Hi all!

Okay, so I said I was done with Voltron fics...well, that didn't last, did it? Allow me to explain, no, there is too much, allow me to sum up...RedLion2 came up with a great idea, she is going to write a fic about the Whitaker twins, Declan and Gideon, that will take place after Cady and Tristan's wedding. So this is just a short, fluffy story that will connect my last story, Changes On The Horizon and RedLion2's story.

If you're looking for action and adventure, this story isn't for you:-) This will be a short, fluffy piece.

Enjoy!

Failte


The cold air hit Tristan in the face with surprising force. He stuffed his gloved hands into the pockets of his jacket and followed the sounds of shouts and laughter to where Cady, Sky, Declan, and Brina were playing with several of the younger children. He rounded the side of the castle and saw two snow forts and three completed snowmen and another one being built.

Declan picked up his younger brother and threw Nicky into a snow drift. In retaliation, Hunk's two sons, Casey and Mykel along with Pidge's oldest boy, Luke, attacked the leader of the Voltron Force with handfuls of snow. Sky, Brina and Cady were helping Charlotte and Hunk's daughter, Natalia, and Pidge's daughter, Tori, build their family of snowpeople. Cady unwound the pink scarf she wore around her neck and placed it on the snowwoman they had just finished.

A smile playing at his lips, Tristan took off the scarf he wore from around his neck and sneaked up behind his fiancée. It was a slightly irregular scarf that Cady had knitted for him the previous Christmas in a dark blue color. He placed a finger to his lips to indicate to Tori to be quiet. She pressed her mittened hand to her mouth to hide a giggle.

Cady jumped when she felt something wrap around her neck.

"You want to be careful," he whispered into her ear. "You can't catch cold now, we don't want you having a runny nose in the wedding pictures."

She whirled around and grinned at him, "What would I do without you watching out for me?"

"Catch your death from cold?"

"My hero," she teased, pressing her cold lips to his warm ones.

"Ew!"

Tristan lifted his head and looked over to where Nicky and Mykel were groaning in disgust, "Someday you two will enjoy kissing girls and, when that day comes, I will remind you of this."

"Never," Nicky declared. "That's gross."

"I have much to teach you, young one," Declan said with mock seriousness. "But I have to agree, the two of you have got to stop kissing so much, it is kinda gross."

"Hm," Tristan looked down at the woman who was going to be his wife in another week. "Well, after being outside in the cold for so long, she does need chapstick, but otherwise, I like doing it too much to stop."

Declan sighed and threw his arm around his brother, "And it's only going to get worse, Nick, when they're in that whole newlywed phase."

"Are you done for the day?" Cady asked, ignoring her brothers.

Tristan nodded, "Yeah, Gideon just relieved me and your parents asked me to come and get you."

She raised her eyebrows in question, "What's up?"

"I don't know, but there is only one way to find out."

"Okay, guys, this all looks great, but I think it's time we head in and get some hot chocolate before we freeze up completely," Cady announced.

"It's not that cold," Nicky complained.

"Your nose is red," Cady teased him, tweaking it.

Sighing dramatically, Tori fell back into the snow, "But it's still too early."

Sky grinned at her friend, "Go, we'll take care of the ruffians."

Cady leaned over and whispered conspiratorially, "I'll send backup as soon as I can."

Declan yelped when a well thrown snowball clocked him in the back of the head. He whirled around and caught sight of Brina trying to appear nonchalant while Tess and Natalia giggled.

"Oh that's it!" Black's pilot shouted. He ran and tackled his girlfriend into the snow.

"Send back up, quickly," Sky hissed as Brina shoved a handful of snow into Declan's face.

Slipping her arm through Tristan's, Cady promised to do what she could to help. The two of them trudged through the snow toward the castle.

"Is Erik busy?" Cady asked.

He shrugged, "No clue, I haven't seen him since breakfast."

"Do you have your communicator on you?"

"Yes."

"Can I borrow it?"

"Where's yours?"

"I have it, but he's more likely to answer a call from you than from me."

Rolling his eyes, Tristan unclipped his communicator and handed it to her, "Well, maybe if you only called people when necessary instead of for every little problem people would be more willing to answer."

"I don't over use my communicator."

"You called Erik yesterday to ask him to bring you a soda."

"He was already in the kitchen," she replied, flipping his communicator open and dialing.

"Johansson."

"Hey, Erik, what're you doing?"

"I'm doing some work for your father, why?"

"Take a break."

Erik rubbed a hand over his face, "What is it, Cady?"

"Your woman needs backup."

"What is it? What's wrong?"

Tristan pulled the communicator out of her hand, "Sorry about that, man, Cady's trying to be cute. Sky's outside with a bunch of the kids."

