(Prompt: Competition between two people on anything/your choice/ and write three different parts- finding out, preparing for the competition, and the challenge itself)

Part 1- Finding out

Lance waltzed into the main room of the Castle of Lions, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"I declare!" He began, causing all heads to turn to him. "That I can beat any and all of you when it comes to holding my liqour."

The responses varied.

"Where did you even come up with that..?" Pidge began, eyeing him.

"Liqour??" Coran and Allura asked in confusion.

Shiro and Hunk alike shook their heads in disappointment.

Lance smirked.

"Liqour?" Allura repeated.

Lance winked at her. "Liqour."

"And you..happen to have some?" Pidge asked.

Lance smirked. "By a matter of fact I do."

Shiro groaned. "This isn't a good idea."

Lance rolled his eyes, slumping his shoulders dramatically. "Yes it is. Dad."

"What kind?"

The voice came from Keith, standing in his usual position with his arms crossed in the corner. 

Everyone looked to him in suprise but Lance just grinned. "Mystery." He wiggled his eyebrows.

He started towards Keith. "But it's strong liqour so does it matter?"

"Uh yeah..it does.." Hunk said. "What if he dies or something?"

"Its deadly?!" Coran and Allura screeched.

"So." Lance ignored them. "Who volunteers?"

Shiro's eyes widened. "Lance no-"

"I'll do it." Keith said. "I wanna go."

Pidge and Hunk shook their heads in sync. Shiro's jaw dropped.

"Any chance to kill off Lance's self esteem interests me." 

Lance turned red and reeled on him. "Hey!-"

"What. Is. Liqour?" Allura repeated, growing impatient. 

"You think you can beat me mullet??" Lance was in Keith's face now, his own scrunched up as he pointed at Keith's interesting hair choice.

Keith rolled his eyes and stepped forward. "You scared?"

"Heh." Lance laughed pushing his anger away and abruptly draping his long arm across Keith's shoulders. "He thinks he can beat me." He announced to his friends.

"No. I know I can." Keith corrected, trying to keep his heart rate under control. He was too close to Lance.

"Alright, little engine that could, don't get your hopes all high." He pulled away, a twinkle in his eyes and grin adorning his face.

"Paladins!" Allura screamed at the top of her lungs. "Will someone please explain?" 

"Alchohol." Shiro started. "Is something that gets you..on a kind of high.."

Allura blinked in confusion but Coran chuckled.

"Oh! So its like my uncles Globatuv Pudding!"