A lovely game show~

“What other team?” Hunk asked. Then the Galran royal family emerged, leaving the paladins in shock.

“Zarkon? No way!” exclaimed Lance.

“This can’t be happening” said a very baffled Hunk

“Hello there,” Bob said cheerfully.

“Hello, Bob” Zarkon replied.

“Why don't you introduce yourself and tell us who these wonderful people are with you!” Bob said in his floating chair.

“I’m Zarkon, this is my terrifying wife Elara” Zarkon said, a hand on her shoulder.

“Hello” she said smiling, truth be told, She doesn't want to be here, She wished the Zanthea would have taken her place.

“Hubba hubba.” Bob said inching close to her face which made her growl a bit.

“My son Lotor and my daughter Bellatrix.” Zarkon continued.

“Well welcome, welcome, It’s good to have you all on with us, especially this lovely.” Bob said once again inching closer to Elara’s face.

“Watch it now” Zarkon chuckled, but he was eternally a little pissed.

“Alright Zarkon have you been watching backstage?” Bob asked, floating away from the Empress’s face.

“Yes, I have.” Zarkon said, a little excited.

“The paladins of voltron have scored 3 correct answers but now you and your team have the opportunity to steal all their points if you correctly guess what Keith was doodling here.” Bob said.

“Well I'd much rather snatch Haggar's soul and hurl it into deepest parts of hell and  then steal their points.” Zarkon said smiling.

“Why are they acting like that? “ Hunk asked.

“It doesn't matter there's no way we're going to lose to Zarkon.” Allura huffed, hands on her hips.

“But seriously I think I can guess this, you’re going to love this answer.” Zarkon chuckled, a hand on Elara’s shoulder again.

“Oh I do.” Elara said, grinning.

“Is it Haggar?” Zarkon asked confidently. Elara and Bellatrix bursted out laughing, the drawing was just as hideous as the real Haggar.

“That is correct the answer is Haggar!” Bob said happily. The team celebrated, Elara high fived Zarkon and Lotor and Bellatrix did some happy gestures. The other team complained about Lance’s failure.

“So, Zarkon, you garfled the first warfler. That puts you in control of the board. Do you wanna play or pass.” Bob asked.

“Play! I spent centuries perfecting my exquisite, lifelike renderings. Not that you cared.” Lotor said, turning away from his step mother.

“I treasure your art,” Elara said, putting a hand on his arm.

“Shut it mother!” Lotor yelled, yanking his arm away.

“Don’t speak to her that way, you insolent whelp!” Zarkon yelled, pulling Elara back a bit. Lotor then smacked Bellatrix.

“Ow! I’m going to kick your ass!” Bellatrix yelled, slapping him right back

“Enough both of you!” Elara said, getting between the two and smacking the back of their necks, then going back next to Zarkon.

“Yes mother!” The two said, rubbing their necks and looking down.

“Family am I right?” Bob jokes.

“They are quite a handful.” Zarkon says, smiling.

“So are you...” Elara says, the crowd laughs. Zarkon looks at her with a ‘How could you’ look.

“What’s it gonna be Z?" Bob asked, hovering closer to Zarkon.
   
“Well, I’ve always said that the best offense is a good defense.” Zarkon hinted.

“Sounds like you're gonna pass,” Bob said.

“I am and I think I’d also like to play this,” Zarkon replied, raising a solo card.

“Uh-oh, The solo card! That means one of these Paladins is gonna have to take the next Warfler alone. The question is Zarkon, who's it gonna be?” Bob asked anxiously.

“Well, I think there's really no choice here. I'm going with the dumb one!“ Zarkon said, pointing to Lance, who was confused and wide eyed.

“Who's he talking about?“ Lance asked Bob.

“It's time for words from our sponsors but when we get back Lance will be starting the next warfler all by his lone self so stick around!” Bob announced.

“Wait, I'm the dumb one?!” Lance said.

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“Right before the break, Zarkon's team decided to make one of the Paladins of Voltron play solo the next round, and the Paladin that he chose was the dumb one, Lance.”  Barb said gesturing to Lance.

“Hey Lance, how's it going?” Bob asked.

“Well you know what I'm not too happy about being referred to as the dumb one like 18 times.” Lance said, not too pleased.

“Oh  it was only like four times you big dum-dum.” Bob said, smiling, the crowd laughs.

“But now you've got a chance to change all that and show everyone how smart you really are. Are you ready for that?” Bob said, hovering closer to the blue paladin.

“Absolutely.” Replied a very confident Lance.

“Okay! Let's give Lance a big round of applause! He is a great sport.” Bob said, turning to the audience.

“Norlox tell us what the next Warfler is!” Bob said, turning to Norlox.

“The next warfler is Faces From the Past!” Norlox exclaimed.

“A little walk down memory lane. Lance, you know how this game goes am I right?” Asked Bob, hovering closer in his floating chair.

“Uh, Yeah! Totally.” Lance says.

“What do you think audience do we believe this beautiful dum-dum?” Bob asks.

“No!” The audience shouts together.

