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"Make out? Why would I want to make out with you? I mean, you're pretty cute and all but I don't really think you're my type. Though it would be-- No! Not thinking it."
"I don't kiss team rocket grunts anyway haha SYKE oh man I'm so funny i'm the funniest person ever whydoesn'tanyoneloveme"
Green, you're drunk. Go home.
"But," he looked around tentatively, leaning his hand on the wall, "…You’re in /my/ home… What're y'doin' here... Wanna make out?"
M!A: Beer!
"Pretty sure 'm plastered..."At least he was self-aware.
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Garrison Keillor once said, “Sex is good, but not as good as fresh sweet corn.” Do you agree or disagree? Is food REALLY better than sex? Make an argument for one against the other:
"Well if you look at it from a biological standpoint, both are necessary for the advancement of a species. Meaning, food gives the body the chemicals to perform necessary life cycles and maintain body regulations. Sexual intercourse is needed for genetic variation and, well, the prevention of extinction. As an animal, stripped civilization and social needs, I would be more inclined to find food and focus on my own survival first. Finding a mate would come second to my own comfort. Even though humans form agreements to follow rules and structure and form civilizations, our basic urge and instinct is to protect ourselves- as opposed to a beedrill or durant whose primal instinct is to care of the hive or nest before itself… So, food is probably better than sex in the barest, most primal part of us.""But sex still feels fucking awesome."
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Shots Fired || Green & Barry
“So get the hell out of here, kid, I don’t have time for you."
Barry froze in place, the implications of Green’s refusal finally entering his brain. He had to get badges to challenge this oath-spitting hothead? The blonde knew he wouldn’t have enough time to collect them all, and Green’s haughty attitude simply increased his battling itch to almost unbearable. The Viridian Gym Leader would battle him, and Barry set his mind to it. As Green glared at him, Barry swelled up like an over-inflated balloon.
"If you don’t want to throw down with my Pokemon, you could have just said so politely…" Barry nettled, grinning cheekily up at the Gym Leader. “Then again, my Pokemon are almost as strong as Red’s! Who won that fight between you and Red again? Hmmm…according to the Canalave City library, Red did! "
Barry’s eyes lit up as he continued to provoke Green into battling him. “Oh! I get it, you must be scared to battle me! Well, Green old friend, that is perfectly understandable… Sinnoh Pokemon are dangerous beasts!"
The noise that escaped Green's mouth was almost primal, and his hand balled into a first. Arabella, the Ace Trainer closest to Barry, breathed uneasily for a moment before letting out a fair warning, "Uh, kid, you might wanna, you know, shut up." Green let out the breath he was holding and looked back at the kid, "I'm surprised you're literate," he mocked, "I didn't know Sinnoh was capable of producing such an intelligent young man." The twin Ace Trainers looked at each other. Oh no, Green was getting mean. He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms, "I know what you're playing at, kid. I am a grown ass man and will not fall prey to your instigating. Your claims of strength mean nothing to me until you have Kanto's badges, I don't know how to make it any clearer. And, kid, your Pokemon being from Sinnoh is the last thing you should be proud of." Green was proud of where he was from, that much was obvious, "Recounting my past losses proves nothing. I'm a gym leader now. A gym leader that requires the boulder, cascade, thunder, rainbow, soul, marsh, and volcano badges in order to battle."
Intrusion ll Green and Autumn
She watched the Pokegear being tossed up and down. She’d be turned over to the police. Maybe she could call Looker though. Get something worked out. After all, she didn’t get ONE phone call. So, it wouldn’t be all bad.
Then, he did something odd.
“If I give you another shirt you wanna change and have dinner?"
She blinked. Did he just…? Did he just say that? Really? She hadn’t been asked out in ages. And, for a moment, she was unable to respond.
"Um…Yeah. Sure." She said with a small smile, “Dinner sounds fine."
