Keith didn't know where he was. He last remembered sneaking onto a cargo shuttle and falling asleep curled up in a box full of soft pelt. He had woken up to voices. Easily getting out of the box and hiding away from sight.

Two armoured guards checked the crates, one rummaging around and speaking to the other while the other checked off on a tablet, talking about random topics.

"I heard the King got the Queen pregnant."

"Again?"

"Yeah. What is that? Number four?"

"No, this would be three. Prince Lance and Prince Marco are the only two currently alive." The second guard corrected.

"Right. Right. Ive forgotten that Princess Fain isn't theirs." The first muttered, tapping away on his tablet for a moment. "That's everything. Send the produce to the kitchen to be washed. I'll take the first to the dresser to be styled."

"Alright. I'll see you later in the Barracks."

Both guards then dispersed, taking with them the two crates that levitated along behind them.

Keith crept out of his hiding place, looking around the room. It was a docking area decorated with a white and blue theme that made the purple child feel uneasy. He recognized the structure to be Altean, an alien species he's seen fight many times. He knew about their dislike of anything Galra. He needed to get out of this place. Quick.

In front of him stood an opened hanger door that revealed a large landing strip, the cargo shuttle he was previously on was already lifting off from the end of the strip, disappearing from sight.

'well I guess I'm stuck here.' the child thought to himself.

He looked behind him towards the door the guards went through. Might as well try and find a safe place to sleep and maybe a place to sleep.

The Galran child left the hanger, walking down halls and twisting areas. He's been on his own for as long as he could remember. He didn't know much about himself. Only that he was a Galran child, one with a tail, he was good at stealing and could hold his own in a fight, and that he's always had this knife that was currently strapped at his belt. He didn't know how old he was or where his next meal would be or if he would survive till tomorrow. His life was filled with ifs.

He heard voices up ahead. He quietly turned around and headed back the way he came only to hear more voices. He was trapped.

Then the door next to him opened and Keith knew his life was over. Next to him, standing in the doorway was an Altean child who stood about a head taller than him.

The Altean stared at him for a split second before his hand shot out, grabbing Keith by the wrist and pulling him into the room, quickly shutting the door abd pressing a button to lock it.

Keith quickly backed away from the Altean, going further into the bedroom. He glanced around quickly, spotting a circular bed standing  alone on the middle of the room and a few dressers along with a pile of Altean toys in the corner. The walls were covered in drawings, not on canvas but on the literal wall and there was a large window that took up the whole back wall.

The Altean was quiet for a moment till the voices faded before he turned towards Keith with a big goofy smile, the blue markings on his cheek shining softly. "Your so fluffy!" He said instantly, tackling Keith in a tight embrace.

The Galran child trued to squirm away only for the Altean to pull him back against his chest. "Your soft too!" He cooed before he sniffed Keith.

He made a face and stepped back. "you smell like a dying Phoot though."

"Thanks for letting me know. I had no idea." Keith replied sarcastically.

"Is that sarcasm?" The young boy questioned, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yes. It is." Keith crossed his arms, glaring at the Altean.

"Yes! I love it! Keep doing that! Don't ever stop, alright!" He smiled brightly like sarcasm was the best thing ever.

"What?" Keith was confused.

"I like you being sarcastic to me! No one ever will be. But I really like sarcasm! I think it's funny!" He smiled brightly, his blue eyes swirled with color reminding Keith of a supernova or a galaxy.

"Uh.. okay?"

"You wouldn't understand. Let's get you a bath though. They would definitely find you when you smell like that."

Keith growled softly as the Altean boy grabbed his arm, leading him through a different door which lead to a bathroom. A large basin sank into the floor, waiting to be filled with water. The Altean boy stepped on a small button causing warm water to fill the tub.

Once it was full, he turned to Keith. "get undressed and take a bath!" He ordered.

"A what?"

"A bath! Get in the water and clean up. Have you never taken a bath before?" He questioned, his long ears twitching.

The purple child shook his head slowly. "I'll take a bath with you then." The Altean replied, starting to get undressed.

"WAIT WHAT?! I DONT EVEN KNOW YOUR NAME!"

"I'm Lance. Now get naked."