The dog-thing doesn't feel like letting go yet. It watches them and waits. (Sorry, Chara, you don't deserve to be caught in a trainer-pokémon dominance struggle.)
Frisk hurtles into view, red eyes wide and their arms held around their own torso. The cold air chafes against their skin painfully, making their own bites sting even worse.
"Sparks!" they shriek. "Bad bad bad Electrike! Let that kid go right now--"
Soon as they get close, Sparks finally lets go of Chara--and goes after them instead. But they're used to this by now, so they jump back and raise their arms like a ballet dancer--can't get them that way!
They miscalculated. Sparks aims at their shin instead, a Quick Attack that'll leave a big bruise and knocks their legs out from under them, sending them crashing onto their side in the snow to lie there, stunned.
Sparks takes this opportunity to grab his fallen tinsel and dart away again.
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Frisk hurtles into view, red eyes wide and their arms held around their own torso. The cold air chafes against their skin painfully, making their own bites sting even worse.
"Sparks!" they shriek. "Bad bad bad Electrike! Let that kid go right now--"
Soon as they get close, Sparks finally lets go of Chara--and goes after them instead. But they're used to this by now, so they jump back and raise their arms like a ballet dancer--can't get them that way!
They miscalculated. Sparks aims at their shin instead, a Quick Attack that'll leave a big bruise and knocks their legs out from under them, sending them crashing onto their side in the snow to lie there, stunned.
Sparks takes this opportunity to grab his fallen tinsel and dart away again.