He went through his dresser and tried to find the smallest shirt he owned. He found on way at the bottom that didn't fit anymore that just had a pair of sunglasses on it. He tossed it to her and pointed at the bathroom, "In there." he said and leaned against the wall. What the hell was he doing? Was he really this lonely? Or just mentally unstable in some way?
Either way he knew he was tired of eating dinner alone all the time, so he would contemplate whether or not he'd call the police over dinner.
Something for the Tabloids ||Green & Chali ||
She scowled at his words, though the point about Charizard did make her giggle slightly. Aware that he was trying to egg her into a more filling meal, she couldn’t help but comply, turning to the waitress and asking for a salad first, and then pointing to a meat kabob with a name so complex she could barely pronounce it.
I hope you’re happy now, Green Oak. Chali glared while he mentioned his own orders, childishly kicking at his shin from under the table in attempt to make him slip an embarrassing “ouch" out. She was secretly glad that he had made her get something meaty though, considering how her tummy had started to grumble in hungry protest – a salad would have never filled.
He winked when she ordered the meatier portion of her meal and he looked at the waitress with a sweet smile while handing the menu to her, "Just a gyro," he said and shrugged, "Put on it whatever you like, I'm not picky." "All right I'll bring you your drinks and the food will be right out," she said and walked off. Green looked back at Chali and leaned forward, "So where are you from anyway?" he asked, tilting his head, "I'm gonna guess Unova but that's probably wrong."
The drinks came and he stirred his soda, took a sip, and listened intently.
» Pushing Daisies « ❁ Green & Daisy
She knows that, of course she does. He was only four, and her – seven when it happened. She was there through the funeral, she was there when the autopsy results got delivered to the Lab. She was there when her grandfather collapsed under the weight of his own heart breaking, enclosed within the flurry of concerned aides that rushed to his side, sat him down. Get the professor a glass of water! Daisy, sweetie.. I’m sorry. They said. She remembered.
"It’s alright, Green." she murmurs, the gleam of the silent tear that fell from his eyes catching her attention. “It wasn’t anyone’s fault.." Lifting her hands to his face, the brunette attempts to brush away the tears that had pooled behind his eyelids, understanding that he was much too proud to cry in front of anyone; not even her. And yet, sometimes all it takes was a good cry to release so much tension and pent-up guilt.
"It’s alright.. to cry sometimes, Green." she says, patting his back soothingly as their mother did before. “It’s only human to let it out.. even I do it when I miss them and I feel better after.."
He shook his head quickly and pulled away from her for a moment, wiping his eyes again, "No," he said calmly, "It's better for me to suck it up, you know? I'm the last person to be feeling upset..." Though it was true that he barely got to feel what it was like to have parents. Maybe that's why he was so jealous of Red, even if Red only did have his mother. Sure, the Professor was there for them but he, too, was hurt by the accident. It wasn't fair that he had to raise another generation of children. All of these thoughts accumulated in his head and he covered his eyes with one hand. "I'm the last person..." he breathed in sharply and rested his face in her neck, still trying to hold it in. His hand's grip on the page loosened and fell, and he started to tremble, "I'm sorry- I shouldn't-" Tears started to dampen her collar. He hadn't cried about their parents' death since before he was a teenager- why was it all surfacing now?
Shots Fired || Green & Barry
Barry dismounted from his Staraptor, his overexcited mind taking in the exotic sights of Varidian City. He couldn’t get over the very fact that he was treading the same holy ground as the legendary Trainers Red and Gold once did years ago. After Professor Rowan’s announcement of another field study in Kanto, the blonde had spent much of his time in the Canalave City Library, reading up on the two kids that were rumored to be the strongest trainers of all time. Soon that’s gonna be me right up there with them! Barry thought, already imagining a mythical clash atop Mt. Silver where his Infernape and Red’s Charizard duked it out…
A lab assistant in charge of Rowan’s fieldwork approached the newly-arrived trainer and promptly asked him to go catch some Caterpie for some scientific study, handing Barry a butterfly net full of holes and derailing his magnificent train of thought. As an irritated Barry trudged towards the grassy routes south of Viridian, he came across a sight that stopped him dead in his tracks: A Pokemon Gym.
