Sprocketsdance

Writing Troubles It hadn’t been long before Cassidy let out a growl at the paper she hunched over. There weren’t many words written and a lot of them had already been aggressively scratched out. Litwick hovered over her, his light only seeming to illuminate her mistakes and indecisions even though she knew he kept close to offer support. She wasn’t on any kind of deadline or even needed to show anyone what she was doing. But she wanted to. She wanted to create something nice and glorious and simple and sweet. Just the right novel to help someone feel fuzzy and warm on a rainy night. It’s why she liked to write romance - to her it felt like a cozy blanket wrapped around you while wishes came true. Much like weaving a fairy tale but the feelings it could evoke were real. Real enough to be appreciated. The five oddish where gathered around her feet, snoozing away. Eevee and Zigzagoon were curled together in Glaceon’s bed in the corner while Glaceon was curled up with Dratini on the

It had been many months. Cassidy looked around her small apartment. There still weren’t many furnishings but to her that just made more room for the friends she was making. Friends in all shapes and sizes. Her first was a Litwick, the one to accompany her on her journey as a trainer! She had no intentions of doing battles as others train for, but instead wanted simple companionship. That, and she thought having Pokemon would help her have adventures which would help her with her writing. Inspirational muses, perhaps! And the Litwick was her first, guiding light, who showed her just how okay it was to be curious. It was still too soon to tell if her hopes for adventures would turn out the way she wanted, but her crew was growing quickly. The second one was a Zigzagoon. Very energetic, very loyal, and one to always shower her with affection on her worst days. He would even try to give her beans he found which were only meant for Pokemon. He was sweet and she would do anything for