Plance au: A stormy night
Pidge would never admit this to anyone on the team, but she had a terrible fear of
thunderstorms. It was silly, she knew, but ever since she was little, they had scared her to death.
Her brother Matt had always been there to comfort her when it was stormy out. She remembered
those days like it was yesterday. She would sneak into his room and slip under the covers with
him. It made her feel safer to have someone she cared about there with her.
Well, all Pidge could do when the Castle Of Lions landed on a rainy planet for the night,
was hold her tongue and hope the brewing storm would calm down. She was awfully fidgety for
the rest of the evening, but she refused to say anything. She couldn’t act like a baby now. She
was a Paladin of Voltron after all.
Everyone had gone to their rooms for the night when Pidge snuck down the corridor. She
tried to ignore the loud pounding thunder or the lighting zapping in the sky, but it wasn’t working
very well. She was shaking all over, terrified that a bolt of lightning would strike the castle any
second.
Pidge wanted so badly to cuddle up next to someone where she would feel safe. Shiro
was probably busy, and he barely got any sleep as it is. Keith wouldn’t understand why she was
so scared. Hunk would accidentally tell everyone about her fear of thunderstorms even if he was
sworn to secrecy. The Alteans? She doubted they would be able to comfort her. Lance?
Lance. For a brief moment, Pidge let herself consider the possibility of snuggling up
close to Lance, feeling warm and safe. No, no, absolutely no way she told herself a second later.
Lance would laugh, and make fun of her. That was the last thing she wanted.
Pidge could deny it all she wanted, but she never could quite ignore the small or rather
big crush she had grown on Lance. It didn’t matter though. He liked Allura and a ton of other
girls. He wouldn’t want to be with someone like Pidge anyway.
Since Pidge didn’t have any human companion to turn to, she thought she would go to
Green. She always felt safer inside of her. It wasn’t the same as having someone there next to
you, but it was better than shivering under a pile of covers for the entire night.
Pidge had almost made it there when she heard a familiar voice say something. She
leaned in closer and saw Lance talking to Blue.
“I know you’re Allura’s now, but I still like to talk to you.” He sighed to himself. Pidge
probably should’ve left him there. She wouldn’t admit it, but she talked to Green sometimes too.
It was a great way to bond with your lion. A part of her wondered what Lance would say to Blue
though. He always acted so confidently and smug, but at times, Pidge could sense a lot of doubt
in him. That made her wonder if maybe he wasn’t as confident as he seemed.
“I just wonder if the team really needs me. I mean, what do I really do that’s so special?”
He sighed again, and it sounded so dejected that Pidge’s heart almost dropped inside of her.
Pidge wanted to comfort Lance right then and assure him how important he was to the team. He
was the heart of Voltron. The one who was always there for everyone. How did he not know how
But Pidge couldn’t. He would probobly think she was just teasing him. She sighed
inwardly and continued on down the hall.
She was about to climb inside of Green’s cockpit when she heard an all too familiar voice
“Pidge? What are you doing up?”
“Lance!” Pidge almost jumped out of her skin. “You could give me a warning than you’re
“Ha, I startled you,” Lance gave that goofy smile of his.
“Did not,” Pidge denied even though she knew he was right.
“What are you doing up?” he asked again.
“What are you doing?” Pidge asked back, as her mind raced to come up with a valid
Lance shrugged. “Just didn’t feel like sleeping.” He took a few steps closer to her. Pidge
had seemed kind of jumpy this evening. He was begining to wonder if something was bothering
“Well, I was, just, uh, I forgot…” Pidge trailed off. Oh how she hated those brigtht blue
eyes of Lance’s and how they stared at her dull hazel brown ones. It was impossible to come up
with a lie looking into them.
The faint sound of thunder rumbeled in the distant and Pidge jumped back ever so
slightly. She hoped Lance hadn’t noticed, but he did.
“Pidge, you’re not scared of thunderstorms, are you?”
Curse the giant roar of thunder that boomed loudly outside. Pidge indistictly jumped
forwards, to where she was just a few inches in front of Lance. She quickly backed away and
crossed her arms together.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Lance said.
