ships hmmMMmmmMm klunk?
A high pitched scream from somewhere in the castleship caused Hunk to flinch and almost drop the delicate machinery he was about to pass off to Pidge. Pidge huffed, adjusting her glasses as she lifted her head from behind her monitor to look towards the hangar doors. “Sounds like Lance.”
Hunk frowned. “Do you think it’s serious?”
“If it is, you already know he’s coming straight here.”
They both jumped again at another shout, staring wide-eyed at the doors now. Hunk set the piece he just fixed together down, afraid of dropping it. “Now, that sounds like Keith. What do you think happened this time?”
“Maybe… but I think it’s something more personal.”
“Well, I happened to notice that the jar with that alien worm in it that you were observing went missing this morning.”
Pidge cocked an eyebrow at him. “The one that grows and shrinks to consume its prey?”
“No! What the fuck?! Get that thing aWAY FROM ME!” Lance burst into the hangar with Keith right on his heels. They slammed the door shut just as the gigantic worm lunged for them. A metallic thud followed. They slumped over with their hands on their knees, their breathing labored.
Keith was the first to lift his head, a glare marring his face. “What were you doing?!”
“Uh? Running for my life? What do you think I was doing?!” Lance straightened up with a glare of his own.
“Woah! Woah, guys! Let’s just take a moment to calm down.” Hunk approached them with both hands raised in a placating manner. Keith and Lance glanced to him before dropping their gazes and shuffling their feet. “Now, what happened?”
“Lance broke into my room.”
Lance sputtered indignantly, “Excuse me?! I didn’t break in. I knocked!”
“Yeah, knocked and then let yourself in without me saying you could.”
“I had something to show you!”
“You could’ve waited until I said you could come in to show me the killer worm.”
“Fuck. Off. As if I was supposed to know a tiny, purple worm was gonna try and kill us!”
“I literally told you yesterday that it was carnivorous, Lance,” Pidge sighed, rubbing a hand over her face. “Look. I’m gonna climb through the vents and try to get Coran or Allura to help me with the worm. You guys stay here, and Hunk, make sure they don’t touch anything.”
“Anything,” Pidge stood and made her way to the vent.
“Nothing? Not even our wonderful, beautiful boyfriend Hunk?”
Pidge stiffened and turned back to him with scowl. “No. I will make you scrub and clean this entire hangar, don’t even test me. You three keep your hands to yourselves, or so help me, I will make your lives absolute hell.”
Pouting, Lance watched her climb into the vent and sat on the floor. Then, he grinned, “You know, she never said anything about touchi-”
“No, Lance,” Hunk and Keith said simultaneously. Lance flopped back to lay on the floor with a groan.