Erik looked down at the report he was working on and sighed. He did want a break, maybe a quick half hour would help clear his mind enough so that he could concentrate more fully on the task at hand. Since returning to Arus, he had been helping with the training of new cadets and helping the Force when necessary. He was due to complete his own education by the spring and was hoping to start teaching after that.

"Yeah," he told his friends. "I'll head out in a few minutes."

Tristan smiled, "Be wary, Erik, the kids are all hyped up."

"I'll go armed."

Chuckling, Tristan snapped the communicator shut, "Backup is on the way."

Cady slipped her hand into his, "Just think, this time, next week, we'll be married."

"It's all I've been thinking about."

"Oh yeah?"

"Oh yeah," he kissed her quickly. "And we'll be lying on the beach in Aruba."

"Aruba," she repeated, loving the way it sounded. "I can't wait to see it in person, I've been looking up pictures online."

"If I have my way, you won't really be seeing much more than the bedroom."

"Oh," she gasped teasingly. "Don't be so crass."

"Hey," he lowered his voice as they entered the castle. "You're the one who cut me off."

Cady turned to face him, "Just one more week, darling, and then I'm all yours."

He grabbed her waist and pulled her flush against him, "And I plan on making the most of that."

"The most of what?" Keith asked as he and Allura entered the foyer.

"Yeah, honey, the most of what?" Cady asked, her tongue planted firmly in her cheek.

Tristan flashed her a scowl, "Make the most of my last week as a bachelor."

Cady grinned at him before turning to her parents, "Tristan said you wanted to see us."

"Yup," Allura zipped up her coat and tugged a knit cap down over her head. "We have something special to show you."

"What?"

"We'll explain when we get there," Keith pulled open the door and stepped aside to let the others out. "Come with us."

As the cold wind washed over them again, Tristan wrapped his arm around Cady's shoulders and pulled her close. They walked away from the castle and the sounds of the children playing grew fainter as they made a path through the snow.

"Come on, Dad, where are we going? I'm freezing." Cady whined.

"You just spent two hours playing on the snow," Keith reminded her.

"I know and I'm cold."

"I'll warm you up," Tristan whispered into her ear.

"Not for another week," she replied coyly.

Allura fell into step beside her eldest daughter, "You have one more dressing fitting?"

"Yup, tomorrow."

"Oh, I can't believe my girl's getting married," she sighed. "And I still don't have a dress."

Sensing their need to talk, Tristan stepped ahead and caught up with his future father-in-law. "Is everything all right, sir?"

Keith glanced at him, "Yes. Why? Are you okay?"

"Yes, sir, I was jus wondering what was going on."

"Well, Allura and I have something to show you."

"And it's such a beautiful day for a walk," Tristan mumbled.

Keith laughed, "Hey, you were the ones who wanted to get married in the middle of winter."

"We were told to wait at least six months but that put us close to Christmas so we wanted to go a little longer, this was exactly eight months from the day I proposed."

"First proposal or second?"

"Second. The first one doesn't count, I didn't have your blessing."

"Well, you have it now, so you can stop sucking up."

"Yes, sir."

Keith smiled, he really did like Tristan. If his little girl had to get married, he was glad it was to a young man he both admired and liked. "You're doing well in Blue."

"Thank you, sir, I really feel like I'm being accepted by her, there is…" he trailed off.

"What?"

"Well, I guess you could say it feels like a bond is forming."

Keith grinned at him, "I'm really glad to hear that."


Erik groaned quietly when he felt the bite of cold air as he left the castle. He shoved his unprotected hands into his pockets and grumbled under his breath as he tried to remember what he had done with his gloves. Following the sounds of screams and laughter, he found the crowd. There was obviously a 'boys against girls' snowball fight going on.

Behind one small snow fort, Sky, Brina, Charlotte, Natalia, and Tori crouched down and patted together snowballs. About ten feet away was another short wall of snow behind which Declan, Nicky, Luke, Casey, and Mykel were whipping snowballs as hard as they could toward the girls. Erik watched as Sky jumped to her feet and started throwing ball after ball as Brina joined her. They both took a couple hits but they landed more than they received.

He narrowed his eyes when he noticed the black gloves Sky wore. So that's where they went.

"Erik! Come over and help us!" Nicky shouted when he saw his cousin.

Sky turned and saw her boyfriend striding toward them. With a flirty smile, she hid her hands behind her back.

"Too late," he called out. "I already saw them."

"I lost mine!"

"So you just took mine?"

"I didn't think you'd mind!" Sky called out, shrieking with laughter as he took chase after her.

Erik caught her easily as she was laughing too hard to run. Throwing his arms around her waist, he tackled her into the snow. "Thief!"

