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Good As Golduck || [Green & Misty]


Misty just watched Green sweet talk the Diglett in slight disgust. She didn’t he was a pompous jerk to Pokemon, in fact, she knew he couldn’t be, seeing that he gets along so well with his own team. It was just a little nauseating to see such a difference in his tone towards that dumb Diglett than he uses with her.


And he was relating that thing to Psyduck. Not only that, he wanted it to train with them?! Was he out of his mind?! Pysduck alone was enough of a hassle!

However, the Diglett’s overflowing enthusiasm was hard for Misty to ignore. At least it wanted to evolve and get better.

If that thing evolves before Psyduck does…

The moment Green directed his attention back to Misty, her entire demeanor changed, but a bit of the snark hadn’t yet left.

"Looks like I made a friend!"

"Ya don’t say? Heh, this is a pretty big day for ya, ain’t it? Yeah yeah, whatever. That little guy can tag along, just as long as he doesn’t get in the way or anythin’. I got my own handful to deal with."

She partially just wanted to see Green’s overconfidence blow up in his face. Training these Pokemon weren’t going to be easy.

"So what’s the game plan?"

"Gameplan? You mean a battle? What, you’re tellin me you’ve been a gym leader for all this time and don’t know how that goes by now?" The man threw back joshingly after chuckling at Misty’s own rouse of teasing for a moment. He clicked his tongue while shaking his head.

"C’mon, Misty… Now, that’s shameful."

The spiky brunet kept lightspirted grin intact thoughout the entirety of their bantering. He honestly enjoyed their playful exchanges- Though, sometimes he wasn’t for sure if everything the woman said was meant to be taken tongue and cheek… But, he could only assume she was thinking the same for him. 

Regardless, Misty was the only person he could ever find himself acting this childish with. Perhaps this had to do with the fact that they had known each other when they were children. At age, though, their bickering meant business. He was a genuinely pompous kid then, so, thinking back, it made sense; he wasn’t exactly the kindest kid and definitely not the easiest to get along with. But, that had changed in him with his age, and as had their relationship as they became colleagues into what could be seen today… whatever it is you’d call that. Regardless, Green counted his blessings and was happy to have someone around that he could still act like a kid with in some ways.

"Really, though, it shouldn’t be that tough." He added, becoming a bit more serious and trying to address how this training will really go down. "We have a Ground-type and a Water-type, so your player should have the home advantage. Just stick to moves of those type and it should go pretty smoothly for him. We can’t go wrong with that plan."

He glanced down to the giddy diglet who was still excitedly bobbing up and down through the sand, eager to get things going and be given a command. The little was looking forward to evolving a whole lot more than Psyduck was. Honestly, Green wasn’t sure Psyduck even knew much about that, or let alone was anxious for the change. He’d gotten this Pokemon all riled up, already, so he’d make sure that a dugtrio came out of this equation, as well. Psyduck was their primary focus, though, and so they’d stick to this strategy in order to get him evolved first.

"Alright, then! Let’s give him a dig attack!" 

Green shouted his command to mark the first move of the battle. The diglet obeyed, diving its black head under the ground o begin hurdling towards Psyduck, leaving a trail of upturned sand and stone behind it. The man watched in suspense, eager to see the Water-type’s reaction. Even if it did land, it was a Ground-type move and couldn’t have much effect, right? Or, at least he hoped this would all be that easy.

Song: All These Things That I Have Done
Artist: The Killers
Album: Hot Fuss (2004)
Plays: 4

All These Things That I Have Done | The Killers

I wanna shine on in the hearts of man. I want to mean it from the back of my broken hand.

Song: Screen
Artist: Twenty One Pilots
Album: Vessel (2013)
Plays: 104

Screen | Twenty One Pilots

I do not know why I would go in front of you and hide my soul, cause’ you’re the only one who knows it. Yeah, you’re the only one who knows it.
Song: Dreaming My Way To You
Artist: Artist vs Poet
Album: Break EP
Plays: 126

Dreaming My Way To You | Artist vs Poet

No matter where you are, you live loud in my heart.
Song: Medicine
Artist: Daughter
Album: The Wild Youth (2011)
Plays: 270

Medicine | Daughter

Pick it up. Pick it all up and start again. You’ve got a second chance. You could go home, escape it all. It’s just irrelevant.

