The red Imagin was stomping across the dining car in anger.

"Where does Ryotaro get off picking the brat over me?!" Momotaros asked. "Doesn't he know how long it's been since I've had a good rampage!?" he finished, rubbing his head and two horns in frustration.

"A fish doesn't live long flopping carelessly on land, sempai." Urataros said. The blue Imagin was writing down a few ideas for poems to tell "some lucky ladies" as Momotaros looked at him with absolute hatred.

"Now is not the time for one of your half-baked fish sayings, and it's never the time when you're referring to me with them!" Momotaros shouted, grabbing Urataros' smooth head and shaking it. A punch in Momotaros' black eyes got Urataros free.

"Have you ever stopped to consider Ryotaro doesn't use you often is because you can't control yourself?" the young woman who hit him said as she rubbed her fist.

"No Hana, I haven't." Momotaros said to the woman as she snatched Urataros' notebook. "I have considered how many times I've saved his scrawny behind. Kintaros, help me out here!"

The yellow Imagin was no help, having fallen asleep. He was so sound asleep, he hadn't noticed Momotaros ranting and stomping or the fact, in his rampage, that Momotaros left his coffee cup hanging on his one black horn.

Momotaros sat down in a huff, keeping an ear out for any sