Drabble Fics
Prompt(s):
Bubbles and/or Squirt Gun
(The following drabble fics may use any combination of the above prompts.)
(The prompt must appear as a word or theme in the story.)
Bubbles and/or Squirt Gun
(The following drabble fics may use any combination of the above prompts.)
(The prompt must appear as a word or theme in the story.)
Disclaimer: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. All other characters belong to their creators, and/or to themselves.
Warning: Unless otherwise noted, all Drabble Fics should be considered Rated PG-13 (or up!)
Please Note: The Drabble fics are from all versions of the Voltron series - GoLion; Voltron: Defender of the Universe; Vehicle Voltron; Voltron the Third Dimension; Voltron Force; Voltron: Legendary Defender.
Warning: Unless otherwise noted, all Drabble Fics should be considered Rated PG-13 (or up!)
Please Note: The Drabble fics are from all versions of the Voltron series - GoLion; Voltron: Defender of the Universe; Vehicle Voltron; Voltron the Third Dimension; Voltron Force; Voltron: Legendary Defender.
"Bubbles Drabble"
Prompt: Bubbles
by Zejan
"Allura's Castle"
Prompt: Squirt Gun
by White Angel of Auralon
"Bubbles Drabble"
Prompt: Bubbles
by KittyCaro
"Bubbles of Love"
Prompt: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
by Mylari
"Laundry"
Prompt: Bubbles
by White Angel of Auralon
"A Distracting Tail"
Prompt: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
by KittyShan
"Ready Check"
Prompt: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
by Yoshi, Secret Space Mouse
"Blowing Bubbles"
Prompt: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
by KittyLynne
"Evil Bubbles"
Prompt: Bubbles
by White Angel of Auralon
Prompt: Bubbles
by Zejan
"Allura's Castle"
Prompt: Squirt Gun
by White Angel of Auralon
"Bubbles Drabble"
Prompt: Bubbles
by KittyCaro
"Bubbles of Love"
Prompt: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
by Mylari
"Laundry"
Prompt: Bubbles
by White Angel of Auralon
"A Distracting Tail"
Prompt: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
by KittyShan
"Ready Check"
Prompt: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
by Yoshi, Secret Space Mouse
"Blowing Bubbles"
Prompt: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
by KittyLynne
"Evil Bubbles"
Prompt: Bubbles
by White Angel of Auralon
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~*~
Drabble Fic for Bubbles
Word/Theme: Bubbles
Word Count: 526
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By Zejan
Note: Caroline, Lynne and Shannon are original characters from Zejan's fanfic series, "Lion Tales"
Word/Theme: Bubbles
Word Count: 526
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By Zejan
Note: Caroline, Lynne and Shannon are original characters from Zejan's fanfic series, "Lion Tales"
"Lance, what are you doing?" Keith approaches me where I stand at the railing, letting bubbles drift from my soap gun and across the landscape.
"What does it look like I'm doing?"
"It looks like you're being goofy, that's what it looks like."
"Thought you realized there's always a method to my madness?" I squeeze the trigger. The pump starts up with a soft whirring noise and the tiny fan inside sends a flurry of sudsy orbs out into the atmosphere to be scattered around by the wind. Keith folds his arms across his chest and watches them fly.
"So what is this particular round of madness about?"
"Just wait, you'll see."
Keith falls silent. Not much later a group of children comes strolling along the footpath on the far side of the grass. They spot the bubbles and immediately break into a run to chase them. They dash to and fro, skip and jump. Peals of laughter and giggles fill the air. Not long after that, along comes Shannon, Lynne and Caroline. They pause to watch the kids play. Lynne points me out to the other two. Shannon throws a look of amusement my way and the gals resume their walk. I turn to Keith.
"Did you see the look Shannon just gave me?"
"Yeah. So...?"
"So, she saw me being cute. Me being cute makes her get squishy. She gets squishy, I get to take her out on a date. I take her out on a date, we get cuddly afterward. We get cuddly afterward, and...I don't think the rest needs to be explained. Do you?"
"Let me get this straight. You're using bubbles to entertain those kids..."
"Yep."
"...so you'll appeal to Shannon's sensibilities..."
"Yep."
"...so she'll agree to a date..."
"Uh-huh."
"...and then you'll get lucky, maybe."
"No maybes about it. I will indeed get lucky."
"Lance, don't you think that's a little crass? Shannon's not the type to -"
"Hey guys," Shannon says from behind us. I turn to look. She gives me a smile and walks up to stand right beside me and nudge me gently with her hip. "What'cha doing?"
"Just playing."
She gives a lighthearted laugh. "That's cute."
I give her a sly look from the corner my eye. "Cute enough for dinner tonight?"
"Maybe..."
"There's more bubbles where this came from if you agree. Like a bubble bath with champagne and candlelight...?"
"Throw in a foot massage and it's a deal."
"You got it, sweetheart."
"See you at seven?"
"Sure."
"Okay." She draws a line lightly across my back and strolls away. I straighten up and hold out the soap gun to Keith. "Here you go, Captain. Allura walks along this way too, you know."
Keith eyes me, then the soap gun. I hand it over. One of the moppets jogs towards us.
"Hey, Mister! More bubbles...?"
"Sure," Keith says. He presses the trigger and the kids resume playing. I clap him on the back and walk away.
"What does it look like I'm doing?"
"It looks like you're being goofy, that's what it looks like."
