"How is it you were able to dodge most of those training bombs Coran was throwing at us earlier?"

Lance looked up from the Altean play-doh he had been molding to look at Pidge curiously. The Green Lion's hangar wasn't a place Lance normally would've normally been hanging out in, other than the fact that he wanted to watch Pidge tinker with the latest piece of Galra tech they had salvaged. Standing up and feeling the ligaments in his back crack, Lance stretched his arms above his head while Pidge tapped on her computer.

The training Coran had put the paladins through earlier that day was a dodging exercise, in which the Altean would launch globes containing different substances at the paladins. The goal was to doge the globes without getting hit, and to be able to predict where the other paladins were going to move to. In the end, Lance was the only one who had been able to make it through the exercise without being hit more than a couple times.

Turning to answer Pidge, Lance said with a smile, "I got the moves is all. Pure talent."

"Yeah sure," Pidge muttered, turning to face Lance she asked, "How did you really do it? You're as klutzy as they come, yet you managed to do the best out of all of us."

Smirking, Lance teased, "You wanna know the secret?"

Pidge paused before nodding and stated, "I could find out my own way if you don't tell me."

Making a face, Lance raised both hands and said, "You could, but I'll just say it straight up and make it easy for you."

Pidge lost interest in the tech and faced Lance completely, remembering how Coran said team Voltron would be working on that exercise every day until they got it right. Realizing he had Pidge's full attention, Lance felt embarrassment rise up in him as he explained, "Dancing. That's all there is to it."

Pidge raised an eyebrow before her expression became bored. Crossing her arms, Pidge stated, "That doesn't help me. I don't have rhythm and even if I did, 'dancing' doesn't help me in the slightest."

"I can help with that," Lance said, holding out a hand and offering a smile.

Pidge eyed Lance as if he was up to something, before standing up and moving away from the mess of wires and metal. Lance straightened up, the feeling of nervousness filing his chest as he said, "It's not just my own amazing moves, but ballroom dancing I know. It requires timing to stay on beat but also improvisation, that's how I figured out the pattern of how Coran was sending the bombs out. The pattern he used this time matched up with swing."

Pidge made a confused face and Lance held his hands out in permission before taking the green paladin's right hand in his left and held it loosely. Moving Pidge's left arm to rest on his forearm, Lance said, "Swing is a fast paced dance that requires moving at all times. The basic for the step is three quick steps to your right, three quick steps to your left without turning, and one rock step which is kinda like taking a step but rocking on it instead of moving forward. Not everyone uses the term rock step, sometimes they say, 'side step, back step, front step,' and you rock accordingly."

Raising an eyebrow, Pidge asked, "Why is that important?"

Lance smiled as he said, "Cuz I'm teaching you the basic step right now. It's easy, just follow my lead and always start with your right foot. That's the best part about ballroom; girls always start with their right foot, while boys start with their left."

Smirking slightly, Pidge mumbled, "Girls are always right."

Shrugging, Lance said, "That's one way of remembering it. C'mon, step on my count."

Counting the beat, Lance led Pidge in the basic swing step, starting slowly and bringing the count faster as she caught onto what she was doing. Finally bringing his left hand up Lance led Pidge into an underarm turn and smiled before letting go of her hand to clap. Pointing directly at Pidge, Lance stated, "You, my friend, understand the basic step."

Glancing at the ground, Pidge said, "Not really. I kept moving my feet wrong on the 'rock steps' and I slowed you down."

Waving his hand, Lance commented, "Rock steps are weird, in my opinion. Also, ballroom, especially swing, isn't about the individual but the pair. I slowed down to match you, and with practice you could get better."

Realizing he had started talking like Shiro, Lance quieted down and nodded towards the Galra tech and asked, "So, what are you doing over there exactly?"

"You think I could get better?" Pidge asked, ignoring Lance's question.

Swallowing, Lance nodded and said, "I mean, if you wanted to. I think you have the knack for swing and maybe a few others."

Pidge grinned and jumped in Lance's face before asking with more excitement, "Does that mean I could beat that dumb training exercise?"

Lance smirked and said playfully, "Who knows. You'll figure out tomorrow, if Coran keeps the pattern the same as today."

A/N So that's my first chapter! I do take ballroom dancing lessons myself but I am a novice. If something isn't clear in the way of the dancing instructions, grammar, characters, etc please don't hesitate to let me know so I can fix it!