Another Lillie short. I started off uncertain of which direction it would take, but I think I'm satisfied with how it turned out. Lillie's speech/POV pattern is very polite, and I had fun writing it.
Starts with Lillie writing in her journal.
* This short contains story spoilers. Rating is K. Family-Friendship-General theme.
Enjoy! :)
~IG
(PS:I'd love it if you'd review, so I know what I could improve upon.)
Lillie
Everyone has those who they care about. It may be friends, family, or just someone important to them.
For Hau, it is his starter, Kanalei, a brionne, who he had helped raise from an Egg, his Grandfather, the Kahuna of Mele'mele Island, and Tsuki, the one who had become his best friend. I didn't know him for long before I realized he was always smiling.
For Tsuki, it is her mother, who had brought them back to this region from Kanto, Kurogin, a torracat, who can understand both Japanese and English, and Hau, the boy who befriended her when she first came to the region. Her smile is serene, never changing (however, Hau seems to think it does. I cannot see any difference).
Sometimes, I hear a little voice in the back of my mind: what about those you care about?
I care about Tsuki and Hau, my friends, who helped me settle on Mele'mele Island with smiles, and who gave me many wonderful memories.
I care about Professors Kukui and Burnet, who took me in when I had nowhere else to go and sheltered me from Team Skull and the Foundation.
I care about Nebby very much, but she (Tsuki and Hau both believe Nebby is female, even though Professor Kukui is uncertain) is a troublemaker, almost like a little child. SHE WILL NOT STAY IN MY BAG (Ms. Wickie, please forgive my excessive use of capitalization) and causes me much grief. Nevertheless, everything I am doing is so that she'll be able to get home, to where she belongs. She doesn't really answer questions I ask (other pokémon I have met tend to nod or shake their heads, but Nebby doesn't), so I wonder where she came from before (I'm not going to dwell on such thoughts, they will only sadden me) or what her family is like.
My family? Well...that is...slightly complicated.
Father, I...he disappeared when I was eight, so...I wonder what happened to him. I miss him. I love him, but now...I don't even know if he is alive.
Brother left when I was ten. One day, I woke up, and he was gone. Only Ms. Wickie knew he was leaving, and that hurt me, that he didn't tell me (or Mother) and left me alone on the island. Once I went off on my own, I heard that he was drifting between islands, but when I tried to to arrange a meeting, I wasn't able to (Team Skull is always lurking about). I miss him, but it is similar to Father's case: I do not know what has happened to him, how much he might have changed. I'm scared. It has been two years; what if he doesn't remember what I look like?
And Mother...I...
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I love Mother very much, but what she was doing on Aether Island is harmful to many pokémon, Nebby especially. I'm scared, because she's going to hurt many people, herself most of all, but I hate the experiments, the secrets, everything that started when Father vanished.
If Father was still here, would she have gone down this path? I cannot smile when I know what she has done, and how many pokémon have suffered.
Ah, I am getting distracted. I have been tending to ramble a bit more as of recently.
Hau and Tsuki are so bright and pure. I don't want them to interacting with Team Skull or the Foundation, but their journeys lead them into constant contact with both. Team Skull's danger is obvious, but I cannot, will not, tell them about the Foundation; they probably wouldn't believe me. Only three people have believed me. The others I have told laugh and think I am making it up as a story. If Hau and Tsuki did believe me and knew, it would change how they interaction with the Foundation, which would lead to suspicion and them being in danger. I do not want that.
Tsuki and Hau both smile because they're happy and enjoying their journeys.
I smile, because I remember happier
"Lillie?" I snapped the journal closed, eyes shooting upwards up to see Leo standing in front of me.
"Ah-s-sorry, Leo. Were you standing there for a long time?" The dark-skinned boy shrugged, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other holding his hoverboard under his arm.
"Sorta. Yah weren't respondin'." I blushed, glancing down at my hands.
"I'm very sorry." He stared down at me, and I had a sinking feeling in my gut.
"Well, don't get pen-sive on me. That's not 'write' to do."
"..." He chuckled at what he had dubbed my 'ditto feebas' expression.
"Anyway, I found a place where we can get some food." I silently rose to my feet, placing my journal in my bag, receiving a curious cry from Nebby.
"Hush, you can come out later." Leo chuckled, pulling my hat's brim over my eyes. "Leo!" I cried, but he laughed and moved away, exactly like how Brother used to.
I felt my lips turn upward, ever so slightly.