Peeking covertly down the street to make sure no lab drones were in pursuit, Barry slipped into the Gym, dropping his butterfly net outside. He was immediately accosted by the resident Gym backer. “You sure you wanna do this, champ?" the bespectacled man asked nervously. “You don’t have any badges, and Green is the last Gym Leader before the Indigo League! I mean, even Red and Gold had trouble with him…"
Time seemed to freeze.
“RED AND GOLD HAD TROUBLE WITH HIM?!" Barry yelped, knocking the poor backer over in fright. “That means that if I beat this guy, I can count myself up there with the strongest trainers ever! I can even challenge the Elite Four! Right?!" Barry looked excitedly down at the Gym aide, who was busy rubbing his head. “Well, I don’t think it’s as easy as you think it i-"
“RIGHT!" Barry exclaimed to himself, sending the gym aide cowering once again. “Green! I am Barry from Sinnoh’s Twinleaf Town, and I request a battle!"
Green jumped at the sudden entrance of a new challenger, and he could hear the kid from all the way across his gym. He looked at the twin ace trainers who stood in front of his platform and he sighed, going to raise his voice in an attempt to stop the kid from accosting his poor aid-- But the other was already in the process of challenging him, and Green put his hands on his hips. Of course this kid shows up the one day of the week he decided to actually work.
"If I heard right, you don't have a single badge from Kanto, and you don't mean shit to me until you do," he narrowed his eyes at him, "I don't care if you have every single other badge in the world- until you get all seven from Kanto I won't battle you. No region compares to here in difficulty so I won't take you seriously anyway," he crossed his arms, "So get the hell out of here, kid, I don't have time for you." He wouldn't say that it bothered him only slightly that Red and Gold were considered the only legendary trainers out there. He was used to hearing it though, but it still riled him up. He was a champion, too, if only for a fleeting moment.
Something for the Tabloids ||Green & Chali ||
Chali watched him as she slid into the small booth, her bags taking up much more space than she had thought it would. A brow raises with her bags held mid-struggle as the Leader explained himself, and she couldn’t help but think, “cute, he thinks I want him to pay." Regardless, she let the pretense carry on, but the annoyance her bags were causing her was very much real.
"Gee thanks, you’re so gentlemanly." she retorts, placing her bags under the table defeatedly and pushing her shades up her face. “You really think so, Mr Big-shot gym leader?" Chali winks, quickly tipping the end of her shades from behind her ears so it falls back over her eyes.
Retrieving a menu from the side of their table, her eyes glanced over the print, quickly deciding that on a salad-based dish. (Well, it seemed like the only thing she could eat in a lady-like manner, anyway!) She sets the menu back in place and watches the man in-front of her, and then flitted her attention over to the kitchen, and then to her first waitress who returned her gaze with a friendly smile.
"Mm, at least the people are friendly here." she commented lightly, adjusting the bows on the front of her shirt as they waited for a waiter to take their orders.
He scoffed when she said she'd get the salad, "I never thought you were one to worry about your figure," he teased, "Why not get a gyro or shish kabob or something good and weighty," he leaned forward and smiled, "You don't have to worry about the media today, sweetheart. And even if they did find out I'll have Charizard rip their heads off. We're fine. Unless you're a vegetarian then I don't even want to date you at this point," he declared and shot her a grin. The waitress came over and asked to take their order. Green let Chali go first and hoped his pestering was enough to persuade her.
Intrusion ll Green and Autumn
"Wow you guys suck."
