#FOURTEEN#

"We all need something to get our minds off of this crap day." Lance decided as Pidge, Hunk, Shiro, and a pissed looking Keith sat against the wall. Pidge raised an eyebrow, "Like what?" They questioned, a small smile gracing their face. Hunk thought for a moment, "Truth or dare?"

Lance chuckled but nodded in agreement. "I swear this returning to earth deal is really a big slumber party." Shiro said jokingly, everyone cracking a smile. "I'll get a bottle." Keith said as he left quickly.

"Do we even need a bottle?" Hunk asked Pidge. Pidge slapped his arm playfully, "It's only the way to play the game!" They answered as Hunk's cheeks tinged pink with embarrassment. "Oops, haha. Haven't played in a while..." he excused as the team sat in a circle. Shiro, the six year old who deserves a juice box, sat Indian style (CRISS CROSS APPLESAUCE!).

Lance was to his left, Hunk to his right, and Pidge in front. They waited a few minutes, everyone sending awkward glances at the door. "What is taking him so long?" Lance wondered, giving a small whine.

Then the doors opened and Keith came in. "Forgot the bottle." He dryly unformed them.

His hair was a mess, a sword was in his hand, and anger was pouring around him like a bad aura. "... You good?" Lance hesitantly fund himself asking. Keith didn't answer, plopping himself next to Pidge.

"Truth or dare." Pidge said, breaking the silence that had formed. Shiro snapped out of it, looking at the finger pointed at him. It was so close Pidge could boop his nose without much trouble. "Truth?" His answer sounded more like a question.

"Truth (?), question mark." Hunk murmured which caused Lance to giggle.

"Favorite paladin." Pidge spoke without hesitation or empathy. Shiro gaped for a moment. He bit his lip and looked down at his hands.

"Do I have to answer this?" Pidge gave a nod. "I like me. Me is my favorite." Shiro decided, earning a small eye roll from Keith.

"I like Keith the most." Pidge said without mercy. "What the literal heck. He's all dark and moody!" Lance exclaimed, "You're dating me!" Keith defended watching as the others were  quickly amused.

"Because you're my dark and moody turdbucket!" Keith flipped him off swiftly before turning the attention back to Shiro. "Your turn." Keith stated.

"Hunk, Truth or dare?" Hunk nervously said truth and Shiro shrugged. "Do you like pineapple?" Hunk, although surprised by the weirdness (yet basic-ness) of the question, nodded. "Pineapple is cool." He decided, then quickly for Keith as his victim.

"Dare." Keith answered, watching as Hunk smiled. "Balance a bucket of tomatoes on your head." He dared him, pulling out his bag from under his bed. "I have a bucket, and the tomatoes." He explained briefly. Pulling out a silver bucket and several tomatoes.

"Why do you have tomatoes in your bag?"

"Not important." Hunk debated.

Soon it was Shiro's turn again.

"Lance, Truth or dare?"

Lance instantly shouted; "Dare!"

Shiro smirked.

"Make out with Pidge's toes."

Long story short, the game ended with Shiro covered in leftover space goo Coran had in storage, Pidge had toes covered in red lipstick (along with their hair put in several tiny braids), Lance had lipstick from the bottom of his lower lip to his forehead (and managed to take his underwear off without flashing anyone and putting it on his arm), Hunk had twelve bananas under his arms, and Keith had a bucket of tomatoes, three books, and his helmet balanced on his head while he fit Lance's hand in his mouth.