"Thought you realized there's always a method to my madness?" I squeeze the trigger. The pump starts up with a soft whirring noise and the tiny fan inside sends a flurry of sudsy orbs out into the atmosphere to be scattered around by the wind. Keith folds his arms across his chest and watches them fly.
"So what is this particular round of madness about?"
"Just wait, you'll see."
Keith falls silent. Not much later a group of children comes strolling along the footpath on the far side of the grass. They spot the bubbles and immediately break into a run to chase them. They dash to and fro, skip and jump. Peals of laughter and giggles fill the air. Not long after that, along comes Shannon, Lynne and Caroline. They pause to watch the kids play. Lynne points me out to the other two. Shannon throws a look of amusement my way and the gals resume their walk. I turn to Keith.
"Did you see the look Shannon just gave me?"
"Yeah. So...?"
"So, she saw me being cute. Me being cute makes her get squishy. She gets squishy, I get to take her out on a date. I take her out on a date, we get cuddly afterward. We get cuddly afterward, and...I don't think the rest needs to be explained. Do you?"
"Let me get this straight. You're using bubbles to entertain those kids..."
"Yep."
"...so you'll appeal to Shannon's sensibilities..."
"Yep."
"...so she'll agree to a date..."
"Uh-huh."
"...and then you'll get lucky, maybe."
"No maybes about it. I will indeed get lucky."
"Lance, don't you think that's a little crass? Shannon's not the type to -"
"Hey guys," Shannon says from behind us. I turn to look. She gives me a smile and walks up to stand right beside me and nudge me gently with her hip. "What'cha doing?"
"Just playing."
She gives a lighthearted laugh. "That's cute."
I give her a sly look from the corner my eye. "Cute enough for dinner tonight?"
"Maybe..."
"There's more bubbles where this came from if you agree. Like a bubble bath with champagne and candlelight...?"
"Throw in a foot massage and it's a deal."
"You got it, sweetheart."
"See you at seven?"
"Sure."
"Okay." She draws a line lightly across my back and strolls away. I straighten up and hold out the soap gun to Keith. "Here you go, Captain. Allura walks along this way too, you know."
Keith eyes me, then the soap gun. I hand it over. One of the moppets jogs towards us.
"Hey, Mister! More bubbles...?"
"Sure," Keith says. He presses the trigger and the kids resume playing. I clap him on the back and walk away.
~*~
Allura's Castle
Word/Theme: Squirt Gun
Word Count: 503
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By White Angel of Auralon
Word/Theme: Squirt Gun
Word Count: 503
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By White Angel of Auralon
Hunk looked into the bag he had got from Earth. He had ordered some things for the Day of the Open Castle, which the Princess wanted to hold for the children that lived in the nearby towns and villages. She wanted the people of Arus to know their ruler. Hunk thought it was a great idea and had thought up some harmless fun for the kids. And the idea he had come up with needed the things in the bag. It would be epic.
Lance and Pidge had quickly taken to helping with Hunk's idea for the Open Castle. It would be too boring to simply show the children around. Instead, they had decided to set up a child-friendly obstacle course, which Hunk admitted was inspired by some show he had watched as a child. Some fun addicted Japanese noble had athletes trying to conquer his castle. The children were now ready to conquer the Arusian Castle under the lead of Captain Hunk.
"Good morning, troopers!" Hunk greeted them, having found a traditional Arusian uniform to play his role, "Today we are attempting to storm Allura's Castle. Great treasures wait for the victorious conquerors. Are you all ready?"
"YES!" The children shouted back.
"Great. Now, this is the weapon you need for the first task. It's called a squirt gun. You shoot water onto a target until the paper disc breaks. Those that manage to break four discs within the time limit can go forward, the others will have to watch."
The children nodded, having been told before what this day would be like. It promised to be great fun.
After seven tasks that continuously reduced the number of children that participated, from hopping over stones to cross the castle lake, with fake stones sending the children into the water when they broke away under their feet, a lion memory game, to finding their way through a kitchen maze without being caught by Nanny, eight children reached the last task, the one where Princess Allura's Knight, Keith, would be fighting against them to protect the castle from being conquered. The task was simple. Each child got a <B>squirt gun and had to try destroying the paper disc on Keith's helmet. Each child also wore a helmet with a paper disc and if a disc was torn, it was disqualified. To make things a little fairer for Keith, as eight against one was going to have him soaked in the end, he had a larger squirt gun.
The 'battle' began and Keith showed his great skill at shooting, even with squirt guns, while Allura, sitting on a throne cheered him on. In the end, the children failed to hit Keith's target enough before he could take them all out of the fight.
Hunk apologised for not managing to conquer the castle and promised to make a better effort next time. Still, the children got a huge party in the castle gardens as reward for their efforts. Everybody was happy.
Lance and Pidge had quickly taken to helping with Hunk's idea for the Open Castle. It would be too boring to simply show the children around. Instead, they had decided to set up a child-friendly obstacle course, which Hunk admitted was inspired by some show he had watched as a child. Some fun addicted Japanese noble had athletes trying to conquer his castle. The children were now ready to conquer the Arusian Castle under the lead of Captain Hunk.
"Good morning, troopers!" Hunk greeted them, having found a traditional Arusian uniform to play his role, "Today we are attempting to storm Allura's Castle. Great treasures wait for the victorious conquerors. Are you all ready?"
"YES!" The children shouted back.
"Great. Now, this is the weapon you need for the first task. It's called a squirt gun. You shoot water onto a target until the paper disc breaks. Those that manage to break four discs within the time limit can go forward, the others will have to watch."
The children nodded, having been told before what this day would be like. It promised to be great fun.
