#sitcomreference

On Friday Keith is at the table before anybody else when Pidge shows up and sits down next to him, “You’ll never guess what I found.” They say excitedly.

“Hm?” Keith says while he bites into his pizza.

They pull out an old vcr tape from their bag, “A documentary on the Wendigo.”

Keith’s eyes bulge and he grabs the tape from their hands, “No way really? Where did you get it?”

Pidge shrugs, “Some guy on Ebay was selling it.”

“Pidge this is so awesome we have to watch it!”

“Watch what?” Lance asks and him and Hunk approach the table.

“New cryptid video.” Pidge response.

“Ugh.” Lance says, “Keith don’t tell me you like these cryptid things too.”

Keith can hear his heartbeat in his ears, “I find them interesting.” He says with a the cool he can muster.

Lance scoffs, “Yeah but-”

“They are creepy!” Hunk interjects.

Lance motions his hand toward Hunk, “Thank you Hunk.”

“Cryptids aren’t creepy!” Pidge exclaims.

“Uh huh,” Lance says, “and what cryptid video did you find?”

“The Wendigo.” Pidge shrugs.

“Uh huh,” Lance says again, “and what perse, is the Wendigo?”

“Oh the Wendigo is fascinating Lance, it is from Algonquian folklore and it is a man eating monster.” Pidge explains.

Hunk’s face has paled, and Lance nods, “Uh huh and you don’t find that, I don't know, absolutely terrifying?”

Pidge and Keith turn to face each other with confusion on their faces, “No.” They both say in unison.

“Unbelievable.” Lance says.

“Whatever Lance,” Pidge says, “Not everybody is obsessed with cheerleader movies like you.”

“Hey!,” Lance says offended, “The Bring It On movies are the greatest to ever exist and you are just hateful.”

Pidge rolls their eyes at that, “Whatever you watch your cheerleader movies and we will stick to cryptids, which are way less scary than cheerleaders.”

Hunk nods, “They have a point there.”

Lance huffs and sits back in his seat crossing his arms.

“So anyway,” Hunk says trying to change the subject, “Keith are you coming to the game tonight?”

“Huh?” Keith says looking up from trying not to stare at Lance, “Yeah maybe.”

“What you have to go!” Pidge says, “The games are so boring.”

“You make it sound so enticing.” Keith says deadpan.

“Don’t listen to them buddy.” Hunk says, “Plus afterwards the team gets together at Matt’s house.”

Lance sits up, “Yeah man those are the best.”

Pidge groans, “Ugh I forgot about Matt’s parties.”

Lance brushes them off, “Yeah whatever Pidge. Keith you gotta come to the party man.”

Keith hates parties, he has only been to a few but none have ended well. He wants to say no but then he looks at Lance and sees the excitement in his eyes and all that comes it is, “Yeah sure.”

Hunk claps and Lance whoops, “Sweet man you are going to love it.”

Keith hopes he is right.

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Keith arrives at the stadium after the opening kickoff. He looks around for Pidge but does not see them, he pulls out his phone to text them when he is hit in the back of the head with popcorn. He turns to see Pidge standing, basically on top of people, waving their arms around. Keith rolls his eyes and walks over to join them.

“How is the game going?” Keith asks

Pidge shrugs, “Game just started so not much has happened yet.”

Keith nods, “Cool.”

Pidge and Keith sit there for a while watching the game, Keith sees Lance on the feild and his eyes follow him watching the way he moves. Lance is thrown the ball and begins running down the field at full speed, the crowd is roaring, Lance makes it to score a touchdown and the crowd cheers, but the loudest people in the crowd is a group of about ten people yelling “DALE PAPITO DALA! DALE PAPITO DALE!” Keith looks down at Lance and sees he has taken off his helmet and is smiling and waving to the people yelling.

“That is Lance’s family.” Pidge says.

Keith looks from Lance to his family, “They are so.. Big.”

Pidge laughs, “That isn’t even all of them, those are just the ones in America.”

Keith’s eyes widen, “And they all came to see Lance play?”

Pidge nods, “Yeah they come to every game, even the away ones.”

Lance’s family continues to yell as Lance plays, sometimes they chant other times they yell at Lance for doing something show-offy. Keith is so fascinated by them he does not even notice when it is half time until the team leaves the field and the band starts.

Pidge is pulling Keith’s arm, “Come on if I don’t say hi to Ms. Sanchez she will yell at me and that is something I am not doing again.”

Keith lets himself be pulled by Pidge to Lance's family, he takes a deep breath and tries to stand up as straight as he can muster.

Pidge lights up, “Ms. Sanchez!”

The women in question lights up, “Katie! Carino how are you?”

Keith looks at Pidge with confusion, Pidge eyes him telling him to be nice, “I am good Ms. Sanchez. Lance is doing great down there.”

“Si mijo worked all summer.”

“Oh no,” Keith thinks, “this is Lance’s mom, I am meeting Lance’s mom.”

Pidge smiled, “Oh I want you to meet Keith.”

Keith's eyes widen as this eccentric woman’s attention is now on him, “Hello Ms. Sanchez.” Keith says timidly.

“Oh darling boy don’t worry,” Ms. Sanchez smiles, “I have already heard such great things about you.”

“You have?” Keith asks confused.

“Yes, mijo told me about you.”

Keith's eyes widen, “Really?”

“Si.”

“Can you,” Keith clears his throat, “What did he say?”

Her eyes widen, “Oh I can’t tell you that, it would be against his privacy.”

Pidge erupts into laughter next to them, Ms. Sanchez looks at them, “What is it Katie?”

“Oh nothing Ms. Sanchez,” Pidge says wiping their eye, “I am just so glad you two met.”

Pidge hugs Ms. Sanchez good bye and she even hugs Keith, they walk back over to their seats and Keith looks at them, “You knew that would happen didn’t you?”

“Oh yeah.” Pidge nods.

“You know Lance is going to kill you right?”