Part 3 || Piecing the Shell Back Together; I Won’t Leave You Broken


[Red watched Green after he had finished talking, the same determined look didn’t leave his eyes as he looked towards him. The brunette hadn’t looked up yet, but he was giving him the moment to think it over.]


[He had every right to what his choice would be. Let him in or make him leave. He wouldn’t let him push him away without a little fight, but if that’s what he wanted he’d let him have it.]

[Green really was everything to Red. His rival, but he’s always been his one and only best friend. The one he could laugh and play with, the one he could rely on for help… He ruined that by leaving and becoming and an untrustworthy friend. He know he made this mess and he had to be the one to fix this once and for all. If he couldn’t, he’s losing everything. His dear friend and his life. Not that he can’t rely in the other friends he had made, but there would always be that hole that Green once filled. The hole was a big one, so it wouldn’t be unnoticeable.]

[As Green finally looked up to him, his eyes widened just slightly. He noticed the sparkle in his eyes. Red was relieved. He was giving him a chance. Once Green moved out of the way and made his way to the couch, Red did the same and placed himself in a chair a bit of ways away from him. Pikachu jumped and sat himself at the arm of the chair, looking up to Red and giving him good luck.]

[Red nodded, giving the yellow mouse a few pats. He began to collect his thoughts, and soon he’ll begin talking.]

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However quaint Red’s composure and behavior fresh upon his arrival had seemed to Green just a few moments prior to their sitting, none of that small talk would compare to the weight and width of the words that came from him the next time his mouth was opened. 

He could tell that… Red meant serious business with this talk. 

Just that absolute realization alone left Green feeling just a little more hopeful… There was a growing shred of his conscience that was left holding on, which believed this exchange truly held the potential of mending any damages, and— with a bit of luck along with the right words from the both of them— a friendship would be restored by the time it was over.

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Song: Come Back Down
Artist: Lifehouse

Plays: 297

Come Back Down | Lifehouse

All this time is passing by… I think it’s time to just move on. When you come back down, if you land on your feet, I hope you find a way to make it back to me. When you come around, I’ll be there for you. You don’t have to be alone with what you’re going through.
Song: Let It Go
Artist: The Neighbourhood

Plays: 79

Let It Go | The Neighbourhood

When they said what I wanted was a figment, I had to turn the other cheek,
but I was listening. Yeah, I was listening.
Song: Fighting Tao
Artist: Hurt
Album: Goodbye to the Machine (2006)
Plays: 125

Fighting Tao | Hurt

If I’d known it was the only time I would see your face, then we’d celebrate. When I’m alone, living is only time. Until I see your face. But, that’s not today.

Who loves Arcanines?! WE DO!! || Green & Kyouhei


[This place was far from home, and completely different from what he’s used too, but this didn’t cease the boys excitement. He finally raised up enough money to travel to another region. Sticking to the neighboring regions, but the look and feel was completely different as if he just stepped into a new world. Which region did he pick? The region that started them all, Kanto.]


[There were familiar Pokemon, and some that he’s never even seen in their habitat. He hasn’t caught anything yet, but just mostly to observe and update his Pokedex with more detailed information. The place had a very country like feel, the cities kept updated with the times, but it was nothing compared to Unova’s cities. The one thing he liked the most though, there were just huuuge wide open areas. Lots of space to train and run around, the routes back in Unova weren’t this wide. Guess thats what you sacrifice when you’re trying to build all these big cities. He’ll always be a city boy, but he is enjoying every minute in this region.]

[During his travels, he has Arcanine trotting about beside him everywhere he went. He’s trying to figure his way to each location of the region before he starts hitting up the gyms. Which he is extremely excited about. He knows each and every gym leader here and knows just as much information he was able to retrieve about them. He’s even battled a few through the Pokemon World Tournament, but its always a different feel when you battle them in their home region.]

[Also two of his favorite champions have homes in this region. They were the originals and even if one didn’t get much recognition because of the other, he still admires them equally. He knows their whole back story and what is going on recently from what he’s heard on the news. He’s such a huge nut, but he hopes to be able to run across at least one of them during his visit!]

