#because every single one of his kids are so snarky and sassy and awful

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A Ride to Remember

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I did the thing! So this is my A Walk to Remember Kidge AU. I absolutely loved the movie (I have yet to read the book) and I loved how sassy and how bad*ss Carter was and then turned to be so loving towards her after she got into his heart. So this piece was born. Enjoy!

In the small town of Altea, there was never much of a ruckus: a mere squabble between two drunks here and there and a house party once every other week and Keith Kogane. Now, the boy himself screams 'bad boy': long hair up to his shoulders in a modern twist of a mullet, black bangs covering his violet eyes, leather jacket decorating his usual wear, and a frown forever gracing his features.

Keith has become infamous for his 'silent but deadly' look and for his loud motorcycle ruining the usual peace. But never has the boy done anything as bad as last week.

The streets were empty that Friday night; no living soul was out ... well, except for Keith and his friends. 'Voltron', as they liked to call themselves, were out and about on their motorcycles. At the front, Keith and Lance were racing their bikes, both affectionately named Red and Blue respectively, to the park, the rest of the group loosely following behind.

"Keith, Lance, slow down!" Shiro called out from behind the competitive hard-heads.

Lance looked back to their 'leader', "No way, Jose! I'm not letting 'Mullet Head' win this round just because you're scared of a little crash."

With that snarky quip, Lance grazed a neighbor's trash can, causing a loud ruckus as it fell noisily on the ground. Lance quickly gained control of the handlebars again and straightened his bike to avoid another 'accident'.

Beside Shiro, Allura, riding in her pink motorcycle, chuckled, "I think 'little crash' might be an understatement considering your skills combined with your speed, Lance."

Lance huffed and called out, "What are you trying to say, Allura?"

Suddenly, a loud roar overwhelmed their ears as a familiar red motorcycle pulled up alongside Lance's and the rider smirked. "She means to say, Lance," Keith teased, "That you suck."

With that, Keith took off in Lance's opposite direction. The Latino huffed frustratedly and took off after Keith spewing lots of pissed off and playful insults to his 'rival'. The group rolled their eyes and turned around their motorcycles as well.

Lotor, who was riding alongside Allura, chuckled, "Those two will never change. First, there were to the ice cream truck, and, now, there are races back home after a party."

Lotor then revved his engine and went faster in order to catch up next to Keith, "You do realize you are forty above the speed limit."

Keith looked down at his speedometer and his eyes widened, turning back to Lotor to respond, "Really, well, might as well make it fifty."

Lotor rolled his eyes as Keith ignored his warning and whizzed past him, expertly evading every obstacle in his way; swerving away from fallen branches, avoiding every puddle, and whizzing past trash cans.

Lotor fell back far enough to see Keith, but as fast as Keith. Lance gave up two miles into the race after three more close calls and he called after Keith, "Yo! Dude, it's over!"

Keith, who merely heard a far away yell, turned around briefly, "Wh-"

Keith never got to respond completely because just as soon as he turned around, he heard a loud scream before his bike turned over, twisting in the air. Keith grunted as his body thrust forward and his body slid across the hard asphalt of his neighborhood's street. He rolled and rolled before finally stopping twenty foot in front of the cause of the bump.

On the ground in front of him laid an unconscious body, a red stain growing on his hip. Keith froze and widened his eyes as he took the sight in. He hit a body.

Keith scrambled up to his feet and ran towards the unconscious body and he gasped as he recognized him as Hunk Garrett, one of Lance's childhood friends that used to hang out with Voltron before leaving once the group began their dangerous endeavors.

Keith took Hunk's wrist and checked for a pulse, releasing a breath of relief once finding it. Soon, he heard the engines of his friend's motorcycles near and they stopped beside him. Shiro approached him, "Keith, did you- did you hit someone!"

Keith cupped his hand over his cousin's mouth, "Shut up, someone might hear!" Lance ran up to the body and cried out, "Dude you hit my friend!" Allura seemed traumatized as she watched the exchange and the body, "Is- Is he dead?"

Keith huffed, "Of course not. At least, not yet."

Lance scrunched his eyebrows and yelled, "Yet?!"

"Hey! Who's out there!" The group turned their heads to see Chief Kolivan call out from an open window a few houses ahead.

The group froze and when they heard the loud shut of a window, they bolted. Lance immediately sped out of the street in seconds, Lotor and Allura in tow. Shiro looked at the boy and Keith's pleading look before going to Hunk's other side and helping Keith lift him up by his armpit and drag him to rest on a tree.

Shiro then heard Kolivan's door open and he mounted Black before speeding off as well. "Dammit!" Keith cursed as he checked Hunk over again. The chubby boy only had a scratch on his head and on his belly (hence, the red stain on his yellow pajama shirt). The boy was lolling his head back and forth as he fought to come back to reality when Keith finally decided to bolt.

However, once Keith reached his bike, Kolivan had shone his flashlight on Keith already. Keith shut his right eye and peered up at Kolivan in an attempt to look up at the Police Chief, "Evening, Chief. Wonderful time for an evening drive, huh?"

