Summary: When Pidge’s birthday rolls around, Allura remembers her offhand comment about liking peanut butter. Little did she know that Lance is actually very, very allergic. (angst and fluff, and a bit of established klance because I have no self control and I ship it leave me alone)
I hardly ever post anything because I have no confidence ha so if you like it, let me know! This is very short compared to lots of other stuff I’ve written.
@taylor-tut I don’t think this is that good or even if it counts as langst/whump but I’ll tag you anyway and @voltronpaella thanks for actually getting me to post this my dude
When Allura called the Paladins into
the kitchen, Lance expected some sort of emergency.
Why they’d be meeting in the kitchen,
he had no idea, but he slid out of bed regardless. After removing his
face mask he padded out into the hall, slightly resentful that he
didn’t have time to straighten his hair.
Lance nearly bumped into Hunk in the
hallway, who was also still in pajamas. The two were the last to
arrive in the kitchen. He surveyed the others and found Shiro in full
armor, Keith with an activated bayard, and Pidge rubbing the sleep
out of her eyes with a laptop tucked under her arm.
“Princess, we’ve talked about this,”
Lance grumbled. “You have got to stop interrupting my beauty
Branham has “never been scared of death,” he says, as he chokes back tears. “It don’t bother me a bit. It’s just not seeing my kids grow up. But if I had it to do over I would do it again, if that’s what it took to provide for my family as long as I have.”
-Johnny Test whip cracks
-“Cause Honey what you see…”
-Trixie’s impressions of Rupaul
-Peter, Ron, and Chris
-Katya’s old woman, black lung, airless scream/gasp
-Trixie and Katya’s introductions
-“Oh y'all wanted a twist?”
-Katya touching Trixie with her fan
-Katya getting up and walking away
-Somewhat good advice buried under a shit ton of other things
-Katya’s little plastic hands that go on her fingers
-“Care for a fucking?”