>>18211377http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJTNJvPDsyM"Dammit Hexcalibur, what's gotten into you!? Listen to me!"
Again acting on his own conscience, Hexcalibur pops his knuckles despite the fact that serpents lack anything remotely resembling a bone, and runs towards Mawile.
He looks at you with a scowl, "I cannot! FOR I DON'T LISTEN TO FOOLS. For every time I listen to you, I lose, I ALWAYS LOSE. Before you acquired me, I never lost a single fight, and now, I lose more often than I should. THE GREAT AND LEGENDARY PRINCE CALME WOULD NOT HAVE ALLOWED SUCH THINGS TO HAPPEN."
Teeth gritted and fists balled, you call him out, "Oh yeah!? Well Prince Calme's THREE THOUSAND FEET UNDER THE GROUND NOW! So EAT IT! We have to work together, the power of friendship demands it!"
"I don't befriend fools."Tired of acting under your rule thanks to that wretched pokeball containing him, Hexcalibur aims to finish the pixie off with a Knock Off to rid of her item. The only good thing about the sixth generation to him.
Little do you realize, that all that discussion about Prince Calme earlier brought back some painful memories, painful memories that make even the great and almighty Hexcalibur weep manly tears.
"This....IS FOR YOU PRINCE CALME!" Hexcalibur shouts majestically, not for himself, but for someone else entirely, which is tickles you as bizarre and uncharacteristic.
Hexcalibur makes a dashing leap into the air in an attempt to mimic an infamous move often made by his former wielder. A leap that shall forever be embedded into his mind thanks to those painful memories of the past, deep within the fifth generation...three thousand years ago.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
This out-of-nowhere shift whiplash in tone is complete with Hexcalibur imitating the battle cry of his wielder, substituting himself in blade form with his glowing tail.
"I.....CANNOT AFFORD TO LOSE ANY LONGER!"
"Maw....ile...."
"Fire Fang..." 