Okay, I'll admit it. I am a terrible updater. I am very much stumped with this story. Nothing is coming. So, until I can write the main story line, you get to read a bunch of mini stories about Lyra's life. This one is about Lyra moving to New Bark Town when she's five.
"Lyra, get back from the edge!" came my mother's worried cries. I glanced over my shoulder and ever so politely stuck out my tongue. "You are going to be in so much trouble! I'm getting your father!"
At the moment I was leaning over the railing, peering at the strange patch of land that was my new home. Mommy and Daddy said we were moving so I could feel better. This confused me, because I didn't feel bad until after we had left Viridian City. We had to leave all my Pokémon friends behind in the forest. Grown-ups were weird.
'" Lyra, didn't your mother tell you to back away from the railing." came Daddy's voice. I yelped, startled. My dad had surprised me, causing me to land on my behind.
"Daddy, don't scare me like that" I grumbled as he picked me up, putting me on his thin shoulders. I sunk my head against brown hair that looked just like mine. Why did I look more like Daddy, but nothing like Mommy?
"Well, if you'd have listened to your mother and come back, I wouldn't have startled you. If you're dumb, you're-" he started.
" – gonna suffer." I finished, rolling my eyes. Whenever I disobeyed and was then angry I was sent to my room or withheld dinner, that's what Daddy said. He said it was his mantra, whatever that was.
"Lyra, tell me. What do you think will be there?" he asked me. That was weird. That was Johto, right? Maybe this was a trick question that Daddy asked sometimes. I squinted, looking closer at the landscape. We were nearing closer and closer to what looked like a town. Daddy said we were landing in New Bark Town, our new home.
"There'll be a … um port and some buildings and a bunch of people who'll be really mean." I responded smugly. I felt triumphant, confident in my correct answer,
"Wrong. There are plenty of people, true, but they're all people who will help you grow." he said playfully, looking up at me. This irritated me. How could I be wrong again?
"I don't need people to help me grow! I drink milk." I sputtered, crossing my arms." Besides, I won't be able to make any people friends. They'll be afraid of me, just like last time." came my melancholic afterthought.
"You already have plenty of friends, Lyra. You just haven't met them yet." he said. He set me down, and he pointed out some stuff in the landscape. I nodded along, but I wasn't really listening. When I started coughing, Daddy took me back inside our cab and I took my nap.
You see, I had just realized that my Daddy was really smart in some sort of way that I would later aspire to be. I don't think he realized what a profound effect he had upon my soul that those words made that day. He was right. I did have friends all over the place; people I had never imagined could ever exist. I would just take me many years and hardships to remember that.
To all the males reading this story, I'll give you a free piece of advice. All girls want somebody who's just like their Dad or Dad figure. Did, I just reveal my gender? Yes, I am a girl.
Just to be clear, I am NOT going on hiatus, just ... postponing it? The 'If you're dumb, you've got to suffer" quote comes from my band teacher. (Go flute players!) Virtual hugs to LittleofaTsundere, Indianaviv, KawaiiJoltic, and BlueStripedPolo!
"A friend is someone who walks in when everyone else is walking out." Walter Winchell. Does anybody have any tips on loneliness?
Please review. if you want to. Make it better and have a lovely day people!