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Pokémon Neko's Bingo drabbles

Nekodatta

Pokémon Trainer
Pronouns
She/Her
Partners
  1. koraidon-apex
  2. miraidon-ultimate
  3. skitty
Hello!
These are my three entries for the drabble bingo, which was a lot of fun. As a little exercise, I managed to make all three exactly 100 words!

« Do you really think Mr. Snacksworth met so many legendaries?»
« Nah, I'm sure they are just stories.»
« His snacks are really good though!»
He liked to help in the cafeteria, and talk to them about his travels.
Those that believed him would ask if they could meet those legendaries too, and what they needed to do.
He would say: go back to the Terrarium. Observe Pokémon. Study together, then come back here.
He never told them there was no special ingredient in those snacks he gave them as a reward.
The only ingredient needed was their heart.


Gather the coins, the voice in their mind would say. Gather the shiny glittering metal, protect it with your whole being, and it will protect you.
And so they did.
They didn't know why. But the urge drove them to do it.
They hid inside old chests, good places to gather coins. In old ruins and watchtowers, they slowly amassed their treasures. They fought against the greedy Murkrows and humans that would steal their coins.
They didn't need them! They just liked how they shined!
The pile slowly grew. And so did they. Coins to protect them, good as gold.


A roaring waterfall, a bamboo forest, the dazzling lights of a city, Glaseado's highest peak, and so many more.
They had seen those images many times, but only through pictures, and memories of a long gone person. They kept replaying those memories, somehow hoping to find a way to just see them better. They wanted to hear, and smell, and touch those sights.
The lab had long been silent, its only occupant having no reason to make any noise.
Until now.
Steps echoed. Human steps.
« ... deactivating sleep mode.»
The machine twitched, and rose up to greet the human.
 

Blackjack Gabbiani

Merely a collector
Pronouns
Them
Partners
  1. shaymin
  2. dusknoir
Aaaaaaaaaahhhh yes an AI fic thank you!
 
2025 Bingo Drabbles New

Nekodatta

Pokémon Trainer
Pronouns
She/Her
Partners
  1. koraidon-apex
  2. miraidon-ultimate
  3. skitty
Here we go with another three 100 words drabbles, all Arven themed! I hope to do all the remaining prompts too, but I'm posting these first three here before the anniversary ends and I forget lol

« Korai, Collision Course!»
The great beast leapt in the air at Juliana's command, spreading its wings wide and soaring over the enemy Dondozo before crashing down on it with a resounding roar. When the dust cleared, the enemy Pokémon lay defeated.
Juliana cheered, then ran forward to pet Koraidon before getting her prize money from the other trainer.
Arven shivered and looked away.
He forgave the Pokémon, but could not help it.
When he saw Koraidon use that move, the roar, the violence of the impact, made him only think one thing:
"Was this the last thing Mom saw?"

Arven knew the Violet Book very well.
Not as a child that loved it as their favourite book, reading the pages over and over until they knew what every line said.
No, he knew it as the book that Dad always had in hand. The one Dad always kept near his computer as he worked in the lighthouse.
He had never actually read it, until desperation brought him to crack it open, looking for whatever his Dad saw inside that fascinated him to the point of devoting his life to it.
He kinda understood it then. It gave him hope.

Watching Florian assemble the monstrosities he called sandwiches horrified Arven.

« Why three entire blocks of tofu? »

« It attracts Normal type Pokémon »

What? He had never even heard of that.

« How?»

« I don't know, probably the smell. » Florian replied, putting more cucumber and pickles on top. It was always cucumber and pickles.

At least he didn't stuff noodles in there like last time.
But the last ingredient made Arven gape in horrified amazement.

« Wait ... Is that Herba Mystica? »

He had risked his life for a couple of leaves of the things!

« Does it even taste good? »

Florian did not answer.
 
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