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Hey, it's Pidge. Can't answer right now-- Rover quit it! --so leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can.
Rover, what did I say--?!?!

Comments

[shiro2hero]

That accent can't be me. That's not even
Pidge I think he's white.

[Shiro you don't know that.]

And that hair? Awful.

How did you guys even get to "another reality" which I can't believe you just made me type.

[pidge_out]

shiro he looks exactly like you, awful haircut aside. he's definitely an alternate reality you, he was probably just raised in sweden or by norwegians or something.

anyway it's kind of a long story. we were answering a distress call and found a rift in the fabric of reality that we were able to pass through with voltron.

[shiro2hero]

He looks nothing like me!

[Yes he does.]

And... you just. Found this guy there? Wandering around?

[pidge_out]

shiro. he looks EXACTLY like you

[How many times does she have to say it, good lord...]

technically i guess he found us? he was there to investigate too

seriously it's a pretty long story

[shiro2hero]

I don't see it.

[Or maybe he's just being a big stubborn weirdo.]

Is it ... one that I absolutely NEED to know? Or can I get by on the short version you already told me?

[pidge_out]

shiro

[Why so stubborn, Space Dad.]

do you WANT to know more?

[shiro2hero]

When you put it like that, no.

I think I'm good.

[pidge_out]

ok, my turn

i guess you met sven. is he here?

[shiro2hero]

He was. But it was this last weekend. Which... means he may not be anymore.

Every so often, whatever brings us here just goes haywire. It pulls in anyone, anything, it can. But just for one weekend.

Last time it happened, the Black Lion turned up. By Monday, it was gone again.