After seven tasks that continuously reduced the number of children that participated, from hopping over stones to cross the castle lake, with fake stones sending the children into the water when they broke away under their feet, a lion memory game, to finding their way through a kitchen maze without being caught by Nanny, eight children reached the last task, the one where Princess Allura's Knight, Keith, would be fighting against them to protect the castle from being conquered. The task was simple. Each child got a <B>squirt gun and had to try destroying the paper disc on Keith's helmet. Each child also wore a helmet with a paper disc and if a disc was torn, it was disqualified. To make things a little fairer for Keith, as eight against one was going to have him soaked in the end, he had a larger squirt gun.
The 'battle' began and Keith showed his great skill at shooting, even with squirt guns, while Allura, sitting on a throne cheered him on. In the end, the children failed to hit Keith's target enough before he could take them all out of the fight.
Hunk apologised for not managing to conquer the castle and promised to make a better effort next time. Still, the children got a huge party in the castle gardens as reward for their efforts. Everybody was happy.
~*~
DRABBLE USING "BUBBLES"
Word/Theme: Bubbles
Word Count: 518
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By KittyCaro
Word/Theme: Bubbles
Word Count: 518
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By KittyCaro
Keith stopped the shuttle and Allura drew an astonished breath as she saw what look like the entire village gathering to meet them.
"Oh my," she exclaimed.
Keith took her elbow. "Don't worry," he said with a reassuring smile. "I'm here."
He slipped his arm protectively around her as they neared the villagers with the elder and his wife front center. After the introductions and a tour of the village, it was time for the feast. Tables had been laid out with a variety of small edibles, a delicious preamble of the banquet to come.
When the meal was over, the elder's wife showed Allura around. "We're proud of Commander Keith," she said. "He works very hard for our village."
The princess learned about Keith's secret charity work for these people and she was beginning to understand him a little better. Behind that mask were a dozen other men. Some of those men were fascinating, and some she should perhaps be wary of although her heart said otherwise.
The celebration came to a close, and the villagers insisted they spend the night. After a while Allura stepped away from her hut and went to Keith's hut.
In the center of the room was a wooden tub. Steam rose from its surface. Keith sat submerged, his dark head resting along its wide rim, his hair cascading in waves over the edge. Candlelight surrounded him showing the sculpted muscle that covered his chest and along his strong arms, resting now along the sides of the tub.
She tried to catch a glimpse of his body beneath the foam and water. He was so impossibly attractive that her body reacted with a tingling ache.
Keith opened his eyes at the sound of her approach. "Princess..." He sat up abruptly. "What are you doing here?"
A blush graced her cheekbones. "Sorry!" She turned and spoke with her back to him. "I didn't know you were taking a bath."
Keith rose and stepped out of the tub, and tied a towel around his waist.
"Look at me," he commanded.
She turned and looked for signs of censor in his expression, but all she saw was amusement laced with tenderness.
"I can't forget when you caught me taking a shower. Perhaps you wanted to see what's underneath those bubbles?"
Her blush reddened, and she jumped back.
His hands bracketed her face, and his eyes bored into hers.
"Don't be afraid, Allura." He bent and touched his lips to hers in the gentlest of kisses.
She held on to his forearms as his kisses grew wilder. He lowered his head, droplets of water from his wet hair absorbed through her robe onto her skin as his lips touched her neck.
"You're so damned beautiful, princess," he rasped. "I love you so much... you made want to break the rules."
"I love you too, Keith."
"I'm going to love you all night."
She smiled softly. "I'm yours."
"But first," he smiled. "We'll take a nice long bubble bath."
"Oh my," she exclaimed.
Keith took her elbow. "Don't worry," he said with a reassuring smile. "I'm here."
He slipped his arm protectively around her as they neared the villagers with the elder and his wife front center. After the introductions and a tour of the village, it was time for the feast. Tables had been laid out with a variety of small edibles, a delicious preamble of the banquet to come.
When the meal was over, the elder's wife showed Allura around. "We're proud of Commander Keith," she said. "He works very hard for our village."
The princess learned about Keith's secret charity work for these people and she was beginning to understand him a little better. Behind that mask were a dozen other men. Some of those men were fascinating, and some she should perhaps be wary of although her heart said otherwise.
The celebration came to a close, and the villagers insisted they spend the night. After a while Allura stepped away from her hut and went to Keith's hut.
In the center of the room was a wooden tub. Steam rose from its surface. Keith sat submerged, his dark head resting along its wide rim, his hair cascading in waves over the edge. Candlelight surrounded him showing the sculpted muscle that covered his chest and along his strong arms, resting now along the sides of the tub.
She tried to catch a glimpse of his body beneath the foam and water. He was so impossibly attractive that her body reacted with a tingling ache.
Keith opened his eyes at the sound of her approach. "Princess..." He sat up abruptly. "What are you doing here?"
A blush graced her cheekbones. "Sorry!" She turned and spoke with her back to him. "I didn't know you were taking a bath."
Keith rose and stepped out of the tub, and tied a towel around his waist.
"Look at me," he commanded.
She turned and looked for signs of censor in his expression, but all she saw was amusement laced with tenderness.
"I can't forget when you caught me taking a shower. Perhaps you wanted to see what's underneath those bubbles?"
Her blush reddened, and she jumped back.
His hands bracketed her face, and his eyes bored into hers.
"Don't be afraid, Allura." He bent and touched his lips to hers in the gentlest of kisses.
