This one gave me some trouble. I ended up throwing out the original version and wrote this one instead. Hope you like!
Drabble 25: Hysteria
"Shauntal, what's wrong?" asked Marshal, noticing that Shauntal seemed to lack her usual cute peppiness.
Shauntal stayed quiet at first, plopping down on one of Marshal's workout benches. "Um, Marshal?"
"Yeah?"
"You know how…well, exciting life's been lately?" Shauntal began. "I mean, with everything with N and Team Plasma and the legendary dragons and all?"
"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you Shauntal," Marshal interjected.
"Oh no, no, it's not that!" Shauntal hastily rectified. "I mean, it's just…"
"Do you want to break up with me, because of how weak I am?"
"Of course not!" Shauntal answered. "I love you! It's not you! I just…I don't know what to write anymore!"
"What do you mean?" asked Marshal.
"I mean, life is so exciting, so surprising and unreal right now that I don't think I can make my stories shocking anymore," whined Shauntal. "I'm outclassed by reality!"
Marshal sat down next to Shauntal, who looked on the borderline of hysteria. "No way, I still love your stories! And I think I speak for all of your fans when I say we'll never get sick of your stuff. No matter what happens in real life, people are always gonna want to escape to something else. That's why stories have never gone out of style, not even during wars."
"…Are you sure?"
"Of course!" Marshal replied, hugging her. "There's no way that real life can be as crazy as you. Though I guess legendary dragons owned by some brats does come pretty close."
Shauntal giggled, letting herself relax and enjoy his warmth. "Yeah, I guess you're right. If nothing else, there's always MissingNo and the Death Trainers, right?"
"Yeah, and I know that's just the tip of all the things inside your head."
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We've all had those days :P. Just have to power through them.