Nekodatta
Pokémon Trainer
- Pronouns
- She/Her
- Partners
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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?"
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.
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.
« 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.