wow i look back at ch.1 and its like much awkward sauce? and still awkward?
like it started off drabbly and then i was like wtf no way can i do 2000 separate plots so then they all merged in a jumble
AAARGH i hate side characters omg ok not really but remember Ada and Ivan? ok well in my head i say Ava and Idan, and bulbapedia says Elan and Ida and so somewhere in the memory bank i just BSed their names totally argghasdfakslj u know what i think ill just avoid mentioning them for a while T-T
391. lair: the dwelling of a wild animal
The lab was supposed to be the lair of the genius Oaks, intimidating and awe inspiring to all strangers. But Green felt like an animal cornered in its own home; in the absence of the Oaks, Gold was running the place, running his mouth, and literally running around too. All the pokemon seemed fine, a little bewildered by the weirdo, but happy and healthy enough.
And as to strategy making, Green didn't have much to go off of. With a guy like Gold, there was just something wrong with using Red's pokemon to battle; so he'd have to plan for his own team. He didn't even know all of Gold's pokemon - but a little research could fix that up.
392. qualify: to modify, limit, or restrict, as by giving exceptions
True enough, Gold's team qualified for champion material. But Tyranitar could probably down Gold's Togekiss with stone edge and a thunderpunch, and an earthquake for Typhlosion, and probably Sudowoodo too. If that wasn't enough, then Gyarados could finish up the job... Well, planning could come later. After Red's birthday. He was lucky that Gold bought his bluff on the petition - technically it wasn't done yet, but Espeon and Aerodactyl would be able to take care of Koga. Close enough.
393. determinate: having exact limits; final; firm in purpose
Green looked at the round clock hanging above the window in the little kitchen. He really had no reason to be in Pallet any longer; well, he could wait for Leaf to talk things over with Yellow and then leave together for Viridian, but Leaf hadn't given him a determinate period of time as to how long they'd talk. Green just wanted to go home and hibernate for a day to rest up before going up to Indigo Plateau to offer a challenge to Koga, hand the petition to Lance, and then keep on going west to Mt. Silver. The more deep sleep he could fit in, the better. He didn't sleep too well when travelling; a touch of paranoia made him susceptible to flashing wide awake when there was pounding in the hotel hallways.
394. anecdote: a brief story, often humorous
Green glanced over at the window; Gold was seated on top of Venusaur, right by Blastoise, and the two seemed to be engaging in some kind of deep conversation. Well, more like Gold was blabbing about something, and Blastoise was nodding along. Green patted Umbreon before retrieving her pokeball from his soaked backpack and recalling her. She sleepily cooed before flashing in red light and disappearing.
When he walked out to recall Red's pokemon and Aerodactyl, he found Gold in the middle of recounting some blasphemous anecdote of him embarrassing the very pretty DJ Mary on live. "So she asked me the same dumb thing everybody asks, like how am I so cool, so I tried to spice it up and told her, 'When you start training you go slow and steady, but soon you gotta start pounding trainers hard and fast and eventually if you put enough sweat into it you'll get to the climax of the battling world and make it big,' and then the poor girl just blew up with sexual innuendo overload! You'd think a pretty girl like that would've had plenty experience in that, but this girl, believe me, she's probably a vir- oh hi Green."
395. paramount: supreme; ranking higher than others in power or importance
Growing up around Leaf had immunized Green to suggestive words, because anything Red said in his quiet, low voice would usually be paramount to loud dirty words and implications. But Blastoise, apparently inexperienced with obscene teenagers, covered his face with his claws. Venusaur, who had been listening passively up to then, raised a vine and flicked Gold on the forehead.
396. voluntary: willing; unforced
Gold threw up his hands. "Man, I swear I didn't force 'em to listen to me! It was totally voluntary! I mean I was bored, and they were there, so tada! Right guys?" Aerodactyl gave him a look. Gold winced. "Green, why're they so innocent? Like literally when Togetaro hatched, he was already up to gambling in the high life."
Green rubbed his forehead. "Um, some people have morals? And Red's not exactly the playboy type, and I don't think he's watched like normal television this entire half-decade."
397. refuge: a shelter or sanctuary
Green then motioned to recall Blastoise, who was happy to find any refuge and escape his embarrassment. On a second thought, he recalled Venusaur too, and Gold plopped to the ground with a fairly loud thump as the pokemon flashed into light and disappeared. Green snickered, and Gold rubbed his bum ruefully.
"Seriously man? Was that necessary?"
Green grinned smugly. "Absolutely."
398. balmy: soothing, mild, pleasant
Charizard was making rounds around Pallet, enjoying the balmy ocean breeze. He passed over the ranch, and squinted to see the brown haired idiot talking to the new black haired idiot. The brown haired, ok, Green, was recalling the team, so Charizard nose dived and rapidly spread his large wings at the last moment to stop a full on collision. The Green looked at him, unimpressed, but the black haired looked at him with raised eyebrows and clapped. Charizard smirked. He could get along with this kid. The dragon bopped foreheads with the boy, who looked incredibly pleased.
399. counter-intuitive (vocab card says it's one word, but Chrome's spell check begs to differ): contrary to intuition or common sense
Green recalled Charizard and gaped at Gold. "Holy crap dude, you just befriended Charizard in like two seconds? What the hell? It's been like seven years and he's let me fly on his back, like once?!"
"Aha, ya gotta think counter-intuitively. They're proud and normally solitary bubs, and so you'd think it'd be enough to give 'em space and roasted tauros, but no you gotta initiate the bond. They think you're being weak if you're avoiding conflict, so man up and have an argument some time. It's how bros bond."
400. replicate: to copy, reproduce, or repeat
Green couldn't even imagine replicating that head bopping with Charizard. That would require being in the Charizard's bubble and risking another smack in the ribs. His chest still hurt from the tremendous whack Charizard had given him the day before. He'd friggin been lifted airborne by the smack, right in the celiac (solar) plexus, and the huge bruise developing there was probably not very good mark of friendship.
Green waved to Pidgeotto, who had seen Charizard land and was flying in to be recalled. Green shook his head. "We're flying home now." Pidgeotto chattered happily and rubbed Green's spiky hair with his right remex. Green smiled and patted the long brown flight feather.
"Well, maybe when I'm eighty and ready to kick the bucket, I'll try pissing Charizard off. But now, I'd rather not be whacked into oblivion. See ya later man, have fun chasing Janine. I'll be back in the gym by next Tuesday latest anyway, so chill."