The green hair watched over his Pokemon sommelier as the boy cooked. He liked to supervise this process.
"Good as always," the hair said to himself.
The boy was creating an amazing dish inside a fancy restaurant. A lot of people -usually young girls - would stop and eat and gawk at the young boy. A few of the girls would have beautiful, attractive scrunchies - nice and tight, with vivid colors.
But none of those scrunchys interested the hair.
"Order up," a blue-haired boy told the sommelier.
"Thanks," the green hair said. The blue hair nodded in response.
The green hair watched over the young boy as he cooked. He nodded when the boy put in the perfect amount of spice, but frowned when the boy didn't put in more frosting on the meal. But he never said anything; it was the boy's job to cook, not his.
The boy brought the meal to a young girl at a table close to the kitchen. She girl thanked them and took in a huge bite.
Her strange, blue Pokemon jumped out of its chair and loomed over the food.
"No, Azurill," Misty snapped. "This isn't for a Pokemon."
"Actually, it's made so that even Pokemon can eat it," the boy said. "The ingredients are tasty even to Pokemon!"
The boy's hair wasn't listening to the boy's speech, nor was he listening to the girl's exclaims of amazement.
He was looking at the shy little scrunchy in the girl's hair.
"That scrunchy," the hair said. "Is that you?"
The scrunchy perked up and stared at him.
"It's you!" the scrunchy exclaimed.
Ignoring all social etiquette, the boy's hair jumped for joy and shouted. "I can't believe it's you! I thought I'd never see you again!"
"We're eating here," the scrunchy said. "We were looking at the Water-type Pokemon in this region. We didn't get a good look last time, but tomorrow we're going on a boat tour."
"It's been a month since I last saw you," the hair said. He gave the scrunchy a hug.
"Do you...still want to be with me?"
"Of course! I...I missed you so much!"
"I missed you, too! Being at the Gym isn't the same now that I've been with you."
"And the world isn't as bright without your vividness in my life."
The hair and the scrunchy jumped off their respective person's heads and ran out the door.
"Together forever!" the hair said.
"Let's never be apart again..."
The two had abandoned their former lives to be together. It was raining on that fateful day. The rain mixed in with their tears of joy.
Their story continues.