271. cudgel: a heavy, usually short stick or club

Sometime in Green's awe, Espeon and Eevee had started playing with a broken piece of railing. They'd bent the sharp edge into a loop and fashioned it into a sort of cudgel, and now gleefully and quietly approached Green's sleepy figure. Green was lying face down on the very dirty concrete and being very boring, so they just wanted a little attention.

272. depict: to represent; to portray

Green's face was the perfect depiction of mock horror and betrayal. Eevee and Espeon had "lightly" swung the metal pole and whacked his bottom, and then started snickering. Upon hearing Green's shout, Charizard poked a head out from under his wing and snorted, while Venusaur and Blastoise and Aerodactyl laughed along. Green immediately stood up threateningly, but meekly retreated when Eevee smiled evilly alongside Espeon, both ready to launch shadow balls. While he wasn't too concerned about Eevee, who was not so much a battling pokemon as a companion (he'd come to a kind of understanding that she had never quite felt the urge to evolve), he was really worried about Espeon's shadow ball, whose special attack was just, you know, over three times that of Eevee's.

273. slander: a false, oral statement that damages a person's reputation

Espeon was all for slandering Green as a cowardly ass when he stepped back, but Eevee was too busy laughing her furry head off to care. She dissipated her shadow ball and jumped into Green's arms, cuddling with him and tickling him. Espeon, who was expecting a slightly more exciting confrontation, sighed and put out his own shadow ball and brushed against Green's legs. Green sat back down, wincing when his bottom made contact with the concrete and scratched both behind the ears in resignation.

274. arid: dry and barren; not interesting

As the sun got progressively higher in the sky, the air become more arid and the sunlight more intense, and Green decided to escape the roof which was now under full blast from the sunlight. He recalled all the pokemon except for Espeon and Eevee (Eevee had taken quite the liking to Espeon) and then chose to walk down the stairs instead of taking the elevator.

Green wondered if Eevee ever felt inferior to her relatives; her battle stats were certainly in no comparison to her evolutions'. Well, normal Pikachu's stats were even worse than hers, but Red had turned pikachus into a prized species with his abnormal success with them. If Eevee evolved, Green presumed she'd be an espeon, as she really liked Red's espeon; but maybe she wanted to be an umbreon, as she always seemed more willing to battle in the evenings. But then again, that could just be her being eager to wipe up any losers at the end of the day, or the fact that Green rarely battled in evenings or late afternoons anyway.

275. heterogeneous: not similar; very different; mixed together

Green browsed through his own and other research documents on his phone as he waited for somebody to take his order. The Kalosian restaurant had a nice ambiance, but was fairly crowded, and Green had been shuffled away in a back corner of the restaurant where the tables were small and designed for one or two.

Eevee, with their heterogeneous DNA, had been a favorite and classic study for many scientists. Even those from the same litter had fairly diverse DNA, and scientists had tried to analyze how Eevee were born naturally inclined to a specific Eeveelution, which explained the sometimes violent responses when forced to evolve into an undesired Eeveelution. They'd even experimented with hybridizing Vaporeon and Glaceon, but their offspring simply were Eevee with more inclination towards water and ice.

276. defray: provide for the payment of

A brunette came to take his order, and Green went for the classic Kalosian Onion Soup and Mille-feuille. She then handed him a special drinks menu, apparently a Monday special, and he perused it briefly. He already had set his mind on being moderately healthy, and had planned to just order water when he saw a pokemon he didn't quite recognize on the back page of the menu, posing as if for an advertisement. It looked kind of like an Espeon but way, way more dressed up with rabbit like ears and bows and ribbons.

"Excuse me, do you know what pokemon this?" inquired Green.

"Aha, that's Professor Sycamore's recent discovery, Sylveon! It was one of his side projects on fairy types - it's the fairy type Eeveelution. My mom runs this place and she was close friends with the professor before we moved here, so she wanted to show off a little." The brunette giggled.

"Can I talk to your mom? I did researching on Eeveelutions before and it'd be great if I could talk to her in person." Green offered his most winning smile.

"Sure, but don't even think about using her good favors to defray the payment! If I check and see that she declared food on the house because you seduced her or something, I'm going to find you and make you pay double!" Green sighed. What was it with girls and violence?

277. formidable: inspiring fear or dread

The slim brunette's mom turned out to be a formidably hefty woman who patted his back with enough force to make him cough. She proudly related that Sycamore often had come to her bakery in Kalos to relate his findings and discoveries.

"That was when I was young and pretty, before I met my husband and had my darling. Sycamore was a sweetie pie, but he wasn't the type to sit down and get married if there were mega evolutions to study. My husband owns restaurants around the world, and my daughter and I try to move in between them for work so we can keep in touch, since he's always travelling. I worry that I'm easily forgotten, but Kanto really is a nice place."

278. patrician: a person of refined manners or background; a member of the aristocracy

Green felt a pang of envy as the elderly woman related her story. Her love had lasted strong, and her child was happy despite their turbulent travels. Unlike his own parents, who had split the second things got tough.

"My husband was actually born a patrician, but ran away from home and went to some obscure university in Kalos to study culinary arts and marketing, and here I am today." She laughed a deep booming laugh. "Boy, you're probably no older than twenty but you look as if you've ran out of life to live. Kids like you shouldn't be worrying about research and sciences, go have some fun and try arts or humanities, it'll do you a wonder of good."

279. fume: to be in a state of anger

The woman didn't really have much to say about Sylveon, but Green had heard enough; he'd have to check if his grandpa had anything extra. When she stood up and wiped her hands on her apron, she called out, "I spent my valuable break time to give you some good advice, so make sure you think carefully and enjoy your youth a little more!"

Green's food arrived a couple minutes later, and his mouth watered at the rich smell of soup. He quietly placed some pokefood under the table, to distract Eevee and Espeon as he ate. When the mille-feuille arrived, he ate half, and offered the other to Eevee and Espeon. Eevee fumed a little as if saying, "Only half?" but Espeon dug right in, and Eevee squeaked a little in indignation and joined Espeon.

280. procrastinate: to delay; to put off

Green looked through his crumpled itinerary yet again as he waited for the bill. He'd almost memorized the schedule after seeing it so many times, but took it out to look at it anyway. He was to spend the night in Celadon and then walk or fly to Saffron and spend two nights there, fly to Fuchsia and spend two nights there and then make the long flight to Pallet, stopping by Blaine on the way. After visiting in Pallet, he'd continue on the short flight to Viridian and then be home Saturday night, ready to go up the Mt. Silver the next day. It seemed a little hurried, especially the last day, but he wasn't really procrastinating signature getting. And he'd just have to leave early on Saturday morning to make it home to Viridian in good time.