She held on to his forearms as his kisses grew wilder. He lowered his head, droplets of water from his wet hair absorbed through her robe onto her skin as his lips touched her neck.
"You're so damned beautiful, princess," he rasped. "I love you so much... you made want to break the rules."
"I love you too, Keith."
"I'm going to love you all night."
She smiled softly. "I'm yours."
"But first," he smiled. "We'll take a nice long bubble bath."
~*~
Bubbles of Love
Word/Theme: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
Word Count: 499
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By Mylari
Word/Theme: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
Word Count: 499
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By Mylari
Without opening his eyes, Hunk stretched his arms as far as they would reach before resettling his hands comfortably behind his head. Then he felt it again, a light almost-touch against his nose. Grimacing at the interruption of his nap, he reached up and swiped at his face, quickly opening his eyes when he felt a gentle pop against his fingers. Dozens of bubbles were floating in the air above him, gently swirling in the light summer breeze. He sat up and surveyed the area, seeking out the source of the soapy orbs.
A few yards away from him, three young children were running and dancing in the sunlit meadow. He smiled as he watched them play, their giggles and laughter mixing with the singing of the birds. The youngest, noticing he was awake and sitting up, raced over to him, her dark braids flying out behind her.
"Unka Hunk! Unka Hunk!" she cried out, throwing herself into his arms.
"Hey, Brecka. Whatcha got there?" he asked, eyeing the item she held.
"Bubbles!" she laughed giddily, thrusting the device into his hands.
It was shaped much like the squirt guns her brothers were chasing each other around the meadow with. He carefully pointed it downwind from where they sat and pulled the trigger. A stream of bubbles rushed forth from the nozzle and filled the air with hundreds of iridescent orbs.
Chuckling, he handed it back to her. "So, where didya get such a nifty toy, Princess?"
"Unka Lance. He gived Skylar and Kai ones too. But deres just shoots water," she pointed out dismissively. "Dis one makes bubbles!" she exclaimed gleefully as she pulled the trigger again.
Before he could react, she was back on her feet and racing across the grass towards her older brothers. A soft crunching sound drew his attention away from the children and Hunk turned to see his captain crouching beside him. Keith was smiling, his eyes twinkling as he watched his daughter rejoin her siblings.
"I'm sorry Brecka woke you, Hunk," he said apologetically as he turned to his friend. "I was helping Nanny carry the food from the castle and didn't notice what she was up to in time. Sometimes it feels like there are more than three of them," he confessed, shaking his head slowly. "I'm pretty sure they could give a robeast a run for its money some days."
"They're good kids, Keith and I'm sure the picnic food did more to wake me than the bubbles," he assured his captain, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Thanks, Hunk," Keith replied quietly.
Hunk laughed, finding irony in the ability of three small children to do what no invasion from planet Doom ever could – put fear and doubt into the heart of the Voltron commander.
Before he could say anything else to reassure his friend, Allura effectively ended any further conversation by calling everyone to lunch.
A few yards away from him, three young children were running and dancing in the sunlit meadow. He smiled as he watched them play, their giggles and laughter mixing with the singing of the birds. The youngest, noticing he was awake and sitting up, raced over to him, her dark braids flying out behind her.
"Unka Hunk! Unka Hunk!" she cried out, throwing herself into his arms.
"Hey, Brecka. Whatcha got there?" he asked, eyeing the item she held.
"Bubbles!" she laughed giddily, thrusting the device into his hands.
It was shaped much like the squirt guns her brothers were chasing each other around the meadow with. He carefully pointed it downwind from where they sat and pulled the trigger. A stream of bubbles rushed forth from the nozzle and filled the air with hundreds of iridescent orbs.
Chuckling, he handed it back to her. "So, where didya get such a nifty toy, Princess?"
"Unka Lance. He gived Skylar and Kai ones too. But deres just shoots water," she pointed out dismissively. "Dis one makes bubbles!" she exclaimed gleefully as she pulled the trigger again.
Before he could react, she was back on her feet and racing across the grass towards her older brothers. A soft crunching sound drew his attention away from the children and Hunk turned to see his captain crouching beside him. Keith was smiling, his eyes twinkling as he watched his daughter rejoin her siblings.
"I'm sorry Brecka woke you, Hunk," he said apologetically as he turned to his friend. "I was helping Nanny carry the food from the castle and didn't notice what she was up to in time. Sometimes it feels like there are more than three of them," he confessed, shaking his head slowly. "I'm pretty sure they could give a robeast a run for its money some days."
"They're good kids, Keith and I'm sure the picnic food did more to wake me than the bubbles," he assured his captain, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Thanks, Hunk," Keith replied quietly.
Hunk laughed, finding irony in the ability of three small children to do what no invasion from planet Doom ever could – put fear and doubt into the heart of the Voltron commander.
Before he could say anything else to reassure his friend, Allura effectively ended any further conversation by calling everyone to lunch.
~*~
Laundry
Word/Theme: Bubbles
Word Count: 513
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By White Angel of Auralon
Word/Theme: Bubbles
Word Count: 513
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By White Angel of Auralon
Allura was panicking. This had grown into a huge mess. She had watched how the maids did the laundry often enough to think she could easily wash the things she had brought down herself. It would allow her to prevent that anybody saw the kind of lingerie she owned, which she didn't want Nanny to find out about. She would only give her a talk about how inappropriate that kind of underwear was for a princess. Not to mention that she would demand to know why she had it in the first place.
