A foreboding aura hung in the air. They were heading far away from the settlement where Grovyle had been attacked—they had to put some space between them and where they'd drawn so much attention to themselves.
Hero hated forests. She actually preferred mountains. This particular forest—well, it wasn't as bad as Treeshroud Forest, but it wasn't a meadow of Butterfree either. However, Grovyle had insisted that they go this way. Not only would it carry them further from where they had been spotted, but they'd heard tell of strange happenings in the hills beyond. Possibly Time Gear related?
"Grovyle," she whispered. "This is eerie." She fidgeted, glancing all around at the trees' shadowy eaves.
"Well, yes, that is a common effect of living in a paralyzed—"
She hit him. "You know what I mean; now I have a bad feeling about this place, so can we pick up the pace?"
"Wheh-heh-heh!"
"Snap!" hissed Grovyle [actually, he said something much worse].
"Run or fight?" Hero shouted.
He grabbed her arm and towed her behind him. "Run!"
(Alternative title: ...In Which the Heroes Discover They Have Perhaps the Worst Luck in the World. It wouldn't fit.
Some of these are really quite easy to write. I wonder sometimes if I only make such short chapters because I am lazy, or if I trulybelieve that it improves the flow of scene to scene. Ha ha. ^^; But I promise that whenever I release a ridiculously short chapter, I'll release two at one time.
Many thanks, of course, to my beta—Shinzoku.)