Autumn rolled her eyes. Don’t blame me I’m just a grunt. I’m supposed to follow orders not make them." She grumbled bitterly. Still, she supposed it wasn’t the superior’s fault she was in this mess. Not ALL their fault at least…
He released his Charizard, but Autumn still key eye contact with him as he released her hands. You’re good at that."
"Not like you in your towel is something i wanna see." she said calmly. He turned around to go upstairs, and she quickly shifted from looking at him to his Charizard. The fire lizard growled at her, showing his sharp teeth and blowing a ring of smoke at her. She coughed, fanning it away with her hand “Calm down, big guy I’m not stupid enough to go anywhere." She said.
Green returned in his pajamas, which was better than his towel, and explained that the documents were just bills. Autumn shook her head, “I don’t need them. You came home early and I just grabbed the first things I saw in a panic. They’ll live of I’m empty handed." She said, “They won’t be happy. But they’ll live.
He tossed the Pokegear up and down is his hand and clicked his tongue, "I should call the police," he said and sighed, "But that'd be so much trouble and it's so late and when the hell did i get so irresponsible?... I guess I was never responsible to begin with," he thought out loud and remembered someone was in the room.
"God your uniform makes me want to throw up," he said indignantly and stuck his tongue out, "If I give you another shirt you wanna change and have dinner?" he asked and meandered into the kitchen, "I get bored on work days since I never have any challengers."
» Pushing Daisies « ❁ Green & Daisy
"You cared so much,"
A small laugh escapes at her brother’s words, a rush of feelings reaching her as he hovered over the pictures. She did care, taking on the role of absent parents after their untimely demise; she dressed the skinned knees, she tutored his work, she read him books, held him when he was ill, sat by him until the nightmares blew over. Nobody ever did that for her, though the appreciation she had got out of the brunet was more than enough to overwrite all the loneliness she had suffered growing up. Daisy smiles to herself while he busied himself with the other pages, carefully sweeping his hair away from his eyes and pressing a small kiss on the side of his temples.
Oh Green, I would have done anything to allowed you the good things in life.
Daisy keeps her lips to his face, though the sudden stiffening male underneath her causes her to pull back in surprise, the question making her straighten up as well. Quickly, her eyes study the photograph that had made the question rise so painfully and quickly, and in that moment of locking eyes with the content of the album, she understood.
Allowing her finger to roam over the page, she rested against her brother’s back, the question desperate and ringing in her ears. Why her? Would it have been better if only one of them perished? Would things have been easier to cope if they had just a consolation prize? It was a bad accident, they both died on the spot – or so her grandfather had said. But what if, just what if.. they had managed to retrieve one, even if she was left in a vegetative state; would some form of closure sufficed in place of the large gaping hole in their childhood and lives now? She catches her tears, just before they dampen the pages beneath her; the arm around Green tightening into a backward hug.
"I’m sorry, Green.." she murmured into the nape of his neck, her tears still rogue from the sudden slap of reality. “I’m sorry, I’m really really sorry that this happened to you. I’m sorry.."
"To me?" he asked, shocked, looking over at her quickly, "Daisy I hardly remember anything- you know that," he said softly and turned to face her fully, "If anything you're the one suffering. I can tell, Daisy," he blurted. Well, he couldn't take it back now. He hugged her and put her face in his shoulder, "If anything I wish that I was born first so that you didn't have to go through what you did," he closed his eyes and wiped a tear before it fell. "You're so sensitive. You don't deserve this," he muttered and started to shake with the attempt to hold back his tears, "I'm sorry." No, he couldn't cry. Not in front of the person who supported him his whole life. It was his turn to wipe her tears.
Something for the Tabloids ||Green & Chali ||
She’s half-amused, at the place he thought of to take her, though highly-appreciative as well. Such cuisine was what she was used to anyway, prior to the life of glitz-and-glamor, was it weird to say she had begun to miss the cruddy dishes and takeaway boxed food?
