7. Boredom—and Prince Charming

Lyra Soul was seriously hating her job as Champion of Johto right about now.

"And so," Lance stood among the Elite Four inside of Indigo Plateu's meeting room. "It is with these facts in mind that I suggest we make all children under the age of ten be required to take at least a basics class in Violet City's—or Viridian City's—Pokemon Trainer's School."

Will and Karen both clapped as the Dragon Master concluded his presentation on beginning Pokémon Trainer's safety and the connection between education and Pokemon welfare in the hands of their trainers. In short, it was another grand idea to make Pokémon Trainers more prepared upon their journeys.

And it also was a good seven wasted hours of Lyra's lifetime she'll never earn back.

Bruno let out a nod of agreement and grunted his praise of Lance's exceptionally long speech. Lance took all praise with a smile and bowed again and again as Koga sat there with narrowed eyes. With a great sigh, Koga rolled his eyes and tilted his head towards the young Champion. "Incoming message."

Just then, a small buzz was heard in the room.

The room gave the ninja a long stare before Karen decided to check her phone. The aqua-haired woman just laughed as she found her Pokégear message-less.

"It's not me this time, everyone." She then looked towards the brunette in the white gown. "Perhaps it was Will and his friend Sabrina talking once again."

The masked man looked at his long-time friend with a look of horror. "I swear it's not me! I didn't even bring my Pokégear today!"

Koga leaned towards the obviously unamused Champion as Lance and Bruno started to complain about the 'new technology the young people are cursed with'.

"You might want to answer him, Lyra."

Lyra lifted her chin out of her hand and frowned at the solemn ninja. "What do you mean—?"

She flinched as her phone buzzed against her hip.

The young Champion looked around and found to her relief that the others were too busy bickering over trivial matters such as whether or not Pokégears were a blessing or a curse to the populace. The girl gave the navy-haired man a nod of thanks before ducking under the table with her hidden technology.

What are you doing, Marshmallow-Head?

Lyra blinked with surprise as the unlisted contact called her by the nickname only one person would ever use. Heck, she didn't even know he had a Pokégear! She found herself smiling as she typed a quick reply. Currently dying of boredom in another meeting. You?

She had to wait only seconds for his answer.

Flying on Crobat. You might want to act as if you have no idea what's going on in the next five seconds.

Baffled, she pulled her head out from under the metal table. What in the world was he hinting at—?

Before the thought could even finish, a loud crash echoed through the Indigo Plateau. Lance tried to hold his footing as Karen let a out a scream and flung herself into Will's arms. Bruno just glared at the shaking walls while Koga smirked knowingly in Lyra's direction.

"It sounded as if it came from the third floor." Koga offered his suspicions as Will closed his eyes and channelled his Psychic powers. Before long, the man opened his eyes and nodded.

"Indeed, it seems that there's a powerful Psychic presence on that floor, seemingly with aggressive intent."

Lance leapt to his feet and pointed majestically to the door. "We all have prepared for any attacks from the notorious Mewtwo, and today might just be the day he comes to wreak havoc on the world once again." The others jumped to their feet as Lance raced for the exit. "We must defend our home!"

A great huzzah rose up from the other members of the Elite Four as Lyra just looked at them in confusion. They couldn't possibly be serious, could they? They then ran out the door—Lance getting some great cape action as he did so—while Koga seemed to lag behind the group.

"You cover the bathrooms." He gave the young Champion a wink and then scurried to the yelling group ahead of them.

Confused and frankly a bit disturbed by this scene, Lyra Soul followed Koga's advice and headed to the third floor's bathrooms.

White tiles and bathroom stalls fit for royalty awaited her, but not a piece of porcelain was out of place. The brunette frowned and turned to leave when a sudden blast knocked a hole in the far wall. Lyra let out a scream and covered her head and neck as white tile showered down around the room.

The young Champion shot a defiant look to the hole to find a silhouette with four wings hovering just outside the gap. She reached to her belt to summon assistance when the figure promptly landed inside of the girl's bathroom.

"Who are you?!" The Champion jumped to her feet with her Glaceon in hand, ready to freeze the Pokémon—or criminal—in his tracks.

A great clearing of the throat came from the dark form before it let out a deep, menacing chuckle.

"I'm Crobatman!"

Lyra felt her eye twitch in confusion before the figure took a few steps closer.

Standing before her was a familiar redhead with a Crobat on his back, making his trainer seem far more sinister than he ever could achieve on his own. His jacket was covered with white dust from the wreaked walls and a vibrant shade of pink decorated his cheeks. Her face lit up as she recognized the boy.

"Silver!" Lyra returned her Glaceon to his holding place and dove for his arms with a smile, making him let out an amused chuckle and embrace her. A few laughs were exchanged before Lyra pulled herself out of his grasp and brushed a bit of tile dust of his face. Silver felt his cheeks warm before he took a quick glance down to Lyra's fancy attire.

"What is this," He looked back up as Lyra pulled the skirt aside as to brush of the dust. "A new form of torture the Dragon-Beast has come up with?"

"Might as well be." Hazel eyes rolled in annoyance as her rival let out a huff of disapproval. "I've been here for hours. I'm starving, bored, itchy and frankly wishing I could take on Lugia rather than go through another speech from the caped crusader."

"Well then," Silver took a bow as Crobat fluttered into view and did the same earning a chuckle from the brunette. "I'm pleased to announce to you that your knight in shining armor has arrived and is here to literally sweep you off your feet and whisk you away from your tower of suffering, m'lady."

Lyra burst out laughing as the redhead rose to his full height and grinned with his own suppressed laughter. She then wrapped her arms around his neck and grinned as Crobat whistled at them in teasing.

"Well then, by all means kind sir, please save me from the terrible dragon and take me to freedom!"

She pulled away just in time to see her rescuer giving her a sheepish grin and Crobat racing into position. He then looked away, cleared his throat and smiled once again.

"Then let us fly away, my darling!"

And with that, the duo jumped out the window and let the loyal steed fly them to a place as far away as possible. Lyra laughed as Silver held her up by just her arms, the girl smiling with a devious grin as she located the group she had ditched and kicked one of her ballet flats down to the ground below. A few seconds later gifted them with a scream of shock and angry yelling from the red-haired 'dragon' below them.

Koga simply smiled as he watched the duo fly off towards the island of Cinawood. He looked back just in time to see a smug Alakazam teleport away with a flick of his spoons. With a chuckle of amusement, he turned to go back inside of the League and assess the damage caused by the recent 'prison break'.

"And that's twenty-seven Silver and two Lance. Looks like the little sneak is getting better at this by the day."

Author's Note: In HeartGoldHeadcanon! Silver and Lyra commonly mess around as seen in the bathroom scene here. Why? They're still children, people. Despite the fact that Lyra was thrown into becoming Ho-Oh's chosen one and Champion of Johto, she prefers to goof off when she's away from the pressure. Silver just so happens to be lucky enough to witness her fun side more than most. (Not to mention it's obviously rubbed off on him a bit.)

Question, should I just outright claim this as a crack-drabble? Because honestly, this series is on verge of crack. "orz