Ahh! Another drabble! This one on Mistys pov! Yay!
Title: Bike
It was never really about the bike. That fateful day, years ago when that hopeless wanna-be Pokemon Trainer stole my bike. He also stole something else of mine that day, too. I followed him for years on the excuse that he owes me a new bike. When we were forced to say goodbye to each other, I felt as though I was to die that day. Today, that Bike Stealer is traveling through the Kalos region, calling me every time he visits a Pokemon Center. He stole 2 things of mine today, and I stole one of his things. We stole each others hearts.
Im sorry for tooting my own horn, but that was adorable...