[Pokemon Fic] A Small Thing
Oct. 9th, 2011 10:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bay_alexisonEr...yeah, I'll get to posting a non-fic entry eventually. XD
Title:A Small Thing
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bay115
Artist:pointstandard
Fandom: Pokémon
Rating: G
Characters: Hilbert, Joltik
Warning: Spoilers for the Pokemon Black/White games
Word Count: 100
Summary: Hilbert is in Chargestone Cave, only to be greeted by a Pokemon in there.
Author’s Notes: A Pokemon drabble I wrote for the BBS' BW Drabble Meme long ago. Only posting this as I madepointstandard draw art for this piece (which is CUTE *_* ). If anyone wants me to post my other BW drabbles here, I'm fine with that.
Hilbert sighed and slumped on the ground, sharp breaths coming out from him. He was almost out of the Chargestone Cave, battling Team Plasma (including that nutjob, N) and pushing rocks taking its toll. When will those magnetized noises stop?
As the trainer was closing his eyes, there was a squeaking noise.
Jolt.
Huh? Hilbert shrugged; it was probably just his imagination.
Jolt.
This time his heart stopped a beat. He jerked his head—nothing. Hilbert swung his head back, seeing a yellow fuzzy creature looking at him in glee.
“Joltik!”
The immediate reaction from him was to run away.
Title:A Small Thing
Author:
bay115Artist:
pointstandardFandom: Pokémon
Rating: G
Characters: Hilbert, Joltik
Warning: Spoilers for the Pokemon Black/White games
Word Count: 100
Summary: Hilbert is in Chargestone Cave, only to be greeted by a Pokemon in there.
Author’s Notes: A Pokemon drabble I wrote for the BBS' BW Drabble Meme long ago. Only posting this as I made
pointstandard draw art for this piece (which is CUTE *_* ). If anyone wants me to post my other BW drabbles here, I'm fine with that.Hilbert sighed and slumped on the ground, sharp breaths coming out from him. He was almost out of the Chargestone Cave, battling Team Plasma (including that nutjob, N) and pushing rocks taking its toll. When will those magnetized noises stop?
As the trainer was closing his eyes, there was a squeaking noise.
Jolt.
Huh? Hilbert shrugged; it was probably just his imagination.
Jolt.
This time his heart stopped a beat. He jerked his head—nothing. Hilbert swung his head back, seeing a yellow fuzzy creature looking at him in glee.
“Joltik!”
The immediate reaction from him was to run away.
