Do I include too many Sinnoh references? Aaah I can't help it Gen IV was my first
And light gray poffins are "overripe", they're the second best you can get and they raise all stats... i think they're supposed to be silver colored (the best poffins are golden) but they look kinda gross
51. renovate: to make new
Green walked back and forth in the cave. Even after five years of use, Red had kept the place immaculately clean, and everything seemed to be exactly the same as how he had set it up when Green had first visited three years back. The fire pit was placed at the backside of the cave, where it was safe from the occasional wind passing through. Red had a stack of blankets and coats he'd accumulated from Green and his mom consistently bringing up more, worrying for his health. The "bed" was close to the fire, but far enough to avoid any stray sparks. Beside it were neatly arranged piles of books, some worn from use and others that'd never been opened more than one or twice. Laundry hung from a cord that was fixed to the walls by ice picks, hammered into the wall. It also served as a kind of curtain in front of Red's "nest," a shielding it from the prying eyes of the occasional challenger.
"Do you ever thinking of renovating? Heck, that little fake Christmas tree I brought in December hasn't moved an inch from where I put it, what now, half a year ago?" He pointed accusingly at the tiny plastic thing, a foot tall with little notes from him, Professor Oak, Daisy, Leaf, Red's mom, Yellow, and even random people like Brock, Misty, Blaine, and Lance. The neat white papers were tied with colorful ribbons onto the branches of the little tree (more like a shrub).
Red looked up at him, then at the tree, then smiled and shook his head. Green was momentarily blinded by the fact Red, the impassive human-type pokemon was smiling. Green felt his cheeks beginning to redden, and then coughed and forced the giddiness down.
52. embed: to fix in a surrounding mass
Green, unable to stand blushing so many times in one day, fled to the pokemon to help work on the Blastoise. One of its cannons had fallen off, and Eevee and Pikachu were working frantically to get it back in place again. Blastoise (the real one) had gotten bored of standing, and had started to spray water on the completed portions to see if he could get ice to solidify the statue. Charizard and Arcanine had been banished from working on the statue after nearly disemboweling it twice, and they sulked with Venusaur (Blastoise had ended up washing off most of the leaves on the snow statue's back). Green looked at the mess of snow and leaves, laughed, and pitched in with his own fair share of entropy. Picking up one of the leaves in the ground, he rolled it up into a cylinder and embedded it as an eye.
53. winsome: charming, especially in a childlike or innocent way
Lunch was a chaotic affair, with Green trying to go into Red's berry storage to try to make poffins. He'd read the recipe off some magazine covering world famous chefs. Most of the people on the magazine were old veterans, but there were two kids on it; a boy wearing a hat that really looked like white hair (was his name Ruby?) and another boy whose half-lidded eyes reminded him awfully of Red. He'd looked quickly at the recipe and had remembered a good portion of it (well, ok, maybe not that much).
Green dug out some bags of flour and sugar and what not and got to work stirring the batter vigorously over the fire. The pokemon watched in awe as Green stirred in counterclockwise and clockwise directions at random intervals as if signaled by some mysterious voice in the batter. When he finished, the batter had turned into an unappetizing light gray. Even Eevee, who generally accepted Green's creations with a winsome smile, seemed non-plussed; the rest looked unsure whether to try it.
54. irascible: easily angered; quick-tempered
Green grimaced with the stares directed at him. Are we supposed to eat this?
He cut into the side, and a tantalizing aroma of Pecha, Sitrus, and Custap wafted out. Some pokemon looked as if they were second-guessing their initial distaste, but none stepped forward. Green picked up the little piece and swallowed it. It actually was pretty good, and he smacked his lips. Still no response.
"Wow, that was so delicious. I think I might just eat it all." Green spoke in his best "impressed" voice and fake smile as he carefully cut the large poffin into smaller portions. Even with the rich smell, the ashy gray color seemed a big deterrent. ...Did Red have food coloring?
Red stepped forward and took one of the smaller slices and swallowed it in one bite and nodded in approval. His pokemon watched his every move, as if they expected him to keel over and collapse any second. As Red reached for another piece, there was a collective gasp, and all the pokemon rushed forward to seize a piece. Green, who had been trying to suppress his irascible nature sighed with relief.
