NightmareNightmare by Quiet--Silence
Scribble, scribble, scribble.
It had been forever since I had heard that sound. It was a good thing that I hadn’t. But now he was starting to scribble again. Did he begin to have those nightmares again? I hoped not. I thought he had forgotten all about it. I guess not. Maybe he was just drawing…? No, there were just scribbling sounds. He was just coloring. There was no drawing.
I decided it’d be best to sit out with him, and watch him draw. There it was, that terrifying mask, the red and black scribbles, that icicle that looked far more like a knife. It looked like a child’s drawing, though the artist was actually a 19 year old. Nonetheless, it was still scary, and knowing that the drawing was as a result of trauma made it worse. I patted the older boy’s back. “Did you have the nightmares again?” I asked. He nodded, shakily. I picked up the drawing. “Did you want to talk about it?” Again, he nodded. “…to me?” He
...psst. I use 'xe', 'xyr' and 'xem' pronouns, if that's not a problem... ;v;
SoulSilver: The First BadgeAfter saying good-bye to her mother Lyra set out down Route 29.SoulSilver: The First Badge by poptartruby
“If we hurry we ought to be able to make it to Cherrygrove before dark!” Lyra said to Ember.
Lyra looked around, “Did you hear that?”
“Quil” Ember chirped charging into a bush.
Ember emerged smugly, dragging a Sentret by its tail.
“Ember!” Lyra gasped, “Put her down!” The Cydaquil dropped the poor Pokemon immediately.
“Oh, are you all right?” Lyra asked kneeling down beside the frightened scout pokemon. “I’m sorry if he hurt you.” She apologized picking her up. Upon closer examination Lyra realized the Sentret had been injured before they had found her. “Is that why you were hiding in that bush?”
“Tret.” The pokemon nodded weakly.
“Don’t worry, I can take care of that!” Lyra smiled digging into her bag and pulling out a potion. After spraying it on he
Soulsilver: Trouble's Brewing“Hello…Lyra?”Soulsilver: Trouble's Brewing by poptartruby
“Hello Professor.” Lyra smiled at the pokegear as she sat in the pokecenter waiting for her pokemon. “How are yo-“
“We need you to take care of the egg Mr. Pokemon gave me.”
“What? Why? Is it-“
“We think we have reason t be interested in what hatches, and i couldn't think of anyone better to take care of it.” he explained. “My assisant will be waiting for you at the Violet City Pokemart.”
“All right, thanks Profess-“
Lyra sighed, as much as she appreciated all that all that Professor Elm had done for her, he could be rather…taxing.
Lyra jumped up at the call of her pokemon and saw the two of them bounding towards her.
“Hey guys,” she smiled, kneeling down to scoop them up in a hug. “Come on, we’re going to go pick up that egg from Mr. Pokemon at the Pokecenter.”
“Why? Well I guess he
Soulsilver: ExtraWhat’s in Lyra’s backpack:Soulsilver: Extra by poptartruby
-Personal Hygiene stuff (toothbrush, toothpaste, face soap, chapstick ect…)
- Swim Suit (Two piece, red halter top and white frilly swim skirt) ((Never know when you’re gonna go swimming))
- Hello Skitty Nightgown ((They’re her luck PJs))
-Stuffed Bunery (Named Hoppy) ((Also Lucky ))
-Summer Dress (Red with white polka dots and a big white bow around the waist)
-Black bike shorts (To wear under the dress) (( You know incase you need to climb a tree or something... in a dress…It makes sense ok!))
-Pride and Prejudice ((It’s her favorite book. The misunderstood Darcy begins hating Elizabeth, but falls in love with her over time, SO romantic ))
-Professor Elm’s specially made pokeFood (for her pokemon, duh)
-Cereal, Water bottles, Fruit (Apples usually, but sometimes oranges or bananas) ((Most pokecenters are only about a day’s walk apart, so she travels light on food))