[NOTE: This chapter is by Fanfic member Darbie, the reallife inspiration for Darby. So thank you Darby!]
"My turn? Why can't Violet go? I don't really feel like-" Darby whined.
"Violet's still crying." Thomas said. Still bitter about Darby's earlier comment.
"Fine… My Grandma lives in Roostington. I spend most of the time with her. Mum and Dad live in Gaelic City. They own a daycare there. The best around." You could tell she was proud of her parents. But her face turned dark. She wouldn't look anyone in the eye. "They don't approve of me battling. That's why I spend so much time with grandma. She actually battles too." She grinned and the glow came back to her face. She actually giggled "Grass Pokémon are my forte and I have a thing for baby Pokémon. I love them all. My seedot, Seedy, always gets out of her pokeball, so I'm contemplating just letting her roam. But my sunkern, Thoughtless, and my bonsly, Somewhere, are my biggest battlers."
"Thoughtless and Somewhere???" Violet asked sourly. "What kind of names are those?" Darby's eyes flashed.
"Beautiful names! Beautiful names! That's what they are!" I interrupted to prevent an escalation. Darby kept a steady glare at Violet for a moment. Violet looked oblivious and threw a flirtatious grin my way. I shook it off.
"My azurill, Constance, never goes to her pokeball."
"Never?" I asked. "Then where-" Suddenly, Darby's hair twitched and a bright blue pokemon hopped into Darby's lap.
"She rides on my backpack. She's shy." Darby's curly hair deflated and looked much less abnormal. I guess I just thought her hair was unusually frizzy or something. It was still pretty big but it looked much more normal. "My ponyta, Mizzy, was the one who saved your butt back in the woods, Max. But these guys have all gotten me three badges from the Sinnoh league!" She grinned. "But other than that, I just hope we get this over with soon. I need to go see my parents soon. Oh, but as for my pendant-"She pulled back her golden curls and a small black club dangled from her earring. "Well, my Grandfather was a really successful Professor. Professor Clover. He actually studied legendary Pokémon like Giratina. But, he became very sick and one day I was reading to him when he called his jinx to him, whispered to her and sent her away. The next day, he died. During his funeral, the jinx, Sweetheart came up to me. Sweeheart was definitely NOT a sweetheart. She was highly annoying." Darby's eye's flashed to Violet. "But I lived with her. Anyway, she grabbed my hand and pressed the charm into my palm. She stared at me seriously for a moment then left. It was from my grandfather, I know it…"
"Think you can manage to get a sentence out? Or are you still too shaken up?" I asked Violet, Darby snickered.
"I do not appreciate the way you are treating me, I am very sensitive. But if it is my turn I must do as I must." She inhaled deeply, closed her eyes and suddenly was as bubbly as ever. "My story is very intricate, so stay with me! I will do my best to make sure you can follow." She seemed as though she was preparing to give a written speech or a drama presentation. This was going to be great.