And that Allura wanted to prevent at all costs. Thus, she had sneaked down to the laundry room at one in the morning, thinking that she would be long gone with her washed things before anybody arrived back here. But now the room was a sea of soap bubbles, which she didn't know how it had happened. And the washing machine produced more and more bubbles every minute. Then the door was opened and to her surprise Keith stood there, looking at the mess in astonishment.
"Princess, what are you doing here and what's going on?"
"I, I just wanted to wash some things," She answered, "I don't know what went wrong."
"Since when do you do your own laundry? Doesn't Nanny do that?"
"I didn't want her to see these things," Allura sighed, "She would take them away."
Keith raised an eyebrow, but decided the story could wait until he stopped the machine. He walked over, but slipped on the slippery ground.
"Keith!" Allura cried out and hurried over to him, only to slip herself and fall on top of him, with him catching her fall with his arms.
"Definitely hazardous terrain," Keith joked.
Allura couldn't help but grin. At least he took it with humour.
"Perhaps we should try crawling to the machine," Keith suggested, only to notice that the machines were hidden behind all the bubbles.
"I guess, walking would be difficult right now."
They looked at each other and after Allura got off, somewhat reluctantly, they went to the machine Allura had used on all fours, simply because it didn't work otherwise. When they reached it, Keith saw what the problem was.
"Ah, you accidentally used the broken one. The maids told me to not use it, because the machine, instead of directing the soap into the inner parts, would mix it with water and then spray the mix outside until it was all used up."
"So, it wasn't my mistake?"
"No, you couldn't know. The best way to go is pulling the plug. Then it will stop," Keith suggested and went around the machine and found the plug, pulled it from the socket and soon after the machine stopped.
"Problem solved. So, what did you want to wash that Nanny shouldn't see?"
Allura was beet red, even if she had got most of it with him in mind. Stupid Romelle for talking her into buying this. How could she explain it?
And that Allura wanted to prevent at all costs. Thus, she had sneaked down to the laundry room at one in the morning, thinking that she would be long gone with her washed things before anybody arrived back here. But now the room was a sea of soap bubbles, which she didn't know how it had happened. And the washing machine produced more and more bubbles every minute. Then the door was opened and to her surprise Keith stood there, looking at the mess in astonishment.
"Princess, what are you doing here and what's going on?"
"I, I just wanted to wash some things," She answered, "I don't know what went wrong."
"Since when do you do your own laundry? Doesn't Nanny do that?"
"I didn't want her to see these things," Allura sighed, "She would take them away."
Keith raised an eyebrow, but decided the story could wait until he stopped the machine. He walked over, but slipped on the slippery ground.
"Keith!" Allura cried out and hurried over to him, only to slip herself and fall on top of him, with him catching her fall with his arms.
"Definitely hazardous terrain," Keith joked.
Allura couldn't help but grin. At least he took it with humour.
"Perhaps we should try crawling to the machine," Keith suggested, only to notice that the machines were hidden behind all the bubbles.
"I guess, walking would be difficult right now."
They looked at each other and after Allura got off, somewhat reluctantly, they went to the machine Allura had used on all fours, simply because it didn't work otherwise. When they reached it, Keith saw what the problem was.
"Ah, you accidentally used the broken one. The maids told me to not use it, because the machine, instead of directing the soap into the inner parts, would mix it with water and then spray the mix outside until it was all used up."
"So, it wasn't my mistake?"
"No, you couldn't know. The best way to go is pulling the plug. Then it will stop," Keith suggested and went around the machine and found the plug, pulled it from the socket and soon after the machine stopped.
"Problem solved. So, what did you want to wash that Nanny shouldn't see?"
Allura was beet red, even if she had got most of it with him in mind. Stupid Romelle for talking her into buying this. How could she explain it?
~*~
A Distracting Tail
Word/Theme: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
Word Count: 484
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By KittyShan
Author's Note: This story is dedicated to a dear friend.
She knows who she is, she knows why, and I hope it makes her smile.
Please Note: The song referenced is "Baby Got Back" by Sir Mix-A-Lot from the album "Mack Daddy" (1992) released by Def American (American Recordings).
Word/Theme: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
Word Count: 484
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By KittyShan
Author's Note: This story is dedicated to a dear friend.
She knows who she is, she knows why, and I hope it makes her smile.
Please Note: The song referenced is "Baby Got Back" by Sir Mix-A-Lot from the album "Mack Daddy" (1992) released by Def American (American Recordings).
I pick up my coffee cup and bring it to my lips just to realize it's empty. Again. I sigh, and look down at the reprimand I just signed.
It's been a long morning.
Getting up, I cross the room to pour myself another cup of coffee, and glance out the window just in time to see Pidge and Hunk having an epic squirt gun battle. I chuckle, watching and wishing I could join them. But, I know I can't shirk my responsibilities, no matter how tempting the thought may be. So I settle back into my chair, and get back to work. It's no more than a few minutes before the most welcome distraction of all shows up in my open doorway.
"Good Morning," I smile.
"Good Morning, Keith."
Allura hovers in the doorway for a moment, something she tends to do when she's feeling uncertain.
"Is there something I can help you with, Princess?"
"Maybe," she takes a seat in one of the chairs in front of my desk. "I'm just...well, I'm feeling concerned."
"Don't worry!" I smile reassuringly. "It won't stay on your record more than three months. Coran wanted to write you up for your use of foul language during practice, but I said I'd do it so I could toss it. If he'd done it, that reprimand would be a part of your permanent record."
She smiles and my heart races. "I realize that! And thank you. But my concern isn't for myself...it's about Lance."
"What's wrong with Lance?"
