#is shiny

Commission for @threeeyedfreak

I just had this random compulsion to draw Szayelaporro so... I did

@sunstoneyearned

It was late, it always was when Willow traveled. The trainer had been parading around the streets with their entire team out. Dancing around with the Pokémon they loved more than life itself as they made their way to the dingy motel they'd been staying at. But once Willow had turned a corner, they crashed into someone. Spilling the half-way full iced coffee they'd been drinking all over the poor man, and themself.

Hurriedly, Willow pulled a rag and some water from their bag,"I can clean that up, s-sorry," they apologized again," I didn't think anyone would be out this late." Their brows furrowed with worry as they reached out to clean the man's shirt.

The seemingly friendly attitude that replaced anger did nothing to quell Willow's nervousness, they'd seen it before on their father far too many times. In these situations friendly was rarely a good sign. Outright anger would've been far safer.