yeah this one is short b/c recently my chapters have been about 1.7 - 1.8k words and i really need to up the speed
81. gamut: an entire range or series
Red woke up earlier than usual to the sound of Green's pokemon shuffling around the cave. Most of them were bewildered by Pikachu's hate of pokeballs; they rarely, if ever, slept outside the warm comfort of their own pokeballs. Red did not recall them for the night, and the mixed opinions ran the gamut of "Green's mean" and "Red's a snowman." In the night, temperatures fell drastically below what they had experienced in their daytime stays, and they huddled together around the fire, with Arcanine occasionally blasting the fire to revive dying embers.
82. draconian: extremely harsh and severe
After a quick breakfast of singed pokefood, Red led Pidgeot out for training. The rest of Green's pokemon stayed in the cave, and Machamp, ever the overachiever, began leading exercises. Pikachu climbed onto his perch on Red's cap and accompanied Pidgeot, who proceeded to walk awkwardly behind Red.
Upon reaching a large field clear of trees, Red clicked his tongue, and Pikachu jumped off his hat. Red snapped and pointed to the sky and then the a bush at the center of the field, and Pikachu charged and sent a thunderbolt to fry the plant. Pidgeot looked bewildered, but watched as Pikachu repeated his attack several more times. He began to notice for the first time that a tiny flare of static would appear above the target milliseconds before Pikachu's thunderbolt was released. Pidgeot cooed and pointed with a wing, and Red nodded. Red held out a hand to tell Pikachu to stop. Pidgeot observed curiously as Red signalled to Pikachu. Snap, point to the sky... point to Pidgeot.
Pikachu grinned (quite evilly too) and immediately charged a thunderbolt and aimed at Pidgeot. Pidgeot squawked in surprise and took off in a flurry, barely dodging the attack. Pikachu did not stop there, and took wicked glee in sending thunderbolts his way. Pidgeot did not escape the second hit, but was surprised to see that he did not feel too woozy after the super-effective attack; Pikachu was at least weakening his attacks. Pidgeot mentally thanked Red for controlling Pikachu's violent and draconian urges to fry birds, and looked around carefully to spot the next little spark signalling the direction Pikachu would aim.
By the end of some twenty minutes of dodge-the-thunderbolt, Pidgeot was exhausted, but effectively dodging about four in every five thunderbolts. Red stopped Pikachu and called Pidgeot over. He patted Pidgeot's back and fed him a Sitrus berry. Time for the next exercise.
83. commodious: spacious; roomy
When Red and Pikachu and Pidgeot came back from training at around noon, the rest of Green's pokemon were lounging about very close to or inside the commodious cave. Gyarados was curled up outside on the snow, uncomfortable with reclining on hard rock surfaces. Exeggutor sat at the cave entrance soaking sunshine. Machamp was meditating beside Exeggutor, and Arcanine was napping by the fire. Pidgeot squawked indignantly at his relaxed teammates and huffed before settling by Arcanine near the fire.
84. rank: conspicuously offensive, especially in smell or taste; complete
Arcanine wrinkled his nose at the rank smell of singed feathers. Pidgeot looked uninjured but very tired; Arcanine barked at Pidgeot, who looked just about ready to doze off. What happened? Pidgeot opened one eye and glared. Pikachu happened. The bird then tucked his head under a wing and promptly ignored Arcanine's curious stare. Arcanine wolfed down Pidgeot's share of lunch.
85. engaging: attractive; charming
Arcanine was surprised that humans liked pikachus so much. They called their eyes engaging, their smiles adorable, and thought their cheeks to be natural signs of cuteness. So as he chased the damned mouse in a tortuous game of tag (when Red had some how gestured that Arcanine's training would be tag, the pokemon had scoffed - well know he knew better) up and down Mt. Silver, Arcanine could not help but think humans stupid. Who could find those beady black eyes charming? Pikachu were evil. Arcanine paused to catch his breath as Pikachu leaped onto a small ledge with ease. Unable to pursue the mouse, Arcanine growled and tried to think of another way to follow. Pikachu stopped upon realizing that Arcanine wasn't chasing. The mouse turned, laughed, and stuck its tongue out. Arcanine spat out flames. Oh, it's on.
86. electorate: the total group of qualified voters
Red was trying decide on dinner, and the electorate wasn't very helpful; they nodded at each of the various brands of pokefood he pointed at. Did Green feed them the same stuff everyday or did he just feed them human food all the time? He knew pokemon were fond of a couple human foods, but preferred the normal stuff...
87. habitat: the place where a person or thing is ordinarily found; a particular type of natural environment
Red listened to Green's pokemon speaking over dinner. He'd figured out quite a few words from his own pokemon. As he listened, he came to the rather disappointing conclusion that because Green's pokemon were not especially chatty, they didn't know too much about Green's personal life; if anypokemon knew about Green's relationships, it'd have to be Eevee. They all eventually figured out that Green had been crushing on Red for Arceus knows how long, but didn't know how to help Green. When Red nodded as Machamp sighed over Green's lack of initiative, the rest noticed Red's response and stared wide-eyed.
You understand? Red nodded again. As they continued to stare, Red looked down. Of course he'd pick up a few pokemon words when in a non-human habitat...
88. lackadaisical: showing lack of interest or spirit
After cleaning the day's dishes and taking a quick bath (Arcanine had a hard time figuring out how to heat the bathtub without making the water boil), Red took out one of his unfinished novels and sat by the fire reading. Pikachu came over and sat beside him and pored over the words, before giving up and prodding Red sharply in the thigh. Red sighed and began to read out loud slowly. He was ok with reading out loud, because nobody could complain that he was wrong or stupid; that'd be the writer's fault. Green's pokemon all looked up at hearing his voice and came closer to listen. Red was surprised; he figure that they'd be lackadaisical if anything, but they proved to be fairly attentive listeners. After finishing the chapter, he carefully bookmarked the new page and put the book down.
One of Exeggutor's heads spoke up. I like your voice. The other heads agreed. The rest of Green's pokemon nodded too, and Red felt some heat rising to his face as he whispered a "thank you."
89. girth: the distance around something; circumference
As Red settled into his nest of blankets, he smiled as he heard Green's pokemon bickering quietly about Gyarados's excessive girth and his hogging the fire's warmth. Working with Green's pokemon had been easier than he'd expected, and as he closed his eyes and let sleep come, he hoped Green was having an equally good time with his own pokemon.
90. sycophant: one who seeks favor by flattering people of wealth or influence
That night, Red dreamed, or recalled happy days with Green and Leaf - days when he could make friends without being paranoid of sycophants or stalkers. Becoming champion had been a lot less fulfilling than he'd dreamed it to be; the championship had cost him a valuable friendship, and a lot of creepy people looking for his money or techniques. He'd thought that taking Green a peg down would do Green's ego a world of good, but he wasn't prepared for Green's almost breaking down when Professor Oak came to congratulate Red, and not his own grandson.