"Well," she looks down at her hands, which are folded in her lap, then looks back up with wide eyes. Her words come out in a rush. "I was walking by the gym and saw him through the window. He was gyrating around the room- I thought he might be having a seizure, or that he could be injured! I rushed into the room and heard him saying something- it was hard to understand the words but it sounded like chanting! Of course, my first thought was that Haggar had cast a spell on him! That's when he turned around and saw me. When I expressed my concerns, he laughed and said he was dancing and rapping to an old Terran song."
"So, then, everything's okay?"
"Well, I heard him saying some things I don't understand, and when I asked, Lance told me he knew that you would want to be the one to explain it to me."
Dread moves up and down my spine, but I ask anyway. "Oh? What's that?"
"He said, 'Lancelot's in trouble, beggin' for a piece o'that bubble' " Allura looks worried. "Why is he in trouble, Keith? Why is he begging for a piece of a bubble?"
I feel a dull heat creep up my neck and into my face. I'm gonna wring his neck!
"Keith?"
It's gonna be a really long day.
End
It's been a long morning.
Getting up, I cross the room to pour myself another cup of coffee, and glance out the window just in time to see Pidge and Hunk having an epic squirt gun battle. I chuckle, watching and wishing I could join them. But, I know I can't shirk my responsibilities, no matter how tempting the thought may be. So I settle back into my chair, and get back to work. It's no more than a few minutes before the most welcome distraction of all shows up in my open doorway.
"Good Morning," I smile.
"Good Morning, Keith."
Allura hovers in the doorway for a moment, something she tends to do when she's feeling uncertain.
"Is there something I can help you with, Princess?"
"Maybe," she takes a seat in one of the chairs in front of my desk. "I'm just...well, I'm feeling concerned."
"Don't worry!" I smile reassuringly. "It won't stay on your record more than three months. Coran wanted to write you up for your use of foul language during practice, but I said I'd do it so I could toss it. If he'd done it, that reprimand would be a part of your permanent record."
She smiles and my heart races. "I realize that! And thank you. But my concern isn't for myself...it's about Lance."
"What's wrong with Lance?"
"Well," she looks down at her hands, which are folded in her lap, then looks back up with wide eyes. Her words come out in a rush. "I was walking by the gym and saw him through the window. He was gyrating around the room- I thought he might be having a seizure, or that he could be injured! I rushed into the room and heard him saying something- it was hard to understand the words but it sounded like chanting! Of course, my first thought was that Haggar had cast a spell on him! That's when he turned around and saw me. When I expressed my concerns, he laughed and said he was dancing and rapping to an old Terran song."
"So, then, everything's okay?"
"Well, I heard him saying some things I don't understand, and when I asked, Lance told me he knew that you would want to be the one to explain it to me."
Dread moves up and down my spine, but I ask anyway. "Oh? What's that?"
"He said, 'Lancelot's in trouble, beggin' for a piece o'that bubble' " Allura looks worried. "Why is he in trouble, Keith? Why is he begging for a piece of a bubble?"
I feel a dull heat creep up my neck and into my face. I'm gonna wring his neck!
"Keith?"
It's gonna be a really long day.
End
~*~
Ready Check
Word/Theme: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
Word Count: 501
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By Yoshi, Secret Space Mouse
Word/Theme: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
Word Count: 501
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By Yoshi, Secret Space Mouse
Keith landed the Black Lion and turned to Allura. "I'm really not comfortable doing this. We can still call it off and head back to the castle."
"No," Allura softened her refusal with a melting smile. "News of my supposed death has gotten around. My people need to see me out and about before they lose hope."
Keith cursed under his breath, for once uncaring of what the Princess thought about his language. "Fine," he said, "if you must, but let me go out first."
He exited the lion through the mouth and scanned the crowd. Hunk was among them, dressed in native clothing. Pidge was flying overhead, using the Green Lion's sensitive sensors to monitor for trouble. Lance was acting as sniper. It was his job to cover them and clear a path should they need to make a hasty exit.
"Black here, sound off."
"Yellow in position."
"Green ready."
A few seconds passed without a response until Lance finally called out, "Red. Eyes on."
Keith's brow furrowed as he peered at the sniper nest in the distance. "Everything ok with you, Lance? You remembered to bring a real weapon and not a squirt gun, right?"
"One time, Keith. Just one freaking time. You'll never let me live it down, will you?"
"Nope," Keith said as he turned back to the lion. "The Princess is coming out. Look sharp."
He helped Allura exit the Lion. She needed the help- her gowns and high heels were beautiful but definitely not the most practical clothing when clambering out of a giant cat. "I want to go on the record as saying this is foolhardy. You could have accomplished the same result in a much safer fashion with an appearance on the Castle balcony."
Allura's warm smile turned glacial. She was upset. Being among her people, feeling connected to them was important to her and he was the killjoy raining on her parade.
He didn't care. He would much rather she be alive, hating him than dead and uncaring. One funeral for the Princess was enough. He couldn't bear another one. He still had nightmares about seeing her lying in state in her coffin.
He ushered Allura to a group of elders and stood close by as she accepted a bouquet of flowers from a young girl. He watched stoically as she laughed, utterly charmed by the way a little baby blew bubbles to greet her.
This is how he wanted to remember his princess when the inevitable time came and he had to go. Out in the sunshine where she belonged, spreading joy and hope with her very presence. It was a memory that he knew would sustain him on his darkest days and in his weakest moments.
Allura was more precious than he had words for. She wasn't his. She would never be his. The sooner he got that through his thick skull that simpler life would be.