Sky grinned at him, "I didn't think you would need them today, you were busy."

"You could have asked."

"I could have."

Erik shook his head, "I was going nuts looking for them and now my hands are cold."

Wiggling out of his grasp, she took his hands in her cold, glove clad ones, "I'm sorry, hon."

"You're not helping," he pulled his hands free and rubbed them together.

Sky smiled at him, so happy to see him goofing off and having fun.

It had been a rough pastfew months for the two of them as they fought to make their relationship work. Erik had worked with various doctors, some to help with the physical scars left from his ordeal on Terra and one to help with the emotional scars. He had come far in rebuilding his confidence, having Sky at his side had helped immensely with that. When Erik had traveled to Planet Li'Tratl for a surgical procedure to reduce the scaring on his face, she had been at his side when he woke. When they realized the procedure had done little to fix the damage, she had taken his face in her hands and gently reminded him how much she loved him.

With the work he was doing for Keith, Erik was finding purpose. He was helping Lance train new recruits and adjust to life in the Air Brigade. Working as a consultant with the Voltron Team, he had worked with Keith to help Declan strengthen his skills and become a strong leader. He was also helping out in any way he was needed with the Force, the Brigade, and castle security.

"What are you laughing at?" Erik scowled.

Lifting her head, Sky gave him a quick kiss, "You."

"I'm pissed, Schuyler."

"No you're not."

Erik smiled, he couldn't even pretend to be mad, "No, I guess I'm not."

"'Cause you love me," she teased, flirting.

"Sort of."

"And you think I'm cute."

"A little."

"And you want my bod."

Laughing, Erik stood and offered his hands to help her up, "I can't deny that."

"Perv," she whispered, kissing him again.

Any response he may have had was cut off when a snowball slammed into his temple. Erik whirled around and glared at Declan who was tossing a snowball between his hands while the children all giggled. "You're going to pay for that," he warned, wiping the snow from the side of his face and bending down to pick up the glasses that had fallen off his face.

"Bring it on, pretty boy," Declan taunted.

"Quick," Erik held his hand out to Sky. "I need my gloves."

"And leave me unprotected?" She whined.

He raised an eyebrow, "And why do I have to suffer because you're irresponsible?"

"Because."

"Great reasoning, Sunny," he muttered, ducking out of the way of another snowball.

Smiling, she tugged the gloves off, "I was just warming them up for you."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he leaned over and kissed her quickly.

"There's too much kissing!" Nicky exclaimed, scooping up snow and throwing a ball at Erik.

"Some day you won't mind it so much," Erik told him, rushing over to grab the boy and toss him into a pile of snow.

Within moments, Erik was at the bottom of a dog pile with eight children trying to bury him in the snow. Sky watched, a grin on her face as Erik laughed and rolled on the ground with the kids. Declan joined in, lifting Tori off the top of the pile and flipping her onto his shoulders.

"He's looking so much better," Brina said, coming to stand beside Sky.

"Yeah, he is," Sky smiled at her friend. "I think coming back to Arus was the right thing for him."

"I know Declan has appreciated his help."

"We all have."

Brina grinned at her friend, "And you're doing much better with him here."

Sky nodded, her eyes following Erik, as he fell back onto the snow beside Nicky, making snow angels. "Absolutely."


"Dad," Cady whined as they continued to trudge through the snow, up a slight hill. "Is it much farther? Where are we going? I'm cold."

Keith glanced at Tristan, smiling, "Stop whining , Cadence."

"We must have walked two miles."

"It hasn't even been a mile yet."

"How do you know that?"

"Because where we're going is exactly one and a quarter mile from the castle."

"Why couldn't we drive there?"

"Because there isn't a road to it. Yet."

"Dad, come on, where are we going?"

"It's not much further."

"Cady," Tristan interrupted. "I bet that if you stopped whining this trip would go faster."

"Are you siding with him?" She demanded.

"No, I'm just sick of your whining."

Cady gasped with indignation.

Allura smiled at their interaction, glad to see that her daughter had found a man who not only loved and respected her, but who could also challenge and lock horns with her when necessary. She watched as Cady ran up to Tristan and jumped on his back. He stumbled a bit before steadying himself and hitching her up, piggy-back style.

"It's just a bit further," Keith told them.

"What is?" Cady asked, wrapping her arms around Tristan's neck.

"Your surprise."

"And what is it?"

"If I tell you then it wouldn't be a surprise."

"Oh, stop teasing her, Keith," Allura chided as they crested the top of a hill to the west of the castle.

He grinned at his wife and took her hand, "You just have to take the fun out of it, don't you?"

"Keith."

