Pidge's pov

I waited In the hallway. I lied about having an 'engagement with Lance' but that doesn't matter. I know Keith is up to something. I mean cleaning supplies? Believe it or not. Keith isn't a great liar. Despite him putting up a tough exterior, I know he has a not so bad side. We used to be really good friends in elementary and middle school, we'd play in the tree fort my dad built, we'd try to write songs, Keith would try to play his late dad's guitar but his hands weren't big enough to play the chords, but when Shiro and Matt went to space he kinda ghosted me, he knows now that I'm Katie Holt, But...I don't know. he only really trusts Shiro. Lance knows how to press all of Keith's buttons. I guess Hunk is okay in Keith's eyes but they don't really talk. And he probably only tolerated me because Shiro is close friends with my big brother Matt. He most likely thinks I'm weird or annoying now. Maybe he didn't really like me to begin with. My curiosity to figure out what Keith was hiding was growing. Maybe whatever he's hiding, I can use to blackmail him or something. So far I've found something to blackmail my fellow paladins. Nothing too serious but Keith is the one person here that I can't find anything on... I don't hate him at all...maybe I do deep down for not being there and that could just being selfish. I'm dying of boredom out here in space. I need something to do other than 'decode this' and 'rewire that'. Once Keith had left  I walk back in to the hangar bay. And start searching for the box. It wasn't an easy task, but knowing what I know about him I figured he'd hide it up somewhere out of my reach, Keith and Lance usually poke fun at my degenerate stature. I know they mean nothing of it though, it's fine. Anyways I get up on top of the desk where the cleaning supplies are kept, (I had to stand on the desk to reach) and started to search till I found a box similar to the box that Keith had earlier. Sitting on the desk, I have the box in my lap I open up the container. The contents of the box gave off a purple glow, they were stones, small in stature and jagged. After studying the rocks I pull gloves out and put them on my hands, picking one out of the box. It shone dimly in the lab light. Something about it was off, but I couldn't put it to words just yet. Intending to pocket the stone away to study it later, I placed it in a small containment bag and sealed it shut. Setting the bag aside, I start to put the box with the rest of the rocks back where I found them, standing up on the desk once more and I slipped on some leftover rag Keith had left when he was cleaning his lion and I landed right back on my butt. My hands rushing down to try to break my fall. "Quiznack!" I muttered and checked my surroundings. To sum it all up my backside will probably be bruised tomorrow, I look at my hands and wrists and see that they're littered with purple and red specks like a little bit of blood and glass shards. 'crap...' I look where I landed and saw that I had planted my hands right into the box of rocks. Gingerly I put the box back where Keith had left it and got off the desk. I hid the containment bag with the unbroken stone in Green and I went straight to my sleeping quarters to bandage up my hands.