PKMN: SoulSilver Drabbles 11091. Rainbow WingPewter City was, above all else, a simplistic city.Nothing was overdone in Pewter. Even the museum was very basic and to the point, pragmatic in both its construction and exhibits. Ethan decided that he liked that about Pewter. Whereas most cities would be bustling with crowds and bursting with activity, Pewter City was quiet and calm, and as he walked through the streets at night, Mari was allowed to run ahead of him without fear of treading on anyone's feet or tripping anyone up. Well, not that she worried about that kind of stuff ordinarily anyway, but he did, and it was nice to not have to worry for once. The streets of Pewter were mostly empty at night, and it was for this reason that Ethan was surprised to hear someone call out to him, perched up on a small ledge above him."Psst. Boy. Come over here.""Me?" Ethan turned to see an old man looking down at him, nodding at Ethan's question. Mari bounced back to Ethan as he walked over, looking up at
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 4036. EspionageMost people would have thought to call the police when a highly dangerous criminal organization decided to hijack an influential radio tower in the region's most populated city. Most people wouldn't have thought to infiltrate the Radio Tower and take the aforementioned criminal organization by storm. But then, Lyra supposed, she wasn't "most people," and besides, she had always loved playing make-believe and dressing up."You're a new recruit?" The Rocket grunt said skeptically, watching her approach. Dean was walking alongside her, as Lyra had figured that a dark-type would better blend, and he bared his fangs at the Rocket grunt."You bet," Lyra said, raising her chin in a subconscious imitation of Will. "I was told to come down here for my uniform since they ran out of them upstairs. You do have one, right?" Before giving the grunt a chance to answer, Lyra continued. "Because if you don't, Executive Ariana said that she'd speak to you personally.
PKMN: SoulSilver Drabbles 10086. Oh"I still feel like you cheated somehow," Lyra complained, sticking her tongue out at Ethan as they walked through Fuchsia City. Ethan grinned."Hey, I won fair and square. It's not my fault you can't ride as fast as I can." Mari chirped her agreement at Ethan's feet, and Pantalaimon pulled a face at her."Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater," Lyra shot back, and Ethan crossed his arms."Say what you want, but you still owe me a vanilla milkshake later. I also want to see a movie.""Fine." Lyra crossed her arms in an imitation of Ethan, raising her chin defiantly. "But I bet that you drink that milkshake too fast and end up with a brain freeze.""Pft. Bet whatever you want, it won't happen.""Will so.""Will not.""Will so.""Will not.""Will--""Ethan!"Ethan and Lyra both turned, watching as an unfamiliar man ran up to the pair of them, waving enthusiastically. Lyra glanced at Ethan, but saw that he looked just as puzzled as she felt, and looked back to see th
++ APH:: Our Heritage --CanUK.Title: Our Heritage, Our LoveRating: G?Fandom(s): Axis Powers Hetalia.Pairing(s)/Character(s): EnglandxCanada.Genre(s): Romance//Hurt/Comfort?Warnings: Uhm. boy... interaction cute-ness? xD;Summary: Oneshot. There is a song someone holds close to their heart for for reasons another quickly finds out...Word Count: 1020 words.Author's Notes: I'm in need of [non-flame] criticism of any sort, so I can see how I did. Seeing as I don't ever write ever. 8D I'll love you forever~ [Because flames are for burning the dead bodies you don't want found.]Inspired by a certain version of O Canada that exists, from the contest they held in creating English lyrics back in the dayyyy. 8D Teehee.Disclaimer: I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia or the characters contained therein. Only Hidekaz Himaruya does, sadly.---He knew England had not noticed the eyes trained on him throughout the entire meeting.A blue violet gaze,
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 3026. Not Really All That IntimidatingWhen Lyra heard that the Gym Leader of Cianwood City was a master of fighting Pokèmon, she'd been expecting someone . . . intimidating. A mysterious master of martial arts who could snap her neck with a simple look, maybe, or at least someone toned and well-built. Not . . . Not the slightly overweight man who spent his time sitting beneath a makeshift waterfall. The water pressure doesn't even look that impressive, she thought. And the lever to turn it off probably wouldn't be so rusty if he ever did.But Lyra voiced none of these thoughts when she finally faced him and his ire at her interruption of his "training," save to say that such training had nothing to do with Pokèmon. It wasn't that Lyra was afraid of Chuck -- Chuck was a Gym Leader, and Gym Leaders fought in Pokèmon battles, not physical ones -- but more that it was getting to be late, and she had to meet Will at the coast at eight o' clock.All
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 1001. Don't Laugh"I have an acquaintance that most people know as Mr. Pokèmon. He keeps raving about all of these discoveries, but--" Professor Elm stopped abruptly, frowning. "Lyra? Is something the matter?""N - No. It's nothing." Lyra put a fist in front of her mouth, trying very hard to reign in her giggles, but it was difficult. "That's a, uh -- a very interesting name." She tried to choke back another laugh, but failed, and Professor Elm sighed, looking faintly irritated."I know it isn't the most original name out there, but he is a good friend, and that isn't the point, anyway. If you could just not laugh and listen . . .""Right, right." Lyra cleared her throat, straightened up, and tried to look serious. "Sorry." Even so, she couldn't help the way her lips twitched at the corners, or the laugh that kept trying to crawl up her throat.--002. Running Shoes"They're brand new! See you around!" The old man thrust the box of shoes into Lyra's hand
Pumped Up Kicks -Hetalia-Alfred awoke that morning, and it seemed like any other. He brushed his brown hair out of his face, and dragged himself out of bed. His house was eerily silent, because as always, he was alone. His dad used to leave before he woke up and came home after he slept (And Sometimes he didn't come home at all). It was the only way to bring home the money, his father used when Alfred complained. So Alfred stopped complaining. Alfred stopped feeling. He got used to being alone.Robert's got a quick hand.He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan.He stared into the mirror, and sleepless hazel eyes looked back at him. He'd only managed 2 hours of sleep today. To say he had a lot on his mind would be an understatement. Of course, by himself, he had a lot of time to think.He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid.Yeah, he found a six shooter gun.His thoughts consumed him, though over time, they had changed from one thing to another. When he
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 9076. The Truth IsHe was . . . awkward, to say the least.Misty looked over at the boy next to her again, frowning as she studied him. In terms of looks, he wasn't too bad. Brown eyes -- ordinary brown, no hints of any other colors, red or otherwise -- and black hair. His hair was neat. When Misty had first met him, it had been a bit windswept, but now it was pressed tightly to his head, as if he'd used an entire tub of hair gel. The thought was slightly repulsive to Misty. How much product did his hair need, anyway?He seemed skittish, too -- that was what made him so awkward. He kept shifting from foot to foot, putting his hands in his pockets before pulling them out, before putting them back in again. He'd barely said two words since they'd arrived at the cape, but the silence wasn't at all comfortable. Misty wanted to roll her eyes. What was she even doing here? The entire "date" was a waste of time.The boy -- what was his name, again? Ben? Jerry? -- cleared his throat, inc