flea spray stinks ugh
well i have a ton of bites so i guess it's worth it if it stops the bites :0
here's a lighter chapter with Green being seventeen and not a nerd
641. oscillate: to move back and forth regularly
Green put an arm around a quietly sobbing Latias, and Brock led them to the back exit. Green called out Pidgeot, who easily swept them up, and they flew to Viridian.
They soared above Viridian Forest, and Latias eventually fell asleep, still tightly holding onto the stone. The sunlight was warm, the breeze soft, and the bird calls quiet. Pidgeot flew and landed outside his apartment in silence, and Green slipped off of the bird, and carried Latias in. She was really light – no more than ninety pounds – and as he laid her down on the couch, the whole building was silent. It was as if the world was watching with bated breath, watching the legendary in shock, hardly believing that she could be so overwhelmingly sad behind her happy, bubbly smiles.
The only sounds came from the pendulum oscillating in the tiny, antique grandfather clock Green had in the corner of the living room. With each second, another tick. Even with the front door wide open, there was no sound except for the humming of a warm breeze.
642. replete: well-filled; abundantly supplied
Green walked over to the kitchen, and true enough, the window was smashed in, and the bags sat innocently on the tile floor. He carefully swept up glass shards, and reveled in the strange pleasantness of having a wide open window, a kind of freedom.
After carefully picking up shards, he went on stocking the refrigerator with all the new, strange loaves. The way Latias had acted when she was shopping, he'd have never thought her to be thousands of years old. After the fridge was replete, he took out the meat pie (had it really only been two days?) and sliced a piece.
643. synopsis: a short summary that outlines the main points of something
It was only about eleven when he finished eating. He felt as though he'd lived through an entire week in that morning – a wave of exhaustion flooded his body, and he brushed his teeth, showered, and flopped into bed.
When he woke up, the digital alarm clock was flashing 5:00 PM. The shadows were growing long, and Green didn't have much he wanted or needed to do, since he'd had so many lucky streaks in the last couple days. He reached over and dug out a magazine from his backpack, and read through the elaborately arranged table of contents, skimming through the synopses of the articles.
644. surmount: to overcome; to climb to the top of
Most of the information was already old for him; since he was always on top of news in the science community, it was rare that something big popped up in magazines without his having seen it before.
Green shut the magazine and ran a hand through his slightly damp hair. It hadn't dried properly, pressed against his pillow. He surmounted his lethargy and walked into the kitchen to get something to eat.
645. assent: formal agreement; to agree formally
Latias was calmly eating a huge slice of the meat pie – she looked up at him and smiled. He walked over and got himself a plate and a fork and joined in.
"It's good, right?" Green mumbled through a mouthful.
"Mhm!" She heartily hummed her assent.
"Well, I didn't make it."
"Oh."
Green took slight offense, as Latias did not seem at all surprised. What, was his cooking renowned to be bad or something? "Can I ask you for a favor?"
646. discord: conflict or disagreement
"Yes?"
"Uh, do you know someone called Steven? Gray hair? Ok, kind of blue hair, and always wears nice clothing and suits and vests?"
"…mm…Yes! Yes, I know him, what about him?
"Ok, so he's been trying to look for Latios, and I want to tell him that we found him already, ok? So can you come with me to Hoenn?" Green was just excluding the whole discord and cheating with Espeon thing... nothing big. Well, if Latias wanted to know the whole thing, she'd just have to try and take a peek and ta-da, his secret intentions would be revealed.
647. conclusive: serving to settle a matter or put an end to doubt
"Ok! I don't rreally need to go anywherre now, just need time to rrest and share enerrgy!" She winked slyly at Green. "Yes, Steven needs to rrelax a little – he has few close frriends, spends too much time alone. He is smart, you arre too, you two should end the fight and get along."
Green scratched his head. "Mm- well, I'm ok with making amends, I don't know if he is. Well, I'm going out to run with Umbreon and plan a trip to Hoenn then." Evidence that he'd found Latios couldn't get much more conclusive than Latias verifying his claims.
648. endearment: an act of expressing affection; fondness
The sun was not quite at the horizon yet; in fact, it'd probably be at least another two hours before sunset. When Green released Umbreon, she was still a little sluggish, so he ran to Route 1, released Arcanine, and then jogged with the gigantic canine along the familiar route. Rattatas and butterfree looked bewildered as they jogged by, and Green called out to them with sarcastic endearments. He could vaguely remember the days he'd been terrified of entering Route 1 (he and Red would stand tentatively at the border between Pallet Town and the route, staring longingly) – now, it was hard to believe he'd been afraid of the place.
649. impotent: powerless; helpless; ineffective
A couple of indignant pokemon attacked him as he crashed through the tall grass, but upon seeing Arcanine, they cowered and ran away, their scratches and growls impotent. Green crashed on halfway to Pallet before turning back – he was starting to tire, and he'd probably run a good two miles by then.
On the way back, Arcanine goaded and prodded him into running, and Green ended up skipping and screaming like a wild man as he sprinted through the clearings, racing Arcanine (who easily overtook him, and then slowed to keep Green's ego intact). Luckily, the route was empty, as few trainers stayed on Route 1 longer than necessary, so it generally emptied out by late afternoon. By the time they got back into the outskirts of Viridian, his legs were burning, and he was in dire need of another shower.
650. stature: height of a person or animal in an upright position; level of achievement
Green drew himself up to his full stature to help himself push away the mildly (extremely) embarrassing thoughts of sprinting through tall grass screaming. He walked back to his apartment with Machamp (Exeggutor and Tyranitar were both over six foot tall and humongous – they walked pretty slowly too), who was happy to be out of his pokeball. They took the quieter, suburban route home, and played around, trying weird things too – Green ended up standing precariously on Machamp's shoulders as the pokemon walked, fulfilling a bucket-list whim of trying out something to do with the circus.