Mystique takes a shuffling step back. What on earth was that? She--she feels slightly weaker. It's a strange feeling, feeling weak. It's even worse feeling weak against the world's most cowardly puppet.

"Mystique!" she cries angrily, and very nearly LEERs back. But no! Her next move must be amazing! Powerful! The best!

Wirstique suddenly looks pleased. She does a little puppet dance of glee, then puts on an evil grin. This will be great! (And...it's one of the only decent moves this pushover has offered her.)

With a squeaky little cackle, she turns into a mess of flaily legs and uses CONFUSION!