From her corner seat, she watched the brunette – his occasional stirring, impatience showing from the way he glanced at the clock, his watch; his phone. Chali’s been here way before he did, sipping gingerly at her apple cider, enjoying her study of the fascinating Green Oak in its typical habitat. It was only when she thought he had enough did she tip the waitress, grabbing her small wristlet and 2 additional shopping bags with her; a feigned irritation masked over her features.
"What’s the meaning of this..!" she hissed from over his shoulder as she approached, leaning in slightly just to plant a greeting peck on the side of his jaw. “I thought I asked for fancy, not.. this!"
It almost felt like he was ambushed. Suddenly a girl was chastising him and giving him kisses on the cheek and he knew only one person could do that gracefully at the same time, "I'm sorry I didn't recognize you," he said and put his hand on her shoulder, "You also asked me to treat you like everyone else. I don't have challengers to pay for a fancy restaurant," he glowered, "It may not seem like it but being a gym leader is like the least lucrative job out there- Especially the eighth one god," he gripped his hair and was finally able to look her over, "You look good," he said and glanced down at her shopping bags, "You're going to have to carry those around all night, you know." He honestly hoped that the paparazzi didn't find out about this. It was the last thing he needed in his life- to be harassed for liking a girl. He couldn't even stomach it.
» Pushing Daisies « ❁ Green & Daisy
Following as her brother escaped to the nightstand, Daisy was careful to retrieve her tea that was set haphazardly on the ground, another quick sip as she snuck into the space behind the chair and watched over his shoulder. Of course she had already flipped through that album several times that day, but to see her brother see it for the first time; to have the focus solely on him, she thought it magical.
She laughs at his teasing, her eyes glazed over as she studied the mirror of her childhood enclosed in the grayed out photograph. It’s been so many years, and she was glad she grew out of the pigtails that looked so silly; though in hindsight, it was always her mother who tied her hair up that way for her, the Professor never had the time to do such frivolous things.
"You’re not a bother, Green." she comforts, setting a hand on his shoulder for a moment as she flipped to the next page, depicting a family photo outside a theme park that came to the region every few years. Within the small frame, the family stood with the giant pikachu mascot, young Green squirming in father’s grasp as if trying to reach out to the giant yellow balloon while Daisy stood with her mother, one hand in the other but looking away from the camera.
She laughs, noting how her hair was still in those silly pigtails, though messed up from the wind and rides of the day. "We were distracted kids, huh. Do you remember pika-land? Pikachu used to be your favourite, until you got Eevee a few years later, that is." she laughs, thinking of how attached he is to his Umbreon now, and subsequently, how ironic that his best friend was the one who got the Pikachu in the end.
"I'm glad I got Bree," he said. He didn't remember this trip to the amusement park at all. He didn't remember the Pikachu costume or the balloon. It was all so strange to him. He flipped to his first birthday and there was just a picture of him and his grandfather, Oak holding him and smiling while Green reached for his hair. The next picture was him tugging and Oak trying not to yell. Green laughed and there were pictures of him alone with each of them. Daisy was wiping his dirty mouth with her bare hand and he had to laugh again, "You cared so much." His father was making a silly face at him, and Green's arms were up in the air, excited for the game. Then there was their mother. Eyes gentle, smile soft, looking directly into the camera. Green stared for a moment and his chest tightened. He had to place his hand over his heart in an attempt to steady it, "...Why her?" he voiced.
Something for the Tabloids ||Green & Chali ||
So then Green found the shabbiest place he could. It was a tiny, hole in the wall type of Greek restaurant, one where you get your food on a trey and throw it all out. One where the heat of the kitchen didn't quite stay in the kitchen, and where some of his favorite dishes came from. He checked his watch-6:13. Fashionably late? Was she in disguise so he didn't recognize her? Was she testing him to see if he knew her face well enough? How couldn't he know it, though, it was all over TV, magazines, and posters (andhiswetdreams) He continued to wait, hoping she got all riled up that it wasn't ritzy like she expected.
