- Galra Soldier: My prince, I'm afraid the asteroids will not allow us to follow the Altean castle.
- Lotor: I’m sorry, but I do not know much about the asteroids. Can you explain something to me?
- Galra Soldier: Of course, my prince.
- Lotor: Do the asteroids command this ship?
- Galra Soldier: Um, I'm afraid I don't understand.
- Lotor: You said the asteroids would not allow us to follow. Do the asteroids command this ship?
- Galra Soldier: No, my prince.
- Lotor: And if I were to have you thrown out into the cold vacuum of space, would the asteroids think twice about smashing into you?
- Galra Soldier: ...No, my prince.
- Lotor: Well, then, maybe you should worry less about the asteroids who’ve already made up their mind about killing you, and worry more about me, who’s still mulling it over.
Could you write a fluffy thunderiron drabble? I went through the ao3 tag but I keep finding smut and I'm really craving some warm and fluffy stuff for them