"No," Allura softened her refusal with a melting smile. "News of my supposed death has gotten around. My people need to see me out and about before they lose hope."
Keith cursed under his breath, for once uncaring of what the Princess thought about his language. "Fine," he said, "if you must, but let me go out first."
He exited the lion through the mouth and scanned the crowd. Hunk was among them, dressed in native clothing. Pidge was flying overhead, using the Green Lion's sensitive sensors to monitor for trouble. Lance was acting as sniper. It was his job to cover them and clear a path should they need to make a hasty exit.
"Black here, sound off."
"Yellow in position."
"Green ready."
A few seconds passed without a response until Lance finally called out, "Red. Eyes on."
Keith's brow furrowed as he peered at the sniper nest in the distance. "Everything ok with you, Lance? You remembered to bring a real weapon and not a squirt gun, right?"
"One time, Keith. Just one freaking time. You'll never let me live it down, will you?"
"Nope," Keith said as he turned back to the lion. "The Princess is coming out. Look sharp."
He helped Allura exit the Lion. She needed the help- her gowns and high heels were beautiful but definitely not the most practical clothing when clambering out of a giant cat. "I want to go on the record as saying this is foolhardy. You could have accomplished the same result in a much safer fashion with an appearance on the Castle balcony."
Allura's warm smile turned glacial. She was upset. Being among her people, feeling connected to them was important to her and he was the killjoy raining on her parade.
He didn't care. He would much rather she be alive, hating him than dead and uncaring. One funeral for the Princess was enough. He couldn't bear another one. He still had nightmares about seeing her lying in state in her coffin.
He ushered Allura to a group of elders and stood close by as she accepted a bouquet of flowers from a young girl. He watched stoically as she laughed, utterly charmed by the way a little baby blew bubbles to greet her.
This is how he wanted to remember his princess when the inevitable time came and he had to go. Out in the sunshine where she belonged, spreading joy and hope with her very presence. It was a memory that he knew would sustain him on his darkest days and in his weakest moments.
Allura was more precious than he had words for. She wasn't his. She would never be his. The sooner he got that through his thick skull that simpler life would be.
~*~
Blowing Bubbles
Word/Theme: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
Word Count: 386
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By KittyLynne
Word/Theme: Bubbles and Squirt Gun
Word Count: 386
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By KittyLynne
The Voltron Force's four male members were gathered on the meadow at the bottom of Castle Hill, next to the sparkling blue lake, ready to play, as their swimtrunks and bared chests could attest.
"All right gentlemen, here they are!" Pidge announced, unzipping and taking a bright green plastic bazooka from the confines of his voluminous duffle bag, "The Super Tsunami Ten Thousand- best squirt gun in the galaxy!"
"Are you kidding me?" Lance dug in the bag, and extracted a flame red model with reverence. "SWEET! Unbelievable, unmitigated genius in two gallons of fun!"
"Indeed!" Keith agreed with enthusiasm, hefting a nifty silver and black weapon and aiming it. "Double barrelled, maximum blast, refills optional!"
"Shoulder cannon for the win!" Hunk declared, grinning broadly as he scooped out a golden squirt gun. "Hey, there's a blue one left! Where's Allura?"
"Up there." Pidge said, pointing to a spot a bit up the hill from where they stood. He waved, and the Princess waved back.
"We have a bikini sighting!" Lance exulted. "She runs around in that, my day is made!"
Keith glared at his wingman. "Mind your manners."
Lance stared back with a smile. "Manners are fine, thanks. And so is she, admit it!"
"Her ankle is still bothering her, so she's going to sunbathe and blow bubbles with the wand solution I made for her." Pidge said, oblivious to the sudden tension.
"Nice." Lance approved. "As a world champion bubble blower, I should give her some pointers-" He started forward, only to be sent reeling back by a short blast of water into his pelvic area.
"You blow, all right!" Keith retorted. "Time to cool off!"
"You realize this means war." Lance gasped, as soon as he could talk.
"Last guy to lose his trunks wins!" Hunk shouted.
As the water battle below her commenced, Allura stretched out in the sun, and raised the bubble wand to her pursed lips. She blew gently. A stream of multi-hued bubbles poured from the tip, and she watched in delight as they floated and danced in the breeze.
Allura smiled.
She was living in a drama free bubble today. Hopefully the super soakers below would respect that.
The End?
"All right gentlemen, here they are!" Pidge announced, unzipping and taking a bright green plastic bazooka from the confines of his voluminous duffle bag, "The Super Tsunami Ten Thousand- best squirt gun in the galaxy!"
"Are you kidding me?" Lance dug in the bag, and extracted a flame red model with reverence. "SWEET! Unbelievable, unmitigated genius in two gallons of fun!"
"Indeed!" Keith agreed with enthusiasm, hefting a nifty silver and black weapon and aiming it. "Double barrelled, maximum blast, refills optional!"
"Shoulder cannon for the win!" Hunk declared, grinning broadly as he scooped out a golden squirt gun. "Hey, there's a blue one left! Where's Allura?"
"Up there." Pidge said, pointing to a spot a bit up the hill from where they stood. He waved, and the Princess waved back.
"We have a bikini sighting!" Lance exulted. "She runs around in that, my day is made!"
Keith glared at his wingman. "Mind your manners."
Lance stared back with a smile. "Manners are fine, thanks. And so is she, admit it!"
"Her ankle is still bothering her, so she's going to sunbathe and blow bubbles with the wand solution I made for her." Pidge said, oblivious to the sudden tension.