“I know you're telling the truth Lance but just for the folks at home,  let's run through the rules real quick.  no you're going to see pictures of some of the folks you've met during adventures around the Galaxy. I’ll give you a goolian credit for each one you name correctly, adding to the points you’ll need to earn your freedom. How does that sound?” Bob explained.

“Sounds like we'll be heading back to Voltron real soon.” Lance said confidently.

“That's the spirit, but to make sure you don't get any help from your friends let's lower the isolation Shield.” Bob said and the shield dropped around Lance.

“Perfect now let's see the first mystery face from the past.” said Bob. The screen landed on the face of Kolivan then at the last second on Antok. 

“Easy. That's Koli- What? Who's that?” Lance panicked.

“He's an important figure. Someone who helps you in your fight against Haggar.” Bob hinted.

“Hm, Keith keeps pointing at his blade, so... “ Lance said, thinking.

“Oh. That's a pretty big clue. Have you got a guess?” asked Bob.

“Blade-y? Bladey?” Lance questioned, sweating bullets. The buzzer rings signaling he was wrong.

“Oh! The answer is Antok.” Bob said.

“Yes!” Zarkon rejoiced at his failure. The other Galra celebrated, except Elara, who stood bored out of her mind.

“Oh, yeah, that guy.” Lance said.

“Kolivan’s right hand man, who fought valiantly for the good of the universe. This next one is a little personal. I think you'll remember this gal” Bob said. The screen landed on Plaxum but switched to

“Ooh! Her? Yeah that's Plax-- Her? She was the serious one?” Lance said.

“That's right. What was her name?” Bob said.

“Uh.. oh! Hold on. Okay, I know this. She was the one who measured my head with the jellyfish hat. She rode a giant manta ray.” Lance said, trying to guess.

“We need an answer.".Bob said.

“Ah… mm. Wait was it Jelly? No, no! Shelly!” Lance guesses, the buzzer goes off.

“Her name is Swirn.” Bob said.

“Swirn? Huh. Never would’ve come up with that.” Lance chuckles.

“Go Galra! Go Galra! Go Galra!” Lotor and Bellatrix chant, dancing together. Zarkon even danced. Elara stood there like ‘I'm surrounded by idiots.’

“Your team is starting to lose faith in you, Lance.” Bob said.

“I'm just not good with names. I’ll get the next one.” Lance said, a little more confident.

“I hope so. Let’s see the next face from your past.” Bob said. The screen stopped on

“Finally a name I know. Quiznack! Can you guys stop changing it at the last second?” Lance shouted, annoyed.

“Hmm. This guy, the guy…” Lance said, thinking.

“You remember.” Bob said.

“He faked the distress signal.” Lance said.

“He stole the Blue Lion.” Bob hinted.

“That, too,” Lance said, thinking hard.

“What’s his name?” Bob asked, inching closer.
“Okay. It’s on the tip of my tongue.” Lance struggled.

“Traveled with Nyma and Beezer.” Bob hinted again.

“Yeah. Pidge loved that Robot.” Lance said, the Paladins made letters with their arms, and the buzzer went off.

“Rolo!” Bob and Lance said at the same time.

“You are terrible at this.” Bob said.

“To be fair we've met a lot of people.” Lance said, making a point.

“Well, this is the last face, Lance.  If you finish without a single correct answer you know what that means.” Bob said.

“No. What?” Lance asked.

“Snick! Snick! Snick! Snick!” The crowd chanted. The Galra celebrated at the sight of the beast, of course, except the Empress.

“I can’t hear what they’re saying. Is it ‘Snick’?” Lance asked, obviously confused.

“That's right! Miss this next question, and I will be forced to hit this button. Which will shoot you out of the studio and into the lair of the Snick.“ Bob said. “Show us the Snick, Morlox.” The screen showed a huge spider-like monster, the audience cheered. Lance screamed in the shield.

“He looks hungry.” Bob chuckled.

“What? Nobody said anything about the Snick!” Lance yelled.

“Well it’s in the title of the show. Garfle Warfle Snick!” Bob stated the obvious.

“I wasn’t listening to that! You know I'm the dumb one!” Lance whined.

“Well here's your last face dum-dum. Look Carefully.” Bob said. The screen landed on Bli- Boh-Bi.

“It’s Bli- Boh- Bi! Bli- Boh- Bi!” Lance shouts. The jingle chimes signaling that was the right answer. Lance celebrated in the shield and so did the paladins.

“That’s right! You are not gonna be fed to the Snick.” Bob said. As Lance celebrated the crowd boo’d.

“They are savages. Well sorry Zarkon. Looks like you are going home.” Bob said. Elara flipped over the games desks, right as the floor opened from under their feet, landing on the stage. Zarkon, Lotor, and Bellatrix can be heard screaming

“Good day. I’m off to put up with my idiotic family.” Elara said as she walked off stage.

“She’s hot isn’t she?” Bob asked, the crowd whistled and cheered.

“Shut it Bob! I’m happily married!” Elara yelled from a distance.

“That doesn’t mean anything!” Bob yelled back, and out of the blue Zarkon tackled him.

"WHY DO PEOPLE LOVE FLIRTING WITH MY WIFE?! WHY IS IT ALWAYS HER?!"