this chapter's a bit shorter, chapters have been a little long recently and im getting lazy ahaha...

661. intrepid: bold; fearless

Green cut off the call with a choked "See you later" when Gold dove into another story of an intrepid sexual advance on Silver that had been cruelly rejected.

When he walked back into the gym, the pokemon all swiveled their heads to stare at him expectantly. Training was serious business – Green dashed all disgustingly bubbly thoughts and ran through the old training plans. First up would be accuracy and control, the two most important parts of safe training.

662. erode: to wear away slowly

Although years had passed since Green had trainer seriously, neither his nor his pokemon's memories of practice and training had eroded – everything was in the same old routine. Green noticed that Red had done wonders with all of their accuracy: nearly every single one of Machamp's stone-edge attacks landed on Exeggutor's floating dummies. Not a single move was wasted, and although his pokemon seemed slower, perhaps from age, their attacks had exact precision.

663. wield: to handle; to exert

Of all of the pokemon, Umbreon was probably having the most difficulties wielding her power. Although relentless practice as an Eevee had helped her quickly master moves after her evolution, she was far behind the others in terms of firepower. When Green called for a break, she continued blowing up bigger and bigger shadow balls. Although it was outside her natural type, she preferred the move over the typical dark moves like taunt, punishment, pursuit, fake tears, and many others.

664. stationery: writing paper and envelopes

Green went to the office to grab some stationery for notes before starting up offense and defense training. His pokemon were mostly on the slower side, so he'd trained them to have high resistance – none, except for Arcanine, were fast enough to perform dodges. Although Exeggutor was usually able to mix up challengers with his trick room, it didn't always work out – backup plans were a must.

665. sacrilege: the intentional desecration or disrespectful treatment of something sacred

Between Exeggutor, Tyranitar, Gyarados, Arcanine, Pidgeot, Machamp, an Umbreon, it soon became clear that taking out Umbreon would be the best choice – he'd noticed after a while that she was hiding a limp, and she was getting on in her age – Eevee didn't have extremely long lifespans, and she was already a middle aged Eeveelution, not fit for strenuous battles.

After Raticate's death, overworking pokemon had become the most horrific and despised sacrilege, and Green was not about to give in to Umbreon's dolly eyes and let her battle. He massaged her sore leg, and would not let her participate in the rest of training.

666. demographics: the distribution of human population groups

The rest of the afternoon passed quickly, accompanied by loud explosions and collisions followed by varying kinds of human and pokemon laughter. After cooling down, they'd had a meditation session of sorts, which kind of turned into a staring contest (Green lost – of all the pokemon, Gyarados won). Umbreon joined in - after she had gotten over sulking, she watched the rest of training without complaint.

After recalling all his pokemon for the day, except for Umbreon, and locking up, Green made the unpleasant journey home. Gold was probably already there, and there was bound to be an abundance of questions about Latias.

Although reports on Viridian's populations showed that its demographic was fairly evenly distributed with people of all ages and genders, Green often was under the impression that the city was home to the largest population of gossiping old ladies in the region.

667. histrionic: overly dramatic, theatrical

A couple of them were being histrionic and gasping and fluttering over Gold, who was sleeping against his apartment door. According to snippets of their conversation, Gold was a homeless wanderer who had just been dumped by a girl and was now waiting outside his beloved's door. The kid was sprawled out on his doorstep, completely comfortable, and snoring (drooling too!). Green honestly could not fathom how some people thought that was attractive, but apparently the old ladies thought Gold was hot stuff. Better Gold than him.

668. waft: to float; to drift through

Green rolled his eyes when one of the ladies sobbed, and heaved up the scrawny kid and walked in his apartment and to a sofa pushed to the side of the room. He unceremoniously dumped Gold on the cushions, but the boy didn't wake up.

For dinner, Green prepared pasta and the last slices of the meat pie. The huge thing had gradually been consumed, and that dinner would most likely be the last time he'd be eating it. As the smell of pasta wafted through the apartment, both Latias and Gold woke up.

669. staccato: composed of abrupt, disconnected part or sounds

If Latias was the legato and smooth passage of time and eternity, Gold was the epitome of staccato thoughts and ideas, bouncing and talking at a hundred miles a minute. At first he'd been surprised to see Latias: a very normal reaction. But then, he'd been a little suspicious that a girl was living with Green, but later on, they'd apparently gotten to best friends status (although he really just jabbered her to sleep).

670. amass: to accumulate, collect, store up

Although Green had amassed quite the fortune, it had recently been slipping through his hands, and he was eager to save. So he denied Gold the right to order pizza (apparently, the voracious little guy was still hungry). The evening passed quietly after Gold quit trying to break into Green's Internet, and simply passed out on the couch.

That night, as Green double-checked on Latias before going to sleep, he wondered why such an airhead could be so strong. Gold was again snoring and drooling, and albeit quieter, even in his sleep he was still radiating air-headed-ness and boldness. Gold was never afraid to say what he thought – a blessing and a curse.