>>24944649"D-Dedenne!?! Are you okay!? Can you get up?!!?"
"D-Den.....ne......ne..."
Despite toxins searing the his fluffy fur and his aching back begging for him to drop dead, Dedenne puts on his tough face and manages to resist fainting. He recovers with little more than a few morsels of health to spare and bounces back into the fight, instigating the final turn to the Miser's dismay.
"Denne...!"
"Farfar! Y-You're STILL standing!?" he caws in disbelief. "After ALL of that?! I SLAMMED you into a wall like a poisonous PUCK, you should be TOAST! No wait, you should be much more than toast: you should be BUTTERED TOAST!! I want to be FURIOUS, farfar, but I don't know if I should even be surprised anymore! Why, you're absolutely dyspeptic, the most inconceivably irritating pack of palookas! You turned what could have been a triumphant trouncing into a long-winded fractious FRACAS!! Well no more, it's come down to this! I'LL PUT IN EVERY LAST FIBER OF MY STRENGTH TO WIPE THE STAGE WITH YOU!"
".........woooooooooooooooooo.........."
The Miser flexes his sixty-two percent gains (read: that's much more than yours) and flashes a determined scowl. "JUST WATCH ME! You can barely move a muscle, baby, let alone finish me off! One move ANY KIND of move oughta finish you! I'll stib-stab you in your tummy's flib-flab, flap off with your slave gizmos, and then be back home in time for lunch! Hrrrrrnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn....."
The Miser flexes harder, literally burning empty calories by bending limbs and shooting daggers at you. "HRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN................................."
He flexes harder and harder, popping veins with gritted teeth, flexing so outrageously hard that his muscles summon a majestic hologram of a flaring Talonflame which superimposes itself on the background behind him. It's then he rips a mighty, outlandish quack from his throat.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-r-P_Q-DPXI"BRAVE BIRD!!!" 