55. morass: an area of swampy ground; something that hinders
After lunch, Green retired to a corner of the cave with fairly good lighting from the fire. Red and the pokemon began to settle down, weighed down and sleepy from lunch. As they began to settle around the fire huddled on various blankets Red laid out, Green opened his laptop (Professor Oak had essentially bulletproofed the thing for his fifteenth birthday) and began tackling the emails he had downloaded. Lance had agreed to letting Green accept only trainers with the other seven Kanto badges, but on the condition that Green write to all the other leaders. Which essentially led Green to trying to write seven essay-emails trying to essentially justify why he was the strongest trainer and therefore allowed to turn away weak trainers and send them back to Pewter or Cerulean. Which was extremely awkward, because he was trying to establish himself as a good person, but then also trying to say that he was better than the others. After a preliminary notice to the others, he'd been attacked with a morass of unhappy questions demanding why Green could lord it over the others. Ugh.
56. commandeer: to seize or take, especially by police or military force
Green shut his laptop after a particularly hostile video response Surge had sent. The man, obviously too frustrated to try writing out his opposition, ranted at the camera, but Green couldn't help but snicker a little when he threatened to have his Raichu "Dunderboat" his pokemon into toast. However, he did take notice when Surge promised to commandeer the Pallet Town harbors, which would effectively stop the actually worthy trainers from Cinnabar from getting to Viridian. Green punched the laptop cover in frustration (and then nursed his poor fist).
57. subside: to settle down
As the others began to awaken, Green opened his laptop again, trying to look occupied. However, his frustration did not go unnoticed. Red picked up his blanket and shuffled over to Green, plopping down beside him and looking at Green's monitor.
"Afternoon, sleepyhead. Just dealing with some gym business."
Red looked at him inquisitively.
"Lance offered me ownership of Giovanni's old gym a long time ago, and I just formally entered office a couple weeks ago. I got a ton of newbies from Pewter, so I asked Lance if I could have a rule that trainers had to get the other seven badges before battling me. He ok'ed it, but the rest of the leaders are kinda pissed that I'm allowed to do that. Ok, really pissed. Hey, watch this, Surge really hasn't changed." Green replayed the video, and Red raised an eyebrow at the lieutenants threat to close off Pallet.
After the video stopped with a none too gentle threat, Green felt increasingly irritated. He was about to go into a nice long rant about how he'd already beaten all of them before and was obviously stronger, when Red opened his mouth to speak.
"Battle them again."
Green felt the words catch in his throat. He wasn't really one for settling everything with pokemon battles, but that was a pretty good idea. Less paperwork, and more direct. He felt his anger subside as he realized the practicality of Red's solution.
58. culinary: relating to the kitchen or cookery
Green related the news to his team, and they all seemed fairly dismayed to hear his announcement. They'd been battling a ton in the recent weeks, whether it be training with Arabella and Bonita and the rest or simply crushing trainers. None of them really seemed eager to go travelling around the region again. On the other end of the spectrum, Red's pokemon looked a little put out, as they hadn't really seen anything other than mountain for a long time.
Dinner was subdued, although none protested Green's culinary skills as he dished out noodles into Red's surprisingly abundant kitchenware. Green furrowed his eyebrows. His team wasn't really excited to go travelling again, and although battling might solve his problems, he really didn't want to force them to succumb to his wishes.
59. commodity: something useful that can be used for financial advantage; a product or service that is indistinguishable from the same thing from competing sellers
Suddenly free of a load of essays, Green polished his pokeballs as his pokemon dusted themselves off, preparing to be recalled into their pokeballs. With a few minutes of thorough rubbing he could soon see his reflection in their red sheen. Despite having purchased them from store across Kanto, they all looked absolutely identical (even though each storekeeper seemed to think his or her products the best in the country), being commodities.
60. palatable: pleasant or acceptable to the taste
When Green prepared to recall his pokemon for the trip home, Red stayed his hand and took out his own pokeballs from underneath his pillow. Red recalled his pokemon one by one (probably for the first time in ages), and then held them out to Green. Green, his jaw on the floor, stared as Red plopped them in his lap, and took away his pokeballs. Green stared at Red's pokeballs; Blastoise, Charizard, Venusaur, Espeon, and Aerodactyl. Pikachu stayed firmly planted on Red's cap. Eevee, seeing the exchange, ran over to Green and jumped on his head.
Green opened his mouth to protest, but then realized that this would be the best for both their pokemon. He blinked twice, swallowed his unspoken words, and nodded in understanding. Tyrannitar, who had been quietly sitting at the darkest part of the cave (meditating with the rocks?) for most of the day, walked over to Red and Green, and hugged both. Machamp, Exeggutor, Arcanine and Pidgeot joined in the hug.
Green departed with Red's pokemon and Eevee. He promised to be back in two weeks, to fly safely, and to bring back more food on his next visit. As he left, he mused whether or not Pidgeot would find Red's food palatable. Could Red cook nice stuff too?