#pls don't ruin her in the redesign

[sage-nebula]

Because honestly, Lea being such a hot mess (design-wise), is what allowed me to start off my Gen V novelization like this:

Sixteen-year-old Cheren Alabaster stood in the doorway of what he was pretty sure was the messiest room in Unova, if not the entire world.

It looked like the bedroom of a frat boy, or perhaps a tornado based pokèmon. To start with, there were clothes everywhere. The largest pile was in the corner, overflowing from a wicker hamper that was sitting by the window, spilling down onto the hardwood floor. Mismatched socks hung from random surfaces: the top of the lamp, down from the ceiling fan blades, from the edge of a mini orange basketball hoop stationed above a small wire trash can by the desk. The desk itself---pressed up against the wall between the bed and the wicker hamper---was covered in random papers (from old, half-completed homework assignments to poorly marked essays), and a laptop bearing a Steel Samurai/Jammin' Ninja wallpaper was sitting dead center the abandoned homework zone. The low-rise bed wasn't made, its covers halfway pooled onto the floor, and a myriad of soda cans dotted the room: sitting on the bedside table, on what space there was on the desk, and on the television stand set up along the right wall. Said television stand had various game consoles plugged into it, and there was a bookshelf beside that, lined with an extensive collection of comic books (the only organized things in the room) and collectible figures. The back wall, meanwhile, sported a dresser, which housed a large stereo and several half-open drawers with clothes spilling out, and mounted on the wall next to the dresser was a full length mirror with a spider crack in it, random stickers plastered all over the glass. Any wall space that wasn't covered by furniture, meanwhile, was covered by posters, either for various bands (Dragonite Force, Iced Ground, Rhapsody of Fire Types, et cetera), or various video games and superhero movies (Assassin's Deed: Sisterhood, The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask, Zubatman: The Dark Knight). The room vaguely smelled of nacho cheese, and after a moment, Cheren spotted why: A plate of nachos was sitting on top of the dresser, balancing precariously on the edge.

And amongst the chaos, chewing gum and tying her long, dark brown hair into a high ponytail to tug through her baseball cap, was the owner of the supposed bedroom (more like disaster area): Whitlea “Lea” Fiona Fair.

“Oh, hey, Cheren!” Lea said, grinning brightly. Cheren raised one hand in greeting, and was about to verbalize said greeting, when she spoke again. “You're early!” 

Cheren frowned. “I'm actually a couple minutes late, which means that you should have had enough time to clean this place up.” He adjusted his glasses, his eyes sweeping the room. “Please tell me all of those soda cans are empty, and that those nachos are from today. Honestly, Lea, I don't see how your room isn't overrun with bug pokèmon.” 

Lea rolled her eyes. “Oh, c'mon, it's not that bad. Most of the soda cans are empty, I think, and the nachos are from today. Don't be so prickly.” 

Cheren rolled his eyes in turn, and stepped around the fallen clothes to try and make his way over to the bed. For a moment, it appeared as though he was going to sit, but seemed to think better of it after a moment and refrained.

“I'd rather be prickly than incorrigible.”

“I don't even know what that means,” Lea said, folding her arms across her chest as she stared at him, “but I'm going to take it to mean that you're a jerk.”

“That's fine by me.”

And I wouldn’t have her any other way.

[sage-nebula]

I can’t wait for the Gen V remakes, but at the same time I hope that when they redesign Lea (Touko), they don’t fuck up her design.