Everyone was looking for you, unbeknownst you were tiny, and had well, wings. Except one person, Lance. You had been tryna stay hidden, but not for long, as fate would say.

Lance watched you from behind, waiting a good second before snatching you up by the wings, making you squeak.

"Keith, what the quiznak is this?? Why are you so smol. And why do you have wings?"

he was tryna figure out if you were also either food or not. He stared at you, sticking his tongue out in concentration