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Talking to Dennis... hm. That required getting close to the Raticate, didn't it? The other plan would work better for now.
You puffed your chest out, filling your lungs, stepping forward and yelling in the Raticate's direction. "HEY! BUCK-TOOTH!"
Wow, that hurt. But you couldn't just stop- the vermin was looking your way! "YOU'RE FAT, HAIRY, AND SMELLY!!"
You didn't even know if it understood those words, but it didn't matter. You kept your head held high.
Meanwhile- "Indie, what?? Stop yellin', it'll come over here and hurt us!"
Erna pulled you over to her. The grin on your face refused to waver. "That's the idea. It'll charge over this way-" -you pointed to the thick tree behind you two- "and smack right into that thing. Then we can run over to another tree, or even the back of the mountain, and it'll tire itself out."
It was easy to see the gears shifting in Erna's head as she put the pieces together. "...but won't that hurt Dennis?"
You shook your head. "Just the opposite. If i've got it right, the Raticate will be too tired to keep clutching him that strongly, and Dennis will be able to break free. Or, at the very least, it'll be much easier for us to get him out of the rat's claws."
Speaking of rats, you could hear some loud chittering from behind you. "...aaand that's our cue!"
You snatched Erna up once more, throwing the pair of you to the side as the Raticate came running- only to hear a large THUD once you and Erna were on the ground.
A glance back confirmed it. The plan had worked, sort of! Your enemy's head could now be found buried in that tree.
Well, at least, until it was focused right back on you. Back to taunting...
...you pulled up a big red leaf as some kind of distraction before continuing. "A MASSIVE MORON LIKE YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING TO US. JUST COME AND TRY!"
Eugh, those buck-teeth looked gross when they shook. At least the plan was working. THUD!
Erna just watched, baffled, before she decided to join in the fun too. A little ways away from your second tree, she stood by the mountain. Soon after you could see her sticking her tongue out. "I BETCHA CAN'T EVEN TOUCH ME! YEAH? THE DUMB LI'L BUNNY YOU COULD HURT SO EASILY BACK IN THE FOREST!" And then she blew a raspberry.
Another swift dodge to the side, and another THUD- this even louder than the last. Was that blood on the rat's cheek?
It didn't matter. Your sights were set on its claw... where Dennis could be seen, struggling and struggling. You noted how he seemed to be having an easier time... just as anticipated. You <span class="mu-i">could</span> get close, now, and try to free him. But you weren't sure whether that was a good idea just yet.
>Get closer anyways- worse comes to worst, you'll try to dodge again.
>Leave it. If things go according to be plan he'll be freed soon anyways.
