A Drabble Collection on the Subject of Lucas and Marley.
a/n: I love Vyktoreeshipping. It's adorable. ^^ This is the first drabble of many that involve Marley and Lucas. Yup~!
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Marley sighed in despair, slumping onto a boulder. Her basket was fragile, so she made sure that she hadn't broken in during her seating.
The black-haired girl had been roaming around Victory Road for the longest of time…and still couldn't find the exit! It was getting ridiculous.
Or, maybe it was because she got herself lost and was too proud to admit it.
"It's all right, Shaymin, we'll find someone that isn't directionally challenged." Inside her basket, the gratitude pokémon stared at the gothic-Lolita with beady eyes and chirped. Marley cracked a smile and pet the hedgehog-like animal. "That last boy got us so lost…"
Earlier that morning, Marley had thought she was lucky, due to the fact she found a boy, about her age, which was sprinting down the road. She had yelled and shouted for him to stop, and he did.
Maybe it was better if he had kept running. He was tall, blond, and lanky, with golden eyes.
He was also mighty impatient.
"All right, what's up? I need to get to the Pokémon League!" Marley had sighed and explained her request.
"I'm trying to get out of here and onto route two-hundred twenty-four. Can you take me there?"
He had assumed a thinking look on his face and shrugged. "Sure! What's your name, I'm Barry." He began running west and Marley had chased after him.
"I'm Marley, nice to meet you." She answered, and the chase continued.
Until Barry had suddenly stopped. "Uh…Marley…we're sort of lost."
At that moment, Marley immediately snapped. Her voice turned deadly dark. "…I suggest you go back to Victory Road and towards the Pokémon League." Her head slowly tilted up, towards the other teen, her obsidian eyes angered. "That is, if you want to get there alive."
Barry didn't need to be told twice and had sprinted away, screaming bloody murder.
And now, Marley was stuck on a rock, with her poor, tired, Shaymin.
"Um, are you okay?" Marley, startled jumped up, as her Shaymin squeaked and hid itself in its basket. The newcomer was tall, but not as tall as her last escort. He had a kind face and warm brown eyes, like hot chocolate. His hair was black-brown, tucked under a beret.
"Uh yes, I mean no!" Marley flushed and took quick breaths, to regain her serious composure. "Um, hi."
The boy merely smiled and tilted his head. "Hey. Are you all right? You seemed pretty down."
Marley shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I have a favor to ask."
The boy nodded, giving Marley a grin. "All right, shoot. Oh, and I'm Lucas from Sandgem Town. You?" He stuck his hand out and Marley carefully shook it.
"I'm Marley. I would like to know if you're willing to take me to route two-hundred twenty-four, if it's not a burden to you."
Lucas' grin widened. "Of course! I was on my way there, so you're in luck!" He offered his hand to the black-haired, dress-wearing girl, who politely rejected it.
"I have to carry this basket." She smiled slightly, and opened the flap. Lucas flinched.
"Wow, I've heard of Shaymin, but to see one up close…" His voice faltered and he stood up straight. "It's injured."
Marley nodded. "Yes, and…because of that, I need to take him back to his home."
Lucas closed his eyes for the briefest of seconds. "All right, it's settled then. Let's get to route two-twenty-four, stat!" The two dark-haired teens began running, and Marley felt a trickle of safety.
At least she wouldn't get lose with Lucas; he was a professor's assistant after all.