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She hadn’t really been able to sleep the past few days. It wasn’t anything she could put her finger on. Nothing bad had happened at the party… After Lance came to get her they all danced, Pidge stepped on a few feet, while they ate and laughed. It was nice, normal, nothing to report… Except for the almost, but not really, kiss. She wasn’t even sure what that was but it didn’t matter. It wasn’t important… Nope… Not at all.
She rolled over in her bed and faced the wall, it was more comfortable that way. Pidge enjoyed the feeling of closeness. With a sighed she stretched her arms out to feel the cool wall. She froze as she heard the door to her room open. She snapped her eyes closed and let her arms go limp… It must have look incredibly weird but who ever was here wouldn’t know how she slept.
“Crow…” she heard them barely whisper.
She could hear them walk to her bed slipping a communicator in her hand… It was her communicator… She could tell. It had the text to speech adapter on it. What was this? Who was it? Before Pidge could process the voice they had walked out… It was definitely one of the guys. Not Coran… Coran would have woke her up to ask permission to clean her room.
Groaning she pushed herself up just has her communicator buzzed lightly. Pidge gripped tighter on it as it continued it's light buzzing. It was annoying but she hadn't found a way to program a message waiting system for when she woke up. That was next on Hunk’s and her’s to-do list. With a click of the auto play it stopped buzzing and made a small beep noise.
Voice communication from.
“IT’S YA BOY LANCE!”
Playing message.
“Hey, so, I know you’re asleep and stuff but like… um… just… I don’t know met me in the sensory chamber.”
Pidge felt the heat rise to her cheeks and her chest tingled as she slammed the communicator down on the bed. Why the sensory chamber… They had a sensory chamber? Of course they did, they had an upside down pool why wouldn’t they have a sensory chamber… She’d have to find Coran and ask. He was good at explaining how to get places. But why was he asking her to meet him there… Why her? It must not have been anything big, Lance would have woke her up if it was important… She cleared her throat to ignore the tiggle in her cheeks.
“Alright, number 5, up and at’em! I got cl- Oh!” Coran stopped revving his vacuum as the door opened fully and he could see her,” Good morning, Stardust!”
“Coran?” Pidge turned to his voice, “Where is the sensory chamber?”
“Sensory chamber? Well, that’s 3 floors up and you turn left. It’s the first door on the right, it’s about halfway down the corridor.”
“Thank you.” Pidge threw her legs over the bed and stood up grabbing where she hung her glasses. Putting them on she could hear the ticks starting up… Woah her room was bad…
“How do you earthlines live in such trash piles?!” Coran shouted over the vacuum as it started up again.
She gave a smile and jogged out of her open door. Pidge stopped quickly before placing her hands on her hips feeling her PJ’s. Should she change, maybe she should look nice… With a huff she kept walking to the door.
“It’s Lance, Pidge. Clam down.” Pidge took a breath as she minded the ticking of her glasses.
The tickings became louder as she reached the elevator. She felt for the button pushing it. She then placed her hand on the buttons in the elevator feeling the bumps for the numbers.
“Let’s see… Living is 3 so… 6… Is where I need to… There it is.” Pidge pressed the button grabbing to the handle bar.
Pidge drummed her fingers on the bar as the elevator closed the door. Possible reasons ran through her head. Something must have gone wrong with the system. Maybe Lance wanted her help to fix it before Hunk notice. The door opened and Pidge walked down the hall she followed Coran’s instructions and stood outside the door. She kept her hand just under the button to open it. Did she really want to fix Lance’s mess? She could turn back now and just sleep until the attack alarm blared or Lance or Hunk came to wake her again.
She let finger hover over the button before pressing it. The door opened and she let herself walk in toward Lance who stood in the middle of the room next to the a tube in the center. Lance was bouncing on his toes as she approached him.
“What did you break?” Pidge asked looking around the room.
“... I didn’t break anything! I am offended!”
“Then why am I here?”
“I wanted to show you something.”
Lance walked over to her reaching for her glasses.
“Is it ok if I take these?”
“Um, sure? But I can’t really ‘see’ without them.”
“That’s fine you don’t need too.”
“What?”
Lance took the glasses off and walked away from her. She could hear him go back to the tub and place them down before walking back to her.
“Can I hold your hand real quick.”
“What? Why?” Pidge asked reaching out her hand to his voice, “You still haven’t explained anything.”
She felt his warmth as his fingers held her hand tight. Her face felt hot again as he guided her to the center of the room. She began hearing ticks around her. She felt her eyebrows come together as she reached for her glasses forgetting they were no longer on her face. Even if they were they would never tick with holograms. She hadn’t figured that out yet. But there they were ticks, everywhere. Pidge let go of Lance’s hand and began to walk around the room.
She could hear the holograms. She could hear the shape! How tall! She walked up to the loudest ticks and moved around it. She could hear the ridges the unevenness of the hologram. She could hear ticks up towards where the ceiling should be. There where ticks right above her too. She reached up feeling a small speaker, no bigger than the size of her finger tip. The room produced these for her! She lifted on her toes and felt more of the small speakers. It was amazing.
“This is so incredible! I had no idea Altean tech could do this!” Pidge moved around the object again.
“I knew you'd like it.”
“I love it! What's it projecting?”
“Guess.”
Pidge turn toward where she heard Lance holding her hands out.
“How am I supposed to know!”
She smiled has she felt him grab her hands.
“I'll give you a hint. It's beautiful.”
“Allura isn't that tall.” Pidge laughed.
“No, doofus, guess again.”
Pidge adjusted herself still holding Lance's hands and turned back to the object. It was tall. Cylindrical base with a canopy coming out from it. Umbrella? No… too big to be an umbrella.
“A tree?” Pidge asked turning to Lance.
“You got it! You seriously got that just from the sound?” Lance squeezed her hands.
“Yeah, wasn't that hard. This tech is amazing.” Pidge felt her smile spread across her face.
“No, you're amazing.”
“Yeah. I kinda am. What else can this thing project?”
“Anything.”
“This is so great! I can't even believe this! How did you find this setting?”
“I asked Hunk and Coran to help me make it actually… The room had the ability to do it it just needed fine tuning.”
“This is amazing! Thank you so much!”
“You're welcome.” Lance mumbled kissing Pidge’s forehead.
She gripped Lance's hands tight and bit her lip. She was definitely going to lose sleep over this.