"Okay, okay." He stopped and turned to his daughter and her fiancé. "I guess this is far enough, you can see it all from here."

"All of what?" Tristan asked.

"Your mother and I were trying to come up with a wedding gift for the two of you and we know how important it is for a young couple to have a place of your own. See the flags marked out down there?"

Cady squinted and stared over Tristan's shoulder until she spotted the small orange flags spaced out about twenty yards apart in a large rectangle. "What is it Dad?"

"That is your land," Allura told her, excitedly. "That's where your house is going to be built."

Shocked, Tristan dropped Cady onto the ground behind him.

"Tristan!" She yelped.

"Oh, sorry, hon." He offered her a hand and pulled her up before turning to Keith and Allura. "Are you serious?"

Keith nodded, "Absolutely. Of course you guys will help with the design and we can't start building until spring, but there is where it will go."

"I picked this plot because it is cut off a bit, the hill and the trees will offer you privacy," Allura explained.

"But it's close enough to the castle for safety reasons," Keith added. "You're close to the lake and we're planning on an added tunnel to Blue so you can get straight to her if necessary."

Cady looked around, amazed and touched. She stepped closer to Tristan, taking his hand.

"Don't you like it?" The Queen asked, worried by their silence.

Tristan turned to her, a stunned look crossing his face, "It…it's amazing, Ma'am, I don't…I don't know what to say. Thank you, really."

"Cady?"

Unable to form the right words, Cady threw her arms around her mother and hugged her tightly, crying quietly.

"I think she likes it," Keith whispered to Tristan.

"I think you're right."

"Oh, Dad." Cady moved over and hugged him, sobbing. "I d-don't know wh-what to say! Th-thank you!"

"You're welcome, sweetheart," he whispered, returning her hug.

She released him and turned to launch herself into her fiance's arms. "We're going to have our own house!"

Tristan smiled and rested his chin on top of her head, "Thank you."

Allura returned his smile and wiped a tear away from her own eye, "You're very, very welcome."

When the four of them returned to the castle nearly half an hour later, they found the kitchen filled with the gang trying to warm up after their snowball fight.

"Where have you guys been?" Declan asked. He was standing by the stove where Brina was making hot chocolate.

"Mom and Dad were showing us where our house is going to be," Cady announced.

"Your house?" Sky asked.

Cady nodded, "Yup, I'll show you later."

Tristan slung his arm around her shoulders, "It's a plot of land a little over a mile to the northwest of here, we break ground in the spring."

Nicky set his mug on the table and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "You're moving out of the castle?"

"Yup," Cady grinned as she picked up the mug he set down. "It won't be for a couple of months yet, but we're going to have a home of our own."

"I thought you were gonna stay here."

"We won't be far, Nick, you can come visit whenever you want, you can even spend the night some times."

He scowled and pushed back from the table, storming out of the kitchen.

"What's his problem?" Declan asked.

"I don't think he likes the idea of your sister moving out of the castle," Keith explained.

Declan shrugged, "I have no problem with that."

Cady sighed dramatically, "Just think Tristan, we won't have to be in the same castle as the twins. It'll be heavenly."

"Too good to be true," he agreed.

"You'll miss us," her brother vowed.

"Ummmm…no."

"Ummmm…yeah."

"Declan, stop teasing your sister," Keith said tiredly. "And Cady, stop enjoying the fact that you're not going to be living with your brothers or we'll take the land back and save it for Tess."

"Yes, Dad," they both grumbled in unison.

"Hey, Dad?"

"What Dec?"

"If Tristan moves out of the castle, what happens if we need Blue? Would we have to wait for him to drive up to the castle?"

Keith shook his head, "We've thought this out and decided that we're going to hook up a system at the house so that when the castle alarms go off, an alarm will sound at the house and there will be an entrance tunnel from the house to Blue so he can join the team immediately."

"Sounds like you have it all figured out."

"Of course we gave all this some thought," Allura said. "We weren't about to send our eldest out into the world unprotected."

Tristan took Cady's hand and twirled her toward him, "You don't need to worry about that, I think I got that taken care of."

A few of the younger kids groaned as they kissed.

"This is just getting disgusting," Declan grumbled.

Brina grinned at him, "I think it's sweet."

"I think it's nauseating."

Cady glanced over her shoulder at her brother, "I guess it's a good thing we don't care what you think."

"I guess it's a good thing you're moving out," he shot back.

"Children," Keith sighed.

"Come on, Cady," Sky slid off her stool and set her empty mug in the sink. "I have to meet Hilla in half an hour for my last dress fitting."

Eager to do anything that had to do with the wedding, Cady pulled away from Tristan and followed her friend. "I can't wait to see the finished product!"