Helloooo! I'm Thistle-Chan, bringing you a new story! I've been reading fanfics for years, but this is the first time I'll publish one. Please, please don't flame me, but constructive critisim is allowed. Hope you enjoy a kinda author-insert fic for the show that captured my heart!

Word count: 351

I spun around in my chair, staring at the ceiling. I was so bored, and doing my homework wasn't gonna help. My eyes fell on Whiplash, my cat, curled up on my pillow. "You," I pointed accusingly at him, "are so lucky that you don't have to go to school." He tilted his head at me, and flopped on his side like Hunk in Episode 1, Season 1 when he and Lance found Pidge on the roof. That gave me an idea.

Launching myself out of my chair, I slammed into my mattress. Whiplash jumped up and hissed at me. I grimaced, "Sorry, Whips." He hissed and sauntered onto my desk.

A/N: Please note that I have a dog, so I really don't know how cats act. I asked my friend, but she was extremely vague.

Reaching under my blanket, I recovered my PC. Whiplash looked at me from my desk, a curious look in his eyes. "I'm gonna watch Netfilx."

He blinked.

"Voltron? Season 6 came out today, so..."

His eyes lit up, and he scrabbled onto my lap. Giggling, I turned on the laptop, and opened Netflix. I questioned, "Marathon all of it, or just 6?"

Whiplash pawed at the screen, opening "Rise of Voltron." Smiling, I said, "Marathon it is."

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I yawned, staring at the screen. I had just gotten to "Omega Shield," and I was dead tired. Whiplash, however, was wide awake. As the episode started, I dozed off, the last thing me seeing being Whiplash glowing a pale grey and fading away.

Oh my stars, that was so bad. I mean, I am typing this at 12 in the morning, so...

Please review, and I hope to update in a few days.

THISTLE-CHAN OUT!