"Ahhhhh! Shit! Hey!" Lance yelled as he was training with Ezor while everyone was doing their own thing.

"Wait wait time out," Lance ducked a foot and grabbed her ankle and pushed up enough for her to loose balance.

"Hey no fair!" She looked up at the small human compared to her.

"I called time out!" He whined.

"Alright so two out of three, loser has to try braiding Lotors hair," Lance smirked evilly and she gasped.

"No no no, he won't let anyone braid it! You know this!" She got to her feet with her arms crossed. "He only will have it in a pony tail or bun, not even you can braid it,"

"That's why loser does it when he's sleeping," Lance snickered.

"Oh you smooth bastard," Lance put up his hands innocently smirking as Ezor glared playfully but grinned when they agreed.

"Threetwoonego!" She called quickly and Lance yelled in surprised when another foot came his way and he ducked and put up his forearm to block another kick as he ducked down swiping under her feet as she would've landed but Ezor flipped away.

"Nice try sharpshooter, you know this is my game," Ezor giggled with her hands on her hips.

"Weapons?" Lance perked up in a fighting stance.

"No,"

"Fuck,"

Keith walked in to train but saw Ezor running to Lance as he put up his arms to block and elbowed her in the face, instantly grabbing her wrist and pinned the galra hybrid to the ground with her hand behind her back.

"I win," Lance smiled brightly getting off and helped her.

"Sorry about the hit in the face," he looked at her cheek as she shrugged.

"Your getting better, besides, you still hit like a human," Ezor shoved his shoulder playfully but due to her strength Lance stumbled with a laugh.

"I am human, and your galra so no fair on the strength, you'll break my wrist again," he laughed on the ground.

"You two are really close," Keith spoke up finally but paled when they noticed him, awkward.

"Yea I was the first Lance met out of the others, wait was that when you where hurt?!" She screamed and both boys flinched at the pitch of her voice.

"That why you looked pained oh my stars Lance why didn't you say anything I would've been more gentle with the hug and-" "Ezor your rambling again," Lance grabbed her hands as she was fiddling with her hands.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"Ez, you haven't rambled like that for a while, are you okay?" Lance asked.

"No, no not since Narti, nothing seems right anymore, it was worst without you and Lotor but everything's breaking apart," Ezor was close to tears and Lance looked at her sadly.

"Narti was the lizard girl right?" Keith walked over and they nodded.

"We lost her," Ezor sniffled. Lance but his lip at her chosen words, she didn't say she was killed, but lost, like it was a natural death... She didn't blame Lotor for it.

"I'm sorry, she was pretty bad ass," Keith tried and Ezor closed her eyes almost about to break down but smiled nodding.

"Baddest of asses," she sniffled again.

"It's okay Ezor, let's just make sure she didn't die for nothing, this war, let's end it for Narti," Lance held up his hand and Ezor laughed lightly grabbing his hand nodding.

"For Narti," she looked at Lance.

"Actually Ezor can I ask you a question?" Keith asked the two taller generals.

"Yea go ahead," she no longer was about to cry.

"The other general, purple eyes," Keith tried explaining.

"Zethrid?" Ezor asked. "The buff one,"

Keith shook his head.

"Axca?" Keith nodded.

"What about her?" Ezor smiled.

"Well I think I met her a while ago in the weblum," Keith explained.

"Oh yea, stars I thought we lost her, I cried for like all quintant," Ezor gasped dramatically.

"A day," Lance clarified for Keith.

"Huh, she was in some fighter and was trapped," Keith explained.

"Yea we thought she was dead, we didn't hear from her in movements," Ezor whined and Lance gave Keith an unamused look.

"Weeks,"

"Hey Lance,"

"Yea?"

Lance yelled when Ezor twirled him and slammed Lance on the ground grabbing his wrist and ankle pinning him down with his limps out of use.

"I win!" She smiled brightly. "You know I love how small you are, so cute,"

"Cheater!" Lance cried from the ground.

"Go braid!" She yelled back with a grin.

"Never! I like my life thank you very much!" Lance yelled as he flipped on his back and rolled back to his feet.

"You lost!" She pointed at him accusingly.

"So did you!" He huffed crossing his arms.

"Two out of three bitch!"

Lance charged at Ezor and kicked at her with a round house but he was shoved to the ground and the two generals wrestled on the ground as Keith watched with wide eyes. Lance sat on Ezor as she and lances hands where gripping each other's tightly as Lance tried pushing down as she tried shoving him off. Lance squawked as she yanked him down and collided their foreheads and she slammed the human on the ground and pinned him once again.

"I win," she sang and Lance hit the floor with a whining cuss.

"Go braid your boyfriends hair!" She yelled down at him.

"Don't make me do it!" Lance whined as he was freed.

"What's the big deal on braiding Lotors hair?" Keith asked confused.

"Lotor refuses to let anyone braid his hair, no one," Lance said seriously. Ezor nodded.

"Go, I'll have your back," Ezor patted his shoulder. "Loser,"

Lance glared at her deviously and she giggled waving as he left the training room leaving the two galra hybrids alone.

"Is he okay?" Keith asked.

"Oh no he's screwed,"

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"IT WASNT MY FAULT!"

Lotor chased down Lance as his hair was multiply braided down his back as Lance was screaming.

"Babe I'm sorry!!" Lance yelled only to be tackled.

"Babe babe! My love! Have mercy!" Lance yelled as Lotor pinned him.

"First time you've ever said that my love," Lotor smirked and Lance flushed.

"Get off you horny son of a bitch," Lance pushed him away by the face.

"Your the one that braided my hair," Lotor glared.

"And you look pretty," Lance giggled kissing his nose. Lotor gave him a unamused look getting off and Lance smirked getting up.

"You don't like them? I'm hurt," Lance pouted with a small giggle.

"Lance I don't appreciate braids," Lotor started to take them out but Lance ran his hand through the long white locks taking out the rest of his braids.

"Hmmm I guess your right, I like your hair down," Lance smirked and looked up at he prince.

"Are you trying to sweet talk me?" Lotor raised an eye brow.

"Isn't that how I got you to love me in the first place?" Lance bit his lip looking up innocently.

"My love it was everything you did that got us here," lotor shook his head and kissed him passionately.

"But braiding my hair was not one of them,"