<Are you sure it’s a good idea to be back here so soon?> Imp asks anxiously, keeping close to Tamara’s leg as though the skinny teen would provide good cover from threats. Admittedly, she probably would, to his even smaller and skinnier self.

“So soon?” The Dancer scoffed with false confidence. “It’s been well over a week!”

<He doesn’t forget that quickly…> The Impidimp replied ominously.

Whether the Jigglypuff intended for this to escalate into a fight or not was irrelevant, as Imp swiftly engaged it. Puffing out his chest and widening his stance, he Swaggered tauntingly to enrage it, and the pink ball’s little scowl was just damn precious!

The Pound it then bounced forwards to unleash was less so, and Imp snarled, skipping back a few paces from the impact.

The Impidimp wasted no time in following orders, leaping towards the Jigglypuff and chomping down hard on one of its ears. A screech of pain left the wild pokemon at the injury, but was swiftly turned to the ‘puff’s advantage!

The sound repeated, bouncing around the clearing and intensifying with each repetition. After a moment it grew so loud and clangourous that Imp and Tamara were both forced to clap hands over their ears, or else risk hearing damage.

“Right, let’s try this again!” Tam said as they loaded back into the encounter. “You ready, bud?”

<I was born ready,> came the snarling response, and she snickered.

“Ooh, such a badass,” the tone was quite clearly a teasing one, much as Imp probably wished it was serious. “Do you want backup?” She pulled a pokeball from her pocket, prepared to release Decibelle if he agreed.

Aaaaand misses.

Tam smothers a giggle, but the furious glare is cast her way suggests that she doesn’t do a very good job. Lifting a fisted hand, she punches the air as if cheering him on, but the grin lifting her lips lends the action a teasing tone.

With a snarl, the Impidimp spins, setting on a good old Bite this time. Those never failed!

Re-entering the battlefield with Imp tucked under her arm like a rugby ball, Tam ignored the goblin’s hissing and spitting. “Ready?” She said instead, taking the increase in furious snarling as assent. With a heave, she tossed the scrawny little dial-type directly at the opposing Jigglypuff.

Although he very much did not appreciate being shot across the woods like a cannonball, Imp had to admit, he did see the benefit, as he hurtled towards the rose-coloured bastard. Opening his mouth wide, he screwed his eyes shut and aimed to chomp down on the Jigglypuff in yet another Bite.