Now this was a bit of a situation. The Froakie's frubbles stuck around on the battlefield, making it harder to maneuver around than it should. One step out of place and they would be in a sticky situation, no pun intended. 

What was he going to do? His pokemon were going to get hurt badly if he doesn't do anything right now! He wasn't a fool, the only reason why these sticky frubbles would be laid out around them to make him desperate and make him jump to avoid the attacks. If that was the case then Rusty and Brunhilda were both sitting ducks if they were caught midair. 

"Rusty, pull your skin up to minimize the damage! Brunhilda, jump and propel yourself with Hydro Pump!" The Scraggy pulled the yellow skin that hung around its waist like loose trousers and used it like a shield against the bubbles, lessening the impact of the damage. The Piplup did jump into the air, but it shot a powerful stream angled towards the ground, the force pushed the little penguin towards the Murkrow. 

"Now follow up with Pound!" The Piplup's stubby right wing glowed and as soon as it got near the black bird pokemon, it swung its attack down towards the Murkrow.