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"Allura!" Pidge yells, as she bursts into Blue's hangar. "You're a Paladin!"
The Princess emerges from the Lion slowly, a wide grin plastered on her face.
"I guess I am," she says, and the joy in her voice sets off butterflies in Pidge's chest.
"It's about time," Pidge says with a grin of her own.
She races towards the Altean, and Allura opens her arms to hug her, but instead Pidge pulls her down into a searing kiss. Later, when pressed, Pidge will swear it was temporary insanity due to an endorphin high, because there's no way she'd ever be so bold normally. Allura's eyes widen for a tick before she closes them, her lips starting to move against Pidge's.
There's a whoop from behind them. When they break apart, the other Paladins, as well as Coran, are standing at the door to the hangar.
"It was about time for that, too," Lance says, smiling.