Epilogue

"So, let me get this straight," Shiro tried to muffle his grin. "We scared off a bunch of pirates with nothing more than some exploding goo, a few trip wires, and the recorded sound of Pidge throwing a tantrum?"

"Replayed and amplified sound of Pidge throwing a tantrum. And believe me, she made for a rather terrifying swarm of monsters."

"I don't know if I should be insulted by that or not."

"Oh no, it's definitely a compliment to compared to a swarm."

"Wasn't asking you, Lance."

"I still can't get over the fact that Pidge wore a dress!"

"Hunk!"

"What?"

"I still can't believe that we didn't demolish the Castle in our younger states..."

"Are you questioning my ability to keep half a dozen youths under control, Allura?"

"No no, Coran, that wasn't what I meant at all-"

"Besides, it was only the rest of these guys who would have been a danger, you and I were still teenagers."

"Ah, yes, that must be why you two were the ones to escalate that food fight to a food war."

"How do you know that, Coran? You weren't even in the room at the time-"

"No, but I reviewed the security footage this morning."

All six youths stared at him.

"...Security footage?" Lance asked weakly.

"Indeed! And don't worry, I've got it all stored away on my personal data-cubes, so none of you can use it for blackmail material against one another without my express permission." And truly, the expressions of utter dismay on their faces were the best things Coran had seen in the last three days.

A/N: And that's the end of this mad tale! I hope you folks all enjoyed, and will consider looking through my other Voltron stuff here and on tumblr, because I'm always coming up with new ideas and insanity. So long for now,

-Triscribe