Coran hummed lightly as he investigated a blocked pipe. It was just a hair too small for him to fit his shoulders through, meaning he couldn't get in and see what the blockage was. Lance happened to be passing by.

"Hey, Coran Coran the gorgeous man," the human winked. "Whatcha up to?" Coran grinned in return.

"Well, my boy, this vent's blocked up and I can't get into it. My shoulders are too broad," the Altean responded. Lance hummed as he walked over to peer into the vent. He stood for a second before moving a couple of steps back. The human grinned and raced at the vent, diving through.

"So… what am I looking for?" he finally asked. His feet were handing out of the entrance, with the rest of him all the way in.

"Anything blocking the passage," Coran responded after a moment of staring. "Here's a light." He started to stick a flashlight, or the Altean equivalent, through the vent, but Lance was already wiggling his way through. Coran stared in surprise as the human completely vanished in the dark. At least Alteans had their glowing marks on their faces, but humans didn't even have the best night vision in the universe. In fact, the Galra were pretty high up. His thoughts were interrupted as Lance clambered out of the vent, racing to hide behind Coran.

"Yeah, I found the blockage," he wheezed.

"Well? What was it?" Coran asked impatiently.

"Pidge has some kind of tech-camp in there," he replied. "It's terrible. Also Pidge chased me. They're zippy fast, and it's actually scary."

"Does Pidge normally hole up in vents?" the Altean wondered.

"I think that some people just like the tight spaces. I'm more of a swimmer myself," Lance answered. Coran stared.

"Swimming?" he asked. "You mean in dihydrogen monoxide? Most species melt in it!" Lance chuckled.

"I'd talk to Pidge or Shiro about that, I'm not really any kind of biology expert," the human replied, grinning. "Anyways, if that's all, just ask Pidge to move or something. It won't be too much of an issue for them." He started to walk off.

"Well, thank you," Coran finally managed to say. He had to go write this down so the rest of the universe knew more about humans!

Keith quietly tossed his dagger from hand to hand. Shiro was reading from a pamphlet next to him as Allura walked in.

"Oh, Keith! I didn't know you were trained in throwing daggers," she smiled. "That's wonderful! You know, throwing is something I never quite got the hang of." The red paladin stared at her in surprise.

"I'm not trained in throwing daggers. That does sound like something I should do though," he mused. Shiro crumpled up the pamphlet and chucked it at the waste bin in the room.

"Kobe!" he joked as the paper landed inside it. Allura stared at him.

"Are you trained in throwing objects?" she asked him. Shiro paused to think.

"Not really," he admitted. "Most humans can throw pretty well." The princess gave him a surprised look.

"But I've never heard of a species throwing so accurately without extensive training," she stated. "Coran can throw well, but he was trained for several deca-phoebs." Shiro shrugged.

"Kids have lots of games where we throw things. Dodgeball, baseball, basketball, kickball, soccer, football…" Shiro hummed.

"Soccer? Really?" Keith asked skeptically.

"The goalie," the black paladin pointed out. Keith nodded in realization.

"Are all human children trained in such ways?" Allura questioned.

"Most play games, yeah," Shiro nodded. "It's fun for them, and helps keep them healthier." Allura hummed in thought as she walked out of the room. She had never heard of any species that was naturally adept in throwing. Every being she had ever met had extensive training to allow them to throw large objects with enough accuracy to hit a very large target. But Shiro had casually thrown the paper into the waste bin without even properly aiming. Perhaps she needed to investigate this phenomenon more.

The next morning, Allura woke the paladins for training. "Today," she announced once they were gathered, "we are testing how well you can throw. Shiro has helped me set up a few of your 'games'. One by one, we will determine how much practice is needed." Lance and Hunk stared at each other before grinning.

"Dude, basketball!" Lance whooped.

"Oh, you're going down!" Hunk challenged. The two bolted for the ball and hoops Allura had set up.

"Wait! You need protective gear!" Allura called.

"It's just a friendly game," Hunk told her. "We'll be fine. Now, prepare to eat dirt, Lance!" He charged the taller paladin, swiping the ball and shooting for a hoop. It hit the backboard and bounced off. Lance darted to the ball, throwing it casually at his hoop.

"Score!" Pidge cheered. "Or is it goal?" Lance shrugged.

"Doesn't matter to me," he grinned, trying to snag the ball out of Hunk's grasp. The shorter paladin was using his broad back to keep Lance at bay. Keith walked up to Pidge casually.

"So, it looks like there's two of us and two of them," he stated.

"Yeah?" Pidge agreed, curious.

"And there's some foam balls over there," the red paladin smirked. Pidge grinned evilly.

"You don't mean?" they snickered.

"Oh, yeah," Keith grinned. The two grabbed armloads of the foam balls.

"DODGEBALL!" they shouted, throwing them rapidly at Lance and Hunk.

"Every man for himself!" Hunk bellowed, snagging two out of the air. He used the two to catch a third that was coming for his face. In the same motion, the Samoan hurled all three back at Keith and Pidge. Shiro was content to just stand by and watch until Pidge nailed him in the face. At that point, the battle froze as they waited for the reaction.

"Oh, that does it," Shiro rumbled. "You all are so dead!" He charged into the fight, slinging dodgeballs with both arms. Allura watched as her carefully planned exercise dove into chaos. On the bright side, now she knew her paladins were capable of throwing much more accurately than she had ever imagined. Perhaps she could figure out a way for them to hone their abilities even more, or find out what else humans were capable of. Speaking of which, wasn't Coran starting a book or something? She should let him know about throwing.

Coran's Guide to Understanding Your Humans

1. Some humans enjoy tight spaces. Warning: these humans are often willing to attack if you invade.

2. Humans are naturally adept at throwing. Many of their games involve tossing balls and either catching them, or kicking them.

So this is a fun little story about the Alteans finding out their humans are very strange. If there's a prompt you want to see, feel free to suggest it ^^

This is my first story, so sorry if it's not great. I'm trying to do good. Please tell me what you think :D

Edit: Fixed the page breaks so now, the story should read more smoothly