Voltron · Y/n story by @Stax

The Castle of Lions hummed with its usual otherworldly energy, the vast control room bathed in the soft blue glow of alien technology. It was supposed to be a quiet moment, a rare lull between universe-saving missions.

Lance

leans back in his chair, feet propped up on a console So, I was thinking. We need a group chat. For, you know, important team business.

Pidge

doesn't look up from her tablet By "important team business," you mean sending memes and complaining about the food goo, don't you?

Hunk

Hey, I've been working on improving the food goo! A little bit of space-spice from the last market planet, and it's almost palatable. pauses Okay, it's still pretty bad. But a group chat could be useful for coordinating training schedules.

Keith

arms crossed, leaning against a wall Seems unnecessary. We all live in the same castle. You can just... talk.

Lance

Keith, my man, you are living in the past! This is about efficiency! And style. Mostly style.

Shiro

enters the room, a small, patient smile on his face I overheard. A dedicated, secure channel for communication isn't a bad idea, Lance. It could help with quick deployments.

Allura

tilts her head, curious A "group chat?" Is this like the intercom system, but more... informal?

Coran

twirls his mustache enthusiastically Ah, a digital social soiree! Jolly good! We Alteans had something similar, though ours involved psychic harmonic resonance and a spot of tea. This sounds much simpler!

Lance

See? Coran gets it. It's settled. I'm making it right now. I'm naming it "Just the group chat for day to day business." winks at Y/n And you're all in it. Welcome to the 21st century, space family.

A series of soft chimes and buzzes echo around the room as Lance's creation comes to life on everyone's devices. The screen on the main console flickers, displaying the new chat's name.