>>18314883http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MSjfEChOSgMSeeing Furfrou, the normally emotionless zombie dog, distressed and concerned with the thoughts of forcefully falling in love with a furbait is enough to get Serena concerned about him too.
And that concern, the worry, the look on her face. It's saddening, and it's saddening enough to worry you too. Seeing her all down in the dumps like that, it's a sight you just can't bear to see.
And you won't. So you aim to put a stop to it.
"Dedenne! I know I'm putting a lot on your platter here, but if you can go ahead and take that Attract for Furfrou, that'd be great!"
"Ne, ne ne!"
While that goes on, Grant calls out to Tyrantrum, who's still reeling from mass confusion as a result of Furfrou's zombified trickery. Which is understandable, anyone would break their balls and bust a gut if a mythical creature of undead origins suddenly existed despite everything you've been told as a child growing up performing limbless tricks that are again, supposed to /NOT/ exist.
But uh, hey fuck you they do exist now. This is how life works now. It works by the calloused fingers of a man waist-deep in a trench of deep, stupid allegories.
"Hey, Tyrantrum! Come on, get back in the game! Show 'em your strong jaws! Gnaw 'em up, alright?!"
"Tyyyy...TYYRAAAANTRUM!"
Dedenne quickly scurries past the prehistoric tycoon before he can get his little hamster bod chomper. With swift maneuvers, the hamster manages to make it to Sylveon just barely in the nick of time.
"Ne, ne, ne!~"
