"Can You Hear Me Calling You?"
Story by Adele
Story Copyright 2003
A story based on the series, "Voltron, Defender of the Universe."
The characters of Voltron are the property of World Event Productions. All other characters are the copyright of Adele. Please do not use them without asking for permission. Thank you.
Yellow Squadron was relieved of flight duty for the day, and as word of this reached the ears of the remaining nine members of the squadron, they anxiously awaited for the appearance of their team leader, Keith Hunter, hoping to get some insight as to why they were grounded.
All of them were sure it had something to do with the meeting that Keith had with Vice-Admiral Marshall.
Speculation was hard to resist...
"Gee, do you think that Keith's been relieved of command?"
The questioning statement came from Hunk, as he sat quietly with other members of his squadron Sven B'Yourn, Sean Roe and Lance Andrews. It was nine-thirty in the morning, and they somehow seemed to find each other at the mess hall, as word of the grounding came to each of them.
"Nah, they'd never relieve Keith!" Lance replied to Hunk's question, trying, himself, to thwart of his own mind's questions.
"Well, we lost three guys yesterday....three more guys a few days earlier..." Hunk reminded. "Maybe they think that Keith's not cut out for command."
"That's ridiculous!" Lance barked back. "Keith's the best they got...though it pains me to say so."
"It shouldn't pain you, Lance," Sven said suddenly. "Dare's no-ting holding you back from being all dat you can be. No-ting except, yourself, dat is."
The comment hit Lance like a ton of bricks. "Oh, thanks for the vote of confidence, Sven! Listen, I can lead, just as well as the next guy!"
"Den, what's stopping you? Except you own lack in discipline!" Sven barked out suddenly. "Keit's right...you'll never get out dar in da galaxy, unless you start showing more discipline!"
Sean sat quietly. Hunk suddenly leaned over to him and tapped his shoulder.
"Hey, Sean! What's your take on us being grounded?" Hunk asked him. "You haven't said a thing about it!"
Sean's lips pursed together thoughtfully as he suddenly let out a very long and drawn-out sigh. "Maybe...if he was relieved from duty...maybe... its my fault."
"You're fault?" Lance asked suddenly. "What makes you think its your fault, Sean?"
"Because...when we lost those six guys, it was all revolving around me." Sean replied with a melancholy tone of voice. "They were out there risking their neck to save me!"
"Get back!" Lance chuckled. "You can't really be serious about that."
"I am." Sean replied with an even tone. "I know I'm not good at this sort of thing. I wasn't cut out to be a fighter pilot. It's all my dad's idea. He thinks that I should be out there, fighting like he used to. But that's not what I want to do...not really."
"What do you really want to do, Sean?" Sven asked him.
Sean rubbed the back of his neck suddenly. "I'd rather be an ambassador of some kind. I'm more a peaceful person. Killing has never been something I enjoy."
"Well, hey buster," Hunk blurted out suddenly. "I'm not looking forward to blowing other living beings away either! But it comes with the territory."
"I don't like the territory, Hunk!" Sean shouted suddenly.
"Okay, okay! So you don't like it either!" Hunk replied, waving his hands back and forth. "Just take it easy, Sean!"
Sean lowered his head, suddenly.
Hunk then rose to his feet and pushed in his chair. "Well fellas, since we're grounded today, I'm heading off to see my friend."
"You've got a friend, Hunk?" Lance teased. "Well, surprise, surprise!"
"Just keep it up, Lance, and you'll find out what it's like to be my enemy!" Hunk bellowed down into Lance's face.
"Take it easy, big guy!" Lance chuckled back in response. "I was only kidding!"
"Who you gonna see, Hunk?" Sean asked.
"His name is Pidge." Hunk replied.
"You mean to say that you...a 21-year old guy...are hanging around an 11 year old kid?" Lance said suddenly. "Don't take this wrong, but...what do talk about with a kid?"
"Not girls, that's for sure!" Sean laughed out loud.
"Oh ha-ha-ha!" Hunk replied with a mocking-chuckle. "Just so happens, jokesters, that Pidge Villatoro is one of the smartest guys around! And even though he's a kid, he can think circles around you guys, easily! He does around me!"
"Oh, that's not hard to do!" Lance added, laughing out loud.
Hunk grunted loudly. "Look, why don't you take some time to get to know this guy! He's a real smart fella! He might even be smarter then Keith! And wouldn't you just fall over if he ended up being our next team leader!"
"Hey, who said that Keit was not our team leader any more?" Sven said suddenly. "Dere's probably a very goot reason why we've been grounded!"
"Yeah, probably because they can't get anyone to join the team! They should change our name from Yellow squadron to the 'Skull and Crossbones squadron'. You end up dead, if you're assigned to fly with us!"
"Give it a rest, Lance." Sean replied. "I know that crack was directed at me!"
"You take things way to seriously, Sean!" Lance barked back. "Why don't you just lighten up, okay?"
"Why don't you just keep your big mouth shut, Lance!" Sean blurted out.
Lance rose to his feet suddenly. "Oh, yeah? Come on, tough guy! Make me shut it!"
Sean rose to his feet, fists clenched, meeting Lance's stare. Sven and Hunk attempted to come between them as the pushing and shoving started.
"Okay, you two! That's enough! Back off, NOW!"
The four men turned their heads, and found Keith approaching them all from the side.
"Haven't you two got better things to do, then to be arguing with each other?" Keith reprimanded. "Instead of wasting time fighting, you could be studying your performance stats from yesterday...which are nothing to 'write home and tell Mother about', might I add!"
"Keith!" Hunk replied. "Where've you been?"
"Had some thinking to do, Hunk." Keith replied to him as he walked up to the group.
"So, what happened in the meeting with you and Vice-Admiral Marshall?" Lance asked quickly.
"Yeah, you know we've been grounded for the day, right?" Hunk added.
"Did you get relieved of command or something, Keith?" Sean asked as well.
Keith shook his head and smiled, replying with a chuckling in his voice. "Okay, okay! Just wait a second and let me talk!"
"Were you relieved, Keit?" Sven asked him again.
"No, I wasn't relieved." Keith replied.
"Den, why are we all grounded today?" Sven asked further.
"It's a long story, and frankly, one I can't really give you guys any details on...at least, not yet." Keith replied. "But I can tell you that we're grounded today, because I have some thinking to do. I've been offered a new assignment."
"What assignment, Keith?" Hunk asked hastily.
Keith shook his head. "Sorry, can't tell you, big guy. I can't tell anyone. I have some heavy thinking to do today, and that's why we're all grounded."
"Huh, must be a pretty big assignment that they want to send you on!" Lance proclaimed.
"It is. Trust me." Keith replied. "Listen, I've got to go. I'll catch up with you guys later."
Keith turned around and left his friends. Lance shook his head. "He's...he's thinking of leaving us? Why would we think of leaving us, Sven?"
Sven watched as Keith left the mess hall, and smiled. "He's got lots to think about."