Child/teen Lance is one of my favorite tropes, so I was really happy to get a prompt like this. In fact, there was so much that I’m going to have to split this into two or three parts. Enjoy! (Also, I’m going to try to have most Spanish dialogue described, not spoken, so I don’t mess up as much. Please correct me on any mistakes!)
(Part 1- You’re here!) (Part 2)
The mission had begun without a hitch. Lance and Keith were to fly down and inspect the seemingly empty planet; the radar had shown that there were rare alloys used for repair found in the caves beneath the surface. They had flown in cautiously and gone exploring among the jungle-esque environment.
“There’s probably not even anything here,” Lance complained as the duo forced their way through the thick foliage. “We should have just gotten the metal or whatever and booked it. I must have gotten at least three types of bug bites since we landed, and I-”
“Shut up,” Keith snapped. “We still don’t know if it’s empty, so I’d really appreciate some peace and quiet until we’re in the clear.”
“That’s my point, mullet, I’m absolutely certain that there’s-”