Those of you reading Purple Haired Craze: no I have not forgotten you. I've had this drabble in my notebooks for a few years (so I wrote this when I was fourteen probably). I have barely altered it, except for my spelling mistakes grammar issues, so yeah... Quite fluffy, supposed to be funny, but yeah, not sure how well I achieved that.

I would say this occurred sometime around Death Bringer, probably, but really it could have happened anytime.

Pairings- Ummm, Valduggery, but only if you're really looking for it

DISCLAIMER-

Lexi- You've finally started posting the stuff in your many notebooks! Will you post Valith?

Irene- Maybe. Probably. Very likely yes... This is going to be a random dump of random drabbles, of varying lengths, of varying pairings. You may PM/Review suggestions. Actually, please do, I love you guys. The characters will never be my own, nor the world. They all belong to le Golden God. ON WITH THE... drabbles?

Valkyrie Cain swore very loudly as the man she was duelling threw her back into the wall. She only just managed to break her fall slightly by manipulating the air to give herself a cushioned landing.

Despite the fact that her head was ringing and her shoulders aching, she launched herself back at the man, anticipating the steps her would take to attack her again, incorporating them instinctively into her next strike. As he stepped to the side, lifting his leg, prepared to kick her side, she moved swiftly from her run into a smooth block, fending off the initial kick whilst easily grabbing her attacker's ankle, dragging him off his feet.

She took the time he spent winded on the floor to her advantage, dropping down to punch him neatly across the jaw. He was out like a light.

Turning to face Skulduggery, who had been watching her critically from the sides of the training hall in the Sanctuary, she grinned widely. Two healers, who had been assigned in case someone got hurt, dashed into the main training circle to tend to the unconscious man, a Sanctuary Trainer.

"How did I do?" Valkyrie asked the skeleton, walking towards him steadily, slightly out of breath, but feeling good.

"Not bad," he stated, handing her a bottle of water, which she took gratefully. "You beat your last best time."

She gave him a smirk from behind the rim of the bottle. "Awesome! What's my new time?"

Skulduggery looked down at his phone. "Fifty-six seconds. You would have done it in less if you had been on your toes right from the beginning, admittedly some colourful language on your behalf, but even so-"

"Wait a second," Val interrupted as the news finally hit her. "Are you saying I got a better time than you? The Great Skeleton Dectetive?"

Skulduggery looked a bit sheepish. "Um-"

"Oh my God! I have! Your best time is fifty-eight!"

"I was hoping you might not have noticed that," he muttered.

"I got a better time than Skul-man!"

"Please don't call me that. And don't rub it in. It's not professional."

"Screw that! I have every right to rub it in your face!"

So, yeah, I will be posting more... Hopefully soon :)- Irene Phthalo

Oohhh... Extra note! I am going to be changing my pseudonym at some point, because Irene isn't really me. Any suggestions from you guys will be welcomed. Names that have something to do with being warrior-like, or tomboyish that are also pretty will be perfect!