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Keith didn't get his story until breakfast. All four of the younger Paladins ended up falling asleep once more, and though they never said it out loud, all of them slept easier knowing that the others were okay. Coran said over the breakfast table later on that morning he and Allura had tried to wake them up as Shiro didn't have the heart to, but eventually had to resort to using the mice in a very creative way (a way which none of them ever wanted a repeat performance of).

"You should have seen her, really. She marched right down to Coran's supply room and came out with these things all attached to her belt and ready to go," Allura said over her bowl of food goo.

"But the refugees were still onboard, and everyone was terrified," Coran continued. "With all the other Paladins and lions captured, there was a mass panic."

"I would have gotten to you sooner," Pidge told them, apologetic. "I'm sorry."

Hunk put his hand on top of her head. "Don't apologize!"

"Anyway," Allura picked up the story again. "Pidge had to do some massive damage control. We couldn't leave them in the care of the Rebels either, most of them were in the Taleros system trying to fight an invasion on Plaxos 3. We eventually decided to drop them off with the Olkari, after Ryner told us to bring them."

"Then we had to figure out how to track you guys down. The base code tracking method doesn't work over long-range distances," Pidge said. "It took a little bit of bartering, some intergalactic travel, and a restless couple of days, but Coran and I managed to track down some rumors that were later confirmed by several of the Blade. That's how we roped Kolivan into it."

"And once we were in range of this rumored ship, Number Five used the lions' base codes to confirm your location," Coran recounted. "And launched a one-woman suicidal mission to rescue all of you."

"WHAT?!"

The Voltron Paladins' Guide to Revenge for Dummies Step 10: Don't forget about the Mom Friend.

Everyone whipped their heads toward the new voice, Shiro's arm lit up and all bayards materialized immediately before they saw Matt Holt standing in the doorway of the dining room. Lance sighed, slumping back into his chair. "Don't just scare us like that!"

Pidge's face fell into her hands as she groaned. She would never hear the end of it from her brother.

"What do you mean suicidal mission? I get an emergency transmission from The Blade of Marmora saying the Paladins of Voltron needed me and this is what I come back to?!"

She made a mental note to have A Talk™ with Kolivan later about emergency transmissions. It had not been an emergency.

Well, it kind of was, but she handled it just fine on her own! "It wasn't an emergency," she grumbled. Matt ran over to his sister, grabbing her face and checking her over for injuries before she swatted him away. "I'm fine! It's Keith and Shiro you should be worried about."

The older Holt narrowed his eyes at his other friends, but Coran began talking again before he could start ranting at them as well. If Shiro was their space dad, Matt was definitely the shitposting mom friend.

"So with confirmed locations, a handful of scaultrite spray, and a half-baked plan, Pidge ran into her lion to rescue all of you."

"I was careful!" Pidge exclaimed. "I did my research, I did my hacking, I monitored everything, and then I got all of you out! Lance, back me up!"

"She did rescue me first, though I agree with Coran- her plan was pretty basic," he said, ignoring her indignant glare.

"You were the one who wanted to go off on your own to get Hunk! I said we should have gone together!"

"Yeah, but then you got to Shiro in record time, didn't you?"

"She did," Shiro confirmed with a nod. "And I didn't miss that Galra bleeding out on the floor, Pidge. She knocked him out and got injured in the process. The wound was clean through her armor too."

Pidge buried her face in her hands. It was pointless to try to correct him, Matt would freak out either way.

"Then Lance found me, and we got to our lions," Hunk continued the story. "We were able to lay down some cover fire and distractions around the ship before we flew back to the Castle."

"Kolivan showed up after that," Shiro said. "And we managed to take down the druids and recover Keith and the Black Lion. Don't think I wasn't paying attention just because I had to carry Keith, I saw Kolivan practically dragging you to Black. Pidge ran back out on her own though, injured and in pain from the spray since she had an open wound."

Shiro was just digging the hole deeper, Pidge was sure of it. She sent him a dirty look from between her fingers. Ignoring Matt's horrified face and the shock on the other Paladins', Allura cheerfully picked up where he left off. "She made it to the bridge and, I assume, took down everyone in there, since she contacted us to establish an inter-ship tether so we could bring the ship with us to the Blade headquarters. And then, she told Kolivan she was donating the ship and the entire incapacitated crew to the Blade for research!"

Keith and Lance roared with laughter. "Nice work, Pidge!" Keith exclaimed, throwing an arm on the back of her chair. Hunk gave her a thumbs-up from across the table, but Matt slumped to the floor in a heap.

"Not that I'm not proud of you, Pidge…" he started, making Katie brace herself for what was coming next. "But Mom would kill me if she knew any of this happened."