lance log #42: the camera focuses on lance, with hunk and pidge making peace signs in the background
lance: so it’s almost 4am, and the pb&j team is back at it again
lance: we found a bunch of alarm clocks and put them in keith’s room, all set for 4am
pidge: this is payback for eating the last of my space butter
pidge: *dramatic zoom in of her face* no one eats the last of my space butter, keith
lance: hunk came up with the idea, pidge and i implemented it
lance: ok, it’s showtime in 3, 2, 1-
*alarms start going off and a crash is heard*
hunk: lance is dying on the floor with pidge so i’m taking over the log
hunk: i’m pretty sure that crash was keith falling from his bed
hunk: *suddenly zooms in on a small keef in the distance* oh my god, he’s coming! run!
the camera is dropped to the floor and footsteps are heard running past it. distant screams ring out from somewhere in the castle. then, quiet. after a few minutes, the camera is picked up.
hunk: oh my god, keith showed up before we were ready. we all ran for it.
hunk: keith tackled lance and they landed on pidge, so i just booked it
hunk: rest in pieces, guys. you’ll be missed
*end of log*