So I decided to some drabbles to try to limit myself. I found that I tended to ramble and overwrite, so I decided to try to reply to these with 100-200 words... and ultimately failed. But whatever, help yourselves! They will all revolve around Crys, Gold, and Silver. The specific pairing will be specified within the title and there will be five prompts per chapter. I think there's about thirty total.

I don't know how I should go about formatting this. I'll just leave it like this for now, and if anyone has suggestions please tell me. I want to make your reading experience as pleasurable as possible. ;n;


Mahna Mahna: Our muses are blowing off steam by doing something silly. (Pokespe, PMS)

"Why the hell are we doing this?"

"Because you're stressed and I'm stressed."

"This is just making me even more stressed."

"You're full of shit."

"…Whatever."

"You think my mom would lie? Yoga is proven to help, anyways. Ahhh, I feel better already!"

Silver watches Gold do some weird position that resembles a swan. He's absolutely not doing that, even if nobody can see them in the privacy of Gold's room.

"C'mon Silv!"

"No."

Gold lets out a puff of air and returns to a more normal position. He gives Silver a look that makes The Exchanger wary. "What are you planning?"

"Nothing~"

Silver shuffles backwards a bit. Gold shuffles closer. "Bullshit."

"Hehehe!" Gold pretends to go after Silver's legs to psych The Exchanger out and it works. Silver leaps backwards but Gold catches him in his arms.

"What the fuck put me down!"

"Just a second."

Gold attempts to maneuver the thrashing body in his arms.

"Stupid yoga isn't going to help-"

CRACK

"Hmm, feel better now?"

"…Nngh. Shut up."

After cracking his back, Silver was far less grumpy the rest of the day. Gold was quite pleased with himself.

Moving Right Along: Our muses are on a road trip (No Pokemon AU, Johto trio)

Gold knows he's going to die. His life is flashing before his eyes right now, from the moment he was shoved by Silver, when he literally ran into Crys in the hallway, to catching Red and Green making out in the bathroom…

"Crys give me the fucking wheel!"

"I can handle it!"

"You obviously can't!"

"Yes I can!"

"Crys, you almost ran us off the road. Give me the wheel."

"That was because there were some leaves on the road. It's clear now!"

Gold cowers in the backseats and marvels at Silver's bravery. He's sitting in the passenger seat as Crys attempts to drive, leaving Gold to wonder how she managed to get her license.

"Crys… just-"

Gold slams into the left car door as Crys makes a very sharp turn. He hears Silver cursing like a sailor until he leans behind his seat to whisper into Gold's ear.

"This is all your fault. I'm going to murder you at the end of this… if Crys doesn't end up killing us first."

Gold only grins sheepishly. A road trip seemed like a good idea, and Crys volunteering to drive did too. Boy was he wrong.

Can You Picture That: Our muses are starting a band together (No Pokemon AU, Johto trio)

Silver's fingers glide along the neck of his red bass guitar. His foot is tapping to the beat of Gold's drums, helping him keep up with the tempo consciously or not. He bobs his head slightly and the strands of his red hair not in his ponytail sway with the movement. There's a bead of sweat on brows, furrowed in concentration-

"Gold! Jesus christ this is the third time you've fucked up the beat today."

"Nobody asked you!"

"Uh. It's kind of important to the whole fucking band for you to maintain the tempo."

"I know I know, okay? Let's just take it from the top, I promise it'll be flawless this time."

Silver doesn't look convinced. Crys doesn't blame him, Gold has been distracted for the past week and hasn't been able to go a single song without going off beat. Silver was completely oblivious, but Crys picked up on it quickly.

Namely, that Gold's distraction was none other than their bass player.

He would sneak glances at Silver and lose focus because of it. Silver probably didn't notice since he gets really into his rhythm, but Crys manages to catch it both singing and playing her guitar. Silver's just the most oblivious person Crys has possibly encountered.

But it was cute. She hopes Gold grows bigger balls and confronts Silver about his feelings one day. If he doesn't, Crys will make sure he does.

Bein' Green: One of our muses is depressed, and the other tries to cheer him up. (continuation of band AU)

"Hey, got a minute?"

"Yeah sure, Crys. Never thought you'd be one to call during class, though. Are you in the bathroom?"

"Stop by my place after school. We're going to have a little talk."

"Er… about what?"

"Lots of things."

"…You're not gonna tell me, are you."

"Nope."

"Heh, alright. I'll be over."

Cry grins and ends the call. She sneaks out of the girls bathroom and back into English class, keeping her composure. That was the first time she had skipped class, so she didn't get any suspicious stares. And normally Crys would be highly against it, but she had to make sure Gold came over.

Gold was depressed. And Crys believes it to be because of his realized crush on Silver.

School flew by and Crys was anxiously waiting for Gold to arrive. She had to shoo away her nosy mother who wouldn't leave her alone until she accepted the chocolate chip cookies she made. Gold lets himself in and greets Crys with a smile that looks strained. "Ooh, cookies!" he helps himself to the pile of pastries. "So what's up?"

Crys takes a deep breath. With most people, she would handle the situation with gentle words and encouragement. But Gold was a stubborn brat and she had learned long ago that it took more than that to get through his thick skull. "You need to tell Silver you like him."

"Wh-what?" Crumbs fly out of Gold's mouth at his astonished reply. Crys grimaces and tries to ignore it.

"I know you like him" she begins. "And your depression started when I found out. I connected the dots."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Gold laughs nervously, looking anywhere but Crys' eyes.

Crys sighs. "Gold, I care about you. Just listen to me for once. Silver's not going to rip your head off, I guarantee it. He has a soft spot for you, just give it a shot."

Gold seems to brighten a bit at her words. "Really?" His honey eyes have a light in them that Crys missed dearly.

"Yes. Now you're going to tell him next practice."

"That's too soon!"

"Would you like me to write a cheesy love song instead?"

"…I'll tell him."

The Magic Store: Our muses are trying to make people laugh. (Pokespe, pms. slightly modified prompt)

"Someone at a bar orders H2O, and another guy says he wants H2O too. Guess what happened to him?"

"…"

"He died! Hahaha."

"…"

"Have you heard of the dyslexic guy who walked into a bra?"

"…"

"It's because he's dyslexic. You know, bra, bar."

"…"

"Silver, are you even there?"

"Yes, I'm here."

"Why aren't you laughing?"

"Your jokes are crap."

"Psh, you just have no sense of humor."

"I do too. I just don't like shitty jokes."

"Hmm, you're right. You just need something more… physical."

"What are you- hah… hahahaha stop that!"

"You're so ticklish, Silv."

"I-I said stop… hehehehe!"

"Nope~"