(Third person point of view)

This is the time when people might say it goes to far.

But for Matt, he would never stop.

It's the last round of the game, and Matt just can't keep the smirk off his face. He was so determined by to make the most of this once in a lifetime opportunity. He has the keyboard in front of him that he could do anything with. He could control these paladins like puppets, and he intended to do so.

By the end of this, something grand will happen, is what Matt hoped at least.

But he just ended up making a huge, huge, mess.

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Keith and Lance were staring at each other as the final round took place. Both were determined to win at any cost. You could feel the pressure rising off the two boys as the room went silent. Let the games begin.

"Keith, truth or dare?" 

"Dare," he said. 

"Let Lance give you a hairstyle," the computer said. Keith glanced at a very happy Lance. Lance rubbed his hands together and gave Keith a wide smile.

"Lance, I swear to god if you put tangles in it I will kill you," Keith said as he got up. He sat on the floor in front of Lance. Lance sat on the couch as he leaned over to mess with Keith's hair. He pulled a small, square brush with hair ties on it from his back pocket.

"Do you always have a brush on you?" Keith asked in a tone making fun of Lance. 

"Always," Lance responded in a proud voice. He stared to brush Keith's mullet and it was...actually...really soft. Lance thought he could brush it forever.

Lance messed with it for a minute until he put it into a loose, small pony tail. Keith's bangs still feel over his purple eyes. The sight of Keith's hair in a ponytail made Lance blush hard. He thought Keith was the cutest thing ever. So much for getting over his stupid crush. 

"3 points for Keith."

Keith borrowed Lance's brush because it had a built in mirror. He looked at his hair style and thought that, surprisingly, it didn't look that bad.

"A pony tail?" Keith asked as he rose an eyebrow at Lance. 

"What? Did you want me to braid it?" Lance asked. 

"How in the world do you know how to braid?" Keith asked as he closed the brush's case and handed it back to Lance. 

"Well, when you live with sisters, you need to know how to fix their long hair," Lance responded.

"Lance, truth or dare?" 

"I'll do a dare as well," he said. "Hold Keith's hand for the rest of the round," the computer said.

Lance stuck out his hand to offer Keith's. He had a huge smirk on his face and Keith slapped his hand onto Lance's as he rolled his eyes. A blush spreads onto Keith's face and Lance notices it. He thought it was an amazing thing to see Keith flustered. The best part is that he was causing it.

They set their hands down in the couch beside them; both trying to ignore how great it was to hold hands with another and Pidge's squeals.

"Keith, truth or dare?" The computer asked. 

"I'll do a dare," he said. 

"Do ten push-ups," the computer said. Keith thought that this was going to be a simple task, until he realized that he would have to hold Lance's hand as he did so.

He frowned and stood up with Lance right behind him. He tugged Lance over to a clear spot on the floor outside of the circle of chairs. Both Lance and Keith got on the ground. He did his one handed push-ups and Lance just squatted awkwardly beside him. They then both got up and sat back down. 

"3 points for Keith."

"Lance, truth or dare?" The computer asked. 

"Truth," Lance responded. 

"When did you figure out you were bi?" The computer asked.

"Well, I guess when I got in space. I had always had crushes and such on some girls in the Garrison, but a few boys would enter my mind. I just shrugged it off. But when I got in space, I realized that most aliens were genderless. I dunno. Just one night I was lying in bed when I realized it," he said as he shrugged. 

"5 points for Lance."

"Keith, truth or dare?" 

"Truth," Keith said. 

"Name two things you dislike about Lance and two things you like about Lance," the computer said. 

"Well, first off, you talk way too much sometimes and you couldn't follow directions if it would save your life-" 

"Hey!!" Lance started.

"-but, you are good at meeting new people and you help out with the team," Keith finished.

"Why thanks, mullet!" Lance said. Keith just rolled his eyes. "2 points for Keith."

"Lance, truth or dare?" The computer asked. 

"Dare," he said. He would regret and love that decision at the same time.

"Make out with Keith. The first person to pull back will lose. The other will be crowned winner," it said.

Keith and Lance just sat there, eyes wide in surprise. Both boys looked at each other in horror. Pidge busted into laughter and the team stared at the pair. Keith was the first to do break the tense silence.

Keith got up while still holding Lance's hand and bashfully said, "I don't want to do this sitting down." He avoided Lance's gaze. Lance then got up and they walked over close to the wall. They were across from the hallway they originally walked in from training. 

Keith's back was facing the wall and he could see the entire team turned around staring at them. Lance's back was facing the team and Keith wish they could replace spots. The team staring at them made him more nervous than he already was, if that was possible.

Lance drew in a deep breath to prepare himself as he locked with those deep purple eyes. Lance noticed Keith had a red blush across his face. He probably looked that way as well. They were a mere inches apart when Lance closed the space between them.

So, this is the moment you have all been waiting for. Let the Klance begin!!!!

Sorry for the cliffhanger tho. I'll finish the next chapter soon.