"Nice." Lance approved. "As a world champion bubble blower, I should give her some pointers-" He started forward, only to be sent reeling back by a short blast of water into his pelvic area.
"You blow, all right!" Keith retorted. "Time to cool off!"
"You realize this means war." Lance gasped, as soon as he could talk.
"Last guy to lose his trunks wins!" Hunk shouted.
As the water battle below her commenced, Allura stretched out in the sun, and raised the bubble wand to her pursed lips. She blew gently. A stream of multi-hued bubbles poured from the tip, and she watched in delight as they floated and danced in the breeze.
Allura smiled.
She was living in a drama free bubble today. Hopefully the super soakers below would respect that.
The End?
~*~
Evil Bubbles
Word/Theme: Bubbles
Word Count: 501
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By White Angel of Auralon
Word/Theme: Bubbles
Word Count: 501
Voltron: Defender of the Universe
By White Angel of Auralon
Keith would freely admit, the new robeast annoyed him greatly. He had, finally, after six months of working every day, got a free day. He had wanted to enjoy this day, but no, Lotor couldn't just stay in his stupid planet.
This time, Haggar seemed to have become creative with the way the robeast acted. It didn't cause as much damage as the previous ones, but it was very difficult to hit, because it could create bubbles that trapped anything they came in contact with. Even lions. Currently Lance, Pidge and Hunk were trapped inside such bubbles and only he and Allura were still free. The main problem was, when they tried bursting the bubbles, their weapons were just sucked inside and Green Lion had already taken damage from a spike Allura had fired.
The things the others tried from the inside didn't work out either. Lance had tried melting his bubble, only to curse about the heat being trapped and making him sweat. Thankfully Red Lion was fireproof. Pidge had tried a tornado, but only got motion sick from being thrown around.
"Keith, what are we going to do?" Allura called.
"I'm still working on a plan, Princess. These bubbles are a problem. If we could hit the robeast properly, I'm quite sure that it would be forced to break the existing bubbles," Keith answered.
"We need to analyse what those bubbles are made of, before we get trapped too. Then Lotor would win," Allura said shuddering, knowing what her fate would be if Lotor captured her.
Keith felt a growl rise in his throat. He would rather die than allow Lotor to take Allura. He put his lion's scanners to work to find out what the bubbles were made of. He had to blink at the results.
"Seriously? Those things are made of liquid rubber?"
"But shouldn't rubber have melted when Lance used fire?"
"It should, Princess. Perhaps we can try the other extreme. Fire an ice beam at Lance's bubble. He will at least appreciate it being cooled down, should it fail to work," Keith instructed.
"On it."
Allura manoeuvred her lion to have a decent shot at the bubble with Red Lion and to her surprise the bubble froze immediately and fell to the ground like a stone, breaking apart, freeing Red Lion. Allura freed Hunk and Pidge as well and they didn't waste any time building Voltron. Which proved too large for the robeast to put into a bubble and it was quickly cut in two with the blazing sword.
Back at the castle, Keith mourned his lost free day. All because of some stupid bubble monster. He honestly had enough of bubbles. When he entered his bathroom for a shower, he was taken aback though. There, in the bathtub he never used, sat Allura, smiling at him invitingly, her body only covered by bubbles. Well, perhaps not all bubbles were evil. These hinted at great pleasure after all.
This time, Haggar seemed to have become creative with the way the robeast acted. It didn't cause as much damage as the previous ones, but it was very difficult to hit, because it could create bubbles that trapped anything they came in contact with. Even lions. Currently Lance, Pidge and Hunk were trapped inside such bubbles and only he and Allura were still free. The main problem was, when they tried bursting the bubbles, their weapons were just sucked inside and Green Lion had already taken damage from a spike Allura had fired.
The things the others tried from the inside didn't work out either. Lance had tried melting his bubble, only to curse about the heat being trapped and making him sweat. Thankfully Red Lion was fireproof. Pidge had tried a tornado, but only got motion sick from being thrown around.
"Keith, what are we going to do?" Allura called.
"I'm still working on a plan, Princess. These bubbles are a problem. If we could hit the robeast properly, I'm quite sure that it would be forced to break the existing bubbles," Keith answered.
"We need to analyse what those bubbles are made of, before we get trapped too. Then Lotor would win," Allura said shuddering, knowing what her fate would be if Lotor captured her.
Keith felt a growl rise in his throat. He would rather die than allow Lotor to take Allura. He put his lion's scanners to work to find out what the bubbles were made of. He had to blink at the results.
"Seriously? Those things are made of liquid rubber?"
"But shouldn't rubber have melted when Lance used fire?"
"It should, Princess. Perhaps we can try the other extreme. Fire an ice beam at Lance's bubble. He will at least appreciate it being cooled down, should it fail to work," Keith instructed.
"On it."
Allura manoeuvred her lion to have a decent shot at the bubble with Red Lion and to her surprise the bubble froze immediately and fell to the ground like a stone, breaking apart, freeing Red Lion. Allura freed Hunk and Pidge as well and they didn't waste any time building Voltron. Which proved too large for the robeast to put into a bubble and it was quickly cut in two with the blazing sword.
Back at the castle, Keith mourned his lost free day. All because of some stupid bubble monster. He honestly had enough of bubbles. When he entered his bathroom for a shower, he was taken aback though. There, in the bathtub he never used, sat Allura, smiling at him invitingly, her body only covered by bubbles. Well, perhaps not all bubbles were evil. These hinted at great pleasure after all.
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