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It had been a month since her and Lance had started dating. It had been nice, watching movies, building mini bots to show him, and she got to look at his tattoo profile. Pidge checked her phone as she leaned on the counter. New message from Lance, smirking she opened it. He wasn’t working today and she got off at 2 they had an afternoon of stupidity planned. Lunch, arcade, hobby shop for her bots, then dinner and adding the new parts to the drone she was helping him build. It wasn’t terrible… Except he insisted on cool parts and not functional ones.
How about we get lunch then hit the hobby shop first?
Pidge laughed replying.
Fine, but you’re waiting to add the parts til after dinner.
Boo!
Her smile fell as the door to the shop swung violently open. Pidge looked up as a woman walked to her. Blonde dreads fell past her shoulders her lips pouted as she glared at her. She was tall… really tall… taller than Hunk.
“Can I help you?” Pidge stood up straight.
“Stay away from my boyfriend…”
“I'm… What?” Pidge cocked her eyebrow.
“Lance McLain… He is mine. I don't know what game he thinks he is playing, but it's done, so stay away!”
The woman pointed a finger to Pidge's face accusingly letting it trail to her name tag before speaking again, with venom.
“Pidge.”
“You… Can call me Katie…”
Pidge looked her over letting her eyes rest on the plastic bag she was holding. Her fist clenched as she noted the name. ‘Senior and Junior hobbies.’ That was one of the best robot part suppliers in the state! They were so expensive though and far! Like an hour drive! Wait focus… Woman in front of you is laying claim on Lance. Pidge snapped her eyes away from the bag and cleared her throat as she meet her gaze.
“I never heard him mention anyone else.” Pidge folded her arms, “And he definitely would have tried to use you as a pick up line when he asked me out.”
“Don’t act like you know him!” The woman slammed her hand on the counter, “And don’t lie! He is obsessed with me! He wouldn’t of asked some petty looking white girl out!”
Pidge squinted her eyes, “You’re not white?”
“I’m Arabic.”
“Cool, either way. You need to leave my store if you are not going to buy anything.”
“I don’t think you are grasping what I am saying…”
“Oh, no, I am, trust me.” Pidge had to remind herself not to oogle the robot parts, “I just don’t care. Leave.”
The woman gave her one final look up and down before walking to the door.
“Last warning, Pidgey… Stay away from my boyfriend…” She glared smacking a potted cactus onto the floor.
Pidge flinched slightly as the pot shattered on the floor. She regretted showing this woman even the slightest of emotions. She slammed the door to the shop open letting the bell come flying off its rope. What was that woman's problem?! Now she had to try to find that bell and save her poor cactus.
Sighing she scooped up the cactus first bringing it to the back putting it in a plastic pot for the time being. She grabbed a broom and walked back to sweep up the rest. Hunk walked in with one arm holding his bag of food and his tea in hand. His other hand holding a small cappuccino for her. As he walked through the door he stopped it with his foot giving it a push.
“What happened to the bell?”
“Some woman came in and threw a fit.” Pidge huffed sweeping the remaining shards in the dust pan.
“She did that too?”
“Yup?”
“I thought we completed all the orders today?!” Hunk hurried to put the stuff down to help her.
“No, we did. This had nothing to do with the store actually.” Pidge groaned picking up the dust pan and following Hunk.
“What happened then?!”
Pidge threw out the broken pot sighing. Should she tell him? Should she just wait for Lance? She didn't even know what her name was…
“Pidge…”
“Oh...uh… She… Maybe- Ok, look, she was like 6 feet tall, long blonde dreads, she was buff, pretty, said she was arabic, said Lance was her boyfriend. She honestly kinda smelt like weed and she… Hunk-”
“SHE WAS IN HERE?! HOLY SHIT!” Hunk grabbed her shoulders, “That woman is CRAZY! She hurt you?!”
“No… She didn't seem al-”
“Oh my god, Lance is going to flip! He had just gotten over her?! Who the hell told her?! Oh my god he is going to flip!! Why was Nyma here?!”
“Nyma?”
“NYMA!”