Oh great, Pidge thought. Another thing for him to tease her about. Wait until everyone knew about her fear of thunderstorms. They would think she was weak.
To her surprise, Lance didn’t tease her about it at all. In fact, he almost looked a little
symathetic. “Hey, since we’re both up, how about we play video games in my room?”
Pidge blinked several times. She had expected him to say many things, but not that. “Uh,
yeah. Why not.” It was better than being by herself with that cursed thunderstorm going on out
Lance led the way back down the corridor to his room. He was talking about something,
but Pidge didn’t hear. She was too focused on trying to ignore the booming thunder outside.
Lance seemed to notice. He moved closer to her until their shoulders were practically touching.
Another loud roar of thunder went off, and Pidge grabbed tightly onto Lance’s arm before she
realized what she was doing.
She blushed a little and was about to pull away when Lance put his arm around her. “It’s
okay,” he whispered. Pidge gave him a faint smile. Lance had many sides to him, but she had
rarely ever seen his sweet and sensitive side. It was nice to have him there.
Much to Pidge’s dissapointment, she didn’t get to hang onto Lance for long. They
reached his room, and plugged the video game. Before Pidge even knew it, she forgot all about
the storm, determined to beat Lance at every round.
She suceeded most of the time, and Lance’s outbursts were about the best thing. It was
hard not to laugh at him overly dramatic acts. Pidge and Lance didn’t hang out with each other
that much, but when they did, they had the time of their life. Pidge didn’t realize how much fun
she had when Lance was around, and Lance didn’t realize how amazing Pidge was until that
It was almost two in the morning when exhustion finally got the better of them and they
put their controllers down.
“I’m ready to call it a night,” Lance said with a yawn.
Pidge had to agree. She had almost convinced herself that the storm was over when
another loud roar of thunder went off.
“You okay?” Lance asked her, reaching out to touch her shoulder. He hadn’t realized
Pidge was shivering until now. It made him want to pull her into a big bear hug.
“I’m fine,” she said. Her shaky voice betrayed her real thoughts.
Lance looked away, then back at her again. “Pidge,” he said softly.
“You can stay if you want.”
That was as much of an invitation as Pidge needed. She never knew Lance could be so
understanding and kind. It only made him more perfect.
Lance slid under the covers of his bed and motioned for Pidge to sit next to him. She did
so, feeling a bit awkward at first, but then comfortable. It was just like the good old days when
her brother had been there with her.
Pidge had assured herself that she could lay there and fall asleep beside Lance without
getting scared again, but the loud boom of thunder thought otherwise. Before she knew it, Lance
had wrapped his warm arms around her and she had snuggeled in close. It felt so good, so
“It’s okay to be scared Pidge,” Lance said, stroking the top of her reddish brown hair.
“I know, but...I don’t want to seem weak.”
“You weak? Never.” Lance couldn’t belive she could think such a thought. Pidge was one
of the strongest people he knew. He couldn’t imagine what it was like to lose both your father and brother and have no idea where in the entire galaxy they were.
“Everyone else is so strong and fearless. I didn’t want to seem like...I wasn’t worthy of
being a Paladin I guess.”
Lance pulled Pidge a little closer to him. “You’ve already more than proven yourself as a
capable Paladin. If it’s anyone, I’m the one who isn’t worthy.”
Lance sounded so hurt that Pidge almost kicked him for saying that. “Lance, don’t you
dare ever think that,” Pidge said firmly. “You’re amazing. Your fearless, and confidnet and you
can make anyone laugh and have a good time. Your the heart of Voltron. Your what makes us a
team.”
A stream of emotions overcame Lance. Did Pidge really think that? He wasn’t sure why,
but it made him feel warm. “Thanks, Pidge.”
“Thanks Lance. For understanding.”
Ever since that night, whenever it happened to be stormy out, Lance invited Pidge to his
room to play video games, until they were tired enough to crawl into bed. Lance would always
hold Pidge close and protect her to where she almost forgot her fear of thunderstorms all
together. Both felt warm, and happy together, secretly wishing the night would last forever.
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