>>18206490"M-Mum-mum, th-that clown is so scary!"
Serena lets Alice weep her over-dramatic woes into her furisode, "I believe if that's the case, then that means she's doing her job well. I can't imagine those things actually being utilized for entertainment purposes.."
"Mrs. Mime, show him we mean business in every sense of the word! Please, support your Fairy-type sisthren. I implore you to utilize Misty Terrain!"
Mrs. Mime nods, then begins to emit mist from the jumbo-sized tips of her fingers. The aromatic mist covers the room and completely changes the terrain to one much more partial to fairies.
Alice accidentally breathes in some of it and sneezes, "Ah-Aahhh-Ahhhchoo!~"
The cute sneeze is a fleetingly small break from the aromatic evil that's about to gracefully come upon you. Frogadier wipes his cheek, rubbing them clear of the stinging hot mime-hands.
"F-Fro, frooooge..."
You may think he's overreacting, but a Fake Out to the face is some pretty serious shit. Not even people relatively half-gud on the ladder can dodge nonsense like that.
"Reflect!"
Or that.
"Mime, mime, miiiiiiiime!~" next, the mime puts her palms up in front of her. Using an odd force embedded within her fingertips, she manipulates the molecules around her into stopping full-force.
She puts up a defensive wall in front of her.
>Damage from physical attacks was reduced!"Frogadier, enough with the cheek rubbing, use Aerial Ace!"
Finally, Frogadier gets the pain off of his cheeks. With a loud, vengeful croak, he runs up to the clown with all intentions of slicing and dicing her with an Aerial Ace.
"FROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOG-"