[Looking at his map, he seemed to have wondered himself onto Route 13. The layout was extremely interesting. There were fences built up like a some kind of maze, even the challenge of battling trainers in certain spots.]

Uwwaaa…. How about we run this Arcanine? How does that sound?


[He looked to his loyal companion and excitedly she bounced on her feet. Followed by a few barks and a very fast tail wag.]

Atta girl! This will be a cinch!

[They’ll get through the run pretty quickly, his party being a lot stronger than those who challenged him so it was easy peasy. He stopped at the end to take a breath, Arcanine still bouncing and pushing up against her trainer to lick his face as he’s trying to cool down.]

H-hey! That tickles!!

[He’ll gently push her face back, to stop the licking, but he’ll return her affections with nuzzles, shifting his fingers into her waves of fur. He really loved his girl, not meeting til Virbank City, but still a long lasting companion he’ll never want to be without. She was great for battles, even worked fantastically in front of a camera. She was a good pillow to lay on during times he didn’t have a place to stay, plus someone he could always rely on when he needs the comfort. She was the best friend he could ever ask for.]


For someone who hated the summer heat, Green sure found himself within it often.

The blame for that unexpected twist could fall upon his Pokémon, though. While it was his own choice to take them out into the world to enjoy themselves, the leader always seemed to put their happiness far above their own, joining them in any activities that would make their hearts content. Whether it be going for a swim with Golduck, allowing Pigeot to stretch his wings, or taking Arcanine out for exercise, Green always wished to keep his team as happy and healthy as possible, wanting to be the best trainer to them as he possibly could. 

The target of his attention had been Arcanine, who loved more than anything to simply run across the region, putting his amazing speed and grace to use by nimbly traveling any path and scaling any obstetrical that could lay out in front of him, whether it be dense forest littered with trees to weave or up steep, mountainous terrain. 

Green had chosen a much longer path than their normal runs, but it was one that would be great for Arcanine after being cooped up for so long: Route 13, a path made into a maze by fences as far as the eye could see. Actually, the journey to the area was perhaps the most tiring thing about it. The two had to travel all the way to Vermilion City, across the grassy field of Route 11, and down the waterway of the “Silence Bridge,” disturbing countless focused fisherman and probably even scaring away their catches. Then again, Arcanine was so swift that they probably couldn’t even tell what had just ran by. The wind that came off of the enormous dog was the most noticeable thing for any pedestrians on standby. A few hats were probably lost along the way, but it was nothing that could be helped.

After stepping off the boardwalk Route 12 was famous for, you would be landed right onto the grass of Route 11. But, the final turn off of the bridge was a sharp and blind one, and skirting it at such a high velocity with no knowledge of what person of Pokémon could be around the bend was a danger in itself. The two always had to be prepared for unforeseen obstacles, which appeared more often than you’d think.

That was exactly what had happened when they rounded that corner. Green couldn’t tell exactly what it was; the scenery around him was a real blur at such as speed. All he could see was a blob of orange and blue. Luckily, Arcanine much keener senses had allowed him to see it as well, and clearly enough to be able to clear it.

With one fair leap, Arcanine leapt over the unknown figure and landed in the grass behind it. Reaching their destination, the Fire-type slid across the ground into a halt. At last, they were no longer at motion and Arcanine could stand still and catch his breath, panting and tongue lolling out of his mouth, all the while his bushy tail swinging happily.

With his stead at rest, Green could finally get a good look of his surroundings; and, whatever it was they had jumped over. Turning his head to look behind him, the leader did just that.


Upon doing so, the man discovered the orange he’d saw had came from the fur of another arcanine, which lay on the group behind them. At first, the stray Pokemon was all that Green had seen, but upon a closer look discovered a fluffy-haired boy clad in mostly blue kneeling beside the canine, which he could only guess was its trainer. The man simply looked down upon them for a moment silently, observing the boy who to him had an appearance that was out of place for his old fashioned sort of region. After a moment of this, he finally decided to speak. 


"Ah," he started somewhat blankly, deciding to say a simple phrase of apology in case he’d startled the stranger. Something dashing around the corner of the path at a ludicrous speed— not to mention being leapt over by the said on-comer— isn’t exactly what most people would consider a common occurrence. But, Green’s methods were anything but typical. "My bad."