“Hunk please calm down yo-”
“I am just glad she didn't do anything! I am so glad! I can't believe she was her-”
“Hunk!” Hunk whipped his head to Pidge in silence, “I'm ok… she didn't do anything to me. Okay?”
Hunk nodded his head.
“Ok… I'm going to find the bell… Lance should be here to pick me up soon… So eat…”
“Okay…”
“Cool.”
Pidge sighed as she walked out to find the bell. Nyma was tall and buff, could snap her like a twig if she wanted too. But she didn’t seem dangerous or crazy, maybe rude, and a tad crazy but nothing that wasn’t normal for a bitter break up… At least that’s what Pidge was assuming. Lance had never mentioned her though in all the chats they had. She had to admit that ex's weren't the best thing to bring up at the start of a relationship; So they hadn't really talked about that.
Hunk came to the front as Lance pulled up. Pidge gave a quick wave before taking off her apron. Hunk went to speak before Pidge shot him a look. She didn't need a reminder of the woman. Pidge had decided she'd talk to Lance… But how would she bring it up?
Pidge slid her bag over her head walking to the car. She didn't trust the car… It was so old and loud but Lance loved it. Hunk was always desperate to fix everything. Pidge leaned over as she walked in giving Lance a kiss as she closed the door.
“Hey, Pidge. How was your day?”
“... Intriguing… How about yours?”
“... I kinda want to know more about your day now.”
“I'll tell you at lunch. I'm starving.”
“Ok, where to?”
“3 guys?”
“Sweet.”
Pidge buckled as Lance shifted into gear driving off… How did she ask? It was clear to her he wasn't with someone else… Matt, Shiro and Allura wouldn't let it happen. They would have a least told her he was a polygamist. They knew she wasn't into that stuff… She wasn't against it but it wasn't for her… Still… How do you ask your boyfriend about his ex, without him freaking out?
As the got there Pidge let Lance have the reins of what to order. Giving her a chance to think of how to ask… Do you know a Nyma? No… So a blonde walked in my shop asking about you?... No… What's your ex like? … Maybe… But the way Hunk acted, maybe not…
“Everything ok?” Lance snapped her out of her trance.
How long was she spaced out? She was already sitting down?
“What?”
“What's going on?” Lance cocked his eyebrow.
“... I know it's a weird question… But what happened with your last ex?”
Lance sat quiet looking at her stunned mid-bite.
“Hunk only told me her name if that's what you're worried about…”
Lance sighed taking a bite of his burger dropping it on the plate with a sigh. He looked away from Pidge his eyes focused on the bay window. She shouldn’t have asked…
“You don’t hav-”
“She cheated on me… Well, no she cheated on her boyfriend and made me think I was … Pfft, trying to make sense of it doesn’t make it better.”
“Lance, you don’t have to te-”
“I want to tell you.” Lance fiddled with the fries glancing at Pidge.
His eyes were glazed over Lance seemed to flinched before sniffing back anything that might fall as he leaned back in the chair.
“I liked her alot, but it was only a few months I was with her… I didn’t know her at all really and I put her on this… Pedestal… Cause she was like… A goddess…” Lance quickly looked at Pidge biting his lip, “Not that you’re not attr-”
“You don’t have to defend your taste, Lance.” Pidge smirked sighing in relief.
Him getting flustered was what she was use to seeing… Him talking about Nyma… That was different… Scary even…
“I am sorry.” Pidge half whispered.
“No, don’t be I am … Ok? But not really. I am happy with you and that is all that matters to me right now…. I mean… It was going to come up eventually but... Yeah, I am still kinda… Not messed up but… like… You know?”
“I can at least guess.” Pidge reached across the table grabbing his hand, “Want to go get cookies after this?”
“Oh my crow, yes, please?” Lance’s shoulders slumped as his head rolled back.
The tension from his body melted away as Pidge let the conversation die there. Pidge pursed her lips as he went back to talking about a new show he found… She wouldn’t tell him about Nyma’s visit now… She would eventually but for now he deserved peace of mind… Pidge squeezed his hand smiling as he kept telling her about the show.