Kolivan showed off Keith a pair of handcuffs and ordered, "Hands above your head."

Keith groaned and did as told before Kolivan grabbed his wrists and handcuffed him, leading him to his patrol car.

Keith limped into the living room, pausing to eye his father. Tex was working in the kitchen, working on some scrambled eggs in the frying pan. Keith sat on the bar stool and rested his elbow on the kitchen island, "Dad, my foot really hurts, I don't think I can make it to school today."

At that, Tex turned around, Keith's scrambled eggs in hand, and glared with such ferocity that Keith had to turn away, "I don't give a jack's ass about your hurt foot. You're going to school."

Keith sighed, "But Dad-"

"Do you know what it feels like to hear that your son got in a motorcycle accident at two in the morning? Not only that, but the poor Garrett kid was also hit and, even though the police claim there's no evidence, I have a funny feeling that it was because of you."

Keith lowered his head and sighed before he heard his father continue in a softer tone, "You've changed, Keith. Where's the fun-loving kid I know you are deep inside?"

Keith ignored his father's questions as he wolfed down a spoonful of scrambled eggs.

"Is it because of your mother?"

Keith put down his spoonful and glared at his dad.

"She's coming back, Keith."

Keith scoffed as he wolfed down another spoonful, "Tell that to the MIA letter taped to my bedroom wall."

Tex sighed before sitting down next to his son, "Keith-"

Keith swallowed the last of the scrambled eggs and stood up, grabbing the jacket at the end of the island, "I'm out."

Tex inhaled a breath of annoyance, "You're not going anywhere with that bike."

"I'll walk," with that Keith shut the door and made his way down the steps carefully as he walked around Altea.

Keith walked around the town with his hands in his pockets, his head in a completely different world. A world where he is happy. A world where he has his mom back. A world where she wasn't missing.

He went back in time when he was ten - the day of her departure. She wore her uniform and a big smile on her face. He gagged as she leaned in to kiss his father goodbye. She laughed when she heard her son's protests and knelt down to reach his height, "Hey, champ. Mommy's going to go away for a while. I don't know when I'm going to be coming back."

Keith wiped a tear away and his mom cupped his cheeks, "Don't worry, you'll have Dad to keep you company. And since I'm going to be gone for a long time, I have a present for you."

Keith gasped as his mom took out a black, grey, and purple blade from her pocket. He looked up into her grey eyes and she chuckled at the awe sparkling in his violet eyes, "This is a Luxite blade: an extremely strong and powerful blade. My dad gave it to me when I turned fifteen."

Keith took the blade in his hands and passed his small hands over the purple highlights, "Is it mine?"

His mom laughed as she took the blade from his chubby hands, "Yes, but for now, your dad will hold onto it until you're fifteen."

The black-haired soldier handed her husband the blade and looked back at her teary-eyed son, "Oh, champ. Don't worry, I'll be back soon enough. But for now..."

She opened her arms and Keith threw himself on his mom, sniffling as he dug his head into her shoulder, ignoring the harsh material of her uniform. Keith fingered the sewed last name, KOGANE, as he sniffled, "I'm gonna miss you."

Krolia lets a single teardrop as she sobbed, "I'm gonna miss you too, champ. I'll be back, promise."

Keith was in a dream-like state for a long while before he heard an angelic voice accompanied by a guitar interrupt his thoughts. He stopped in his tracks and searched for the voice, finding the voice at his right. He turned and found himself in front of Altea's Baptist Church.

He groaned, remembering a couple memories (most of which was of Pastor Holt reprimanding him for playing in church) from his childhood. However, the angelic voice was too enticing to ignore and Keith walked in.

He stood in shock as he saw Katie Holt, the pastor's daughter, standing in the middle of the altar. Beside her on a stool was her older brother, Matthew "Matt" Holt, strumming away on a guitar as she sung her heart out. 

The two didn’t seem to notice Keith watching them as they continued their practice. Keith watched as his childhood acquaintance sang her heart out in a way he never thought possible. It was only when Keith stepped on a squeaky plank that the two siblings paused.

Keith immediately bolted ... well, as much as he can with a sprained ankle. Keith bumped into a row of seats in his rush and caught himself before he cursed. He was in the house of the Lord after all.

Behind him, he heard a faint, “Wait!” before he heard footsteps thundering towards him. He groaned when Katie finally caught up to him, concern etched in her features, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” he responded, “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Katie pointed down at Keith’s foot, “Well, you aren’t exactly in tip-top shape.”

Keith cocked an eyebrow before brushing past her and repeating, “I’m fine.”

Katie crossed her arms, “Then why’d you come here?”

Keith paused, “Excuse me?”

“No one just enters a church by accident, Keith. Especially someone who’s been avoiding it for years,” Katie sassed, “Why’d you come?”

Keith stood and thought out his answer before responding, “I don’t need to answer to you.”

With that, he turned around and left the pastor's daughter speechless.

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