So 12 days in, and 13% done. Eek!

i was actually surprised when i was writing up 241-250 and Yellow popped up

i was like

why is yellow here

well

yolo

251. detriment: injury or damage

Green had trouble comprehending the tight knit community of Kanto and Johto. Somehow, everybody he met was connected to him. Or maybe everyone was connected to Leaf, and then subsequently tied to him. Like Joey to Gold to Silver to Leaf to Green. Or Yellow to Leaf to Green. Was it possible for coincidences like that to even happen?

Yellow sighed and twirled dreamily. "You know Leaf? I met her when I was just about to move out of Viridian, and way back then she was just looking for the gym leader, well, more like Rocket leader Giovanni. It was probably love at first sight, but the more innocent kind..." More giggles. "We meet up every once in a while when she drops in to Kanto." Green's eyebrows rose even higher up into his bangs. This girl was from Viridian? What in the world, these kind of coincidences are supposed to be impossible! What the heck!

Yellow seemed quite protective, and Green briefly wondered how hard she would sock him if he told her than Leaf was currently living his house. Yeah, their relationship was so platonic but close it was just waiting to be misunderstood. That'd be a definitely detrimental, and maybe even fatal move, depending on how obsessed Yellow was.

252. succulent: full of juice; highly enjoyable

"Yeah, I know Leaf, she's a childhood friend."

Now it was Yellow's turn to gasp. "Oh my Arceus, that's impossible! That's amazing! Then, do you know where she is right now?"

Green was narrowly saved from a highly awkward truth by shrugging and turning to face his succulent noodles. Yellow smiled resignedly. "Text me or something if you know where she is. Alright? She never replies directly and talks in riddles all the time... ok, have fun eating, bye!" She walked over to cheerily greet the next customer.

253. immaterial: not significant or relevant

Angsty worries were probably completely immaterial in his relationship with Red. They'd known each other for 12 years; well, 10 years counting the first 2 years of his disappearance. Their relationship had been bad in the prepubescent days, but it'd fixed itself up somehow when Green's ego got a nice kick in the butt and Red went up the mountain to run away from people and train.

254. pale: to decrease in relative importance

Though Red's achievements, numerically at least, paled against Green's, his rescinded title of champion and now hermit like behavior was far more interesting for the news. While Green was off digging up rocks and publishing in science magazines, Red sat in the snow staring at the sky. Green was lauded politely, but he'd gotten more than enough put downs of people claiming his grandfather to be the one appreciated. Red was the stuff of legends; somehow everybody knew, but did not know him: Everybody had heard of the famous Green and Red, who'd beaten the elite four consecutively in what, 30 minutes? But while Green's face was fairly well recognized in the scientific and older trainer community, everybody knew about Red, but had no clue what his face even looked like.

255. humane: kind; compassionate

Green thought it strange that Red was able to be so blunt yet compassionate. When Raticate had passed away, Green was tempted to hurt himself or jump off the side of Pokemon Tower to get a feeling of what it was like to transition from safety to fear for one's life. He'd worked Raticate too hard, inhumanely so, and he stared out the window thinking of how monstrous a trainer he was to work a Raticate, a harmless raticate to death.

256. incorrigible: unable to be corrected or reformed

He was tempted to blame Red, but then again Red probably didn't even know what'd happened. After beating him on the S.S. Anne, Red had just stared at him, took the battle money, and left. Green had never been so frustrated. After laying the pokemon to rest in the tower, he had visited fairly often, thinking whether his training style was truly incorrigible or salvageable.

Red had come up one day, while Green was sitting in front of the gravestone, watching the curls of incense smoke rise. Red looked at him, and then wordlessly placed a neatly arranged bouquet of ruffled white carnations colored with tiny forget-me-nots. Remembrance and remembering forever, or something along those lines; Green was ok at remembering flowers and meanings after browsing for long times for them.

257. patrimony: inherited property, especially from a father or other male ancestor

Excellence was his patrimony, so he pushed himself out of deep thoughts and into preparation for the battle with Erika. Charizard was the obvious choice - then for second choice, probably Aerodactyl since he could use a couple air slashes if the fire dragon got affected by some sleep powder. He looked at his watch - 8:55. He took out his wallet and neatly stacked some bills along with a good tip, then stood and waved bye to Yellow.

258. enumerate: to count off or list

Green enumerated the status problems he knew Erika typically employed: sleepiness, paralysis, or poison. If he was lucky, Erika would try to clear up the drifting clouds to make an almighty sunny day - and further boost Charizard's firepower.

259. mannerism: a distinctive behavioral trait; an idiosyncrasy

The first time Green had stepped into Erika's gym and battled her, he'd been pissed at her sleepy mannerism; he'd mistaken her drowsiness for arrogance and aloofness. Erika was quite the friendly person when awake, and quite a powerful battler. But like Brock, her type choice made her vulnerable to fire types and flying types, both types trainers usually had. People often caught cute growlithes and ponytas, or pidgeys and heck even caterpies had an ok chance with Erika if their pokemon had enough experience.

260. reserved: self-restrained and withdrawn in speech and manner

As usual, Erika greeted him smoothly and reservedly, if not a little lethargically. He took out his petition and she nodded knowingly without even hearing his explanation. She sent out her Jumpluff, which danced excitedly, littering the air with pollen and powder and pores. Green's throat itched. If Charizard had any problem, it'd be his fault for not commanding and sneezing his face off...