forum Voltron Roleplay

Started March 19, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

"Ha! Yeah. He's such a goof." She stated. "I wonder who would be a blue paladin out of all of us?" She wondered out loud.

"He's super cute. But I honestly think that Keith was one of the best pilots. I'd like to be like him. And the Red Lion is a majestic being. Whenever I saw it on TV, I felt like I was connecting to it on a personal level." Mitchell smiled. "And I think Charlie would definitely be the Blue Paladin. Maybe Gwen, if she wasn't so rude."

"I took a quiz about what paladin you are." Gwen stated, adjusting her backpack straps. "I got…" She scrunched up her nose. "Shiro. I don't think it was accurate."

"Nah… I wouldn't." Charlie shook her head in embarrassment. "Anyways… we should probably get going so no one would notice too soon…"

Gwen nodded, sprinting down the hall and opening the door to the outside. She waved at them, motioning for them to follow. "C'mon!"

"Here, I've got a bike, and I'm sure you can all fit," he said, making his way over to a motorbike that was way too small.

Gwen gave Mitchell a look. "Really? We can't all fit on that."

Charlie quickly walked behind them, sometimes trotting to catch up with their longer strides as they made their way out and towards the motorbike.

"Yeah we can. It'll hold our weight, and I can scoot way forward. Or somebody can sit on my lap. Either way works."

(I'm back) "Um, ok, sounds good."

Gwen crossed her arms, sitting on the back of the bike. "I am not sitting on your lap."

Mike cracked a sleep-deprived smile. "As much as you may want me to, that ain't happening with me either"

"Fine, but you guys are missing out," Mitchell joked, sitting at the front.

Charlie went silent for a second before mumbling out, "I'm probably the only person small enough to actually sit on your lap Mitchell…." She winced, slightly regretting her words.

Mike snorted. His shipper instincts were going off

Mitchell looked over at her, and blushed slightly. "Well, yeah, you are. But… I mean if you want to, that's fine. That's totally fine."

Gwen looked over at Mike. They both gave each other a look that said oh my gosh I ship it. She giggled slightly.

Mike wiggled his eyebrows at Gwen, smile getting bigger

Mitchell glared at Mike. "Stop that. Just Stop."

Charlie squirmed and her cheeks turned a brighter shade a purple (almost pink) before she coughed out, "Yeah sure I'm fine with that" while trying to avoid eye contact.

Instead of stopping, he wiggled his eyebrows more somehow and started to poke him

Gwen laughed even more. "Okay guys lets go." She pulled her backpack straps tight so they wouldn't fall off.

Mike sat behind Gwen, trying to move his gangly limbs so that he wouldn't make her uncomfortable but still trying to hold on

Mitchell shifted and glanced over to Charlie. "So yeah, you can just… uh… yeah." He suddenly got irritated with Mike. "Stop poking me!"

"Stop it you two." Gwen searched her brain, trying to remember where the Blue Lion was. "If I remember correctly, it's in a cave in the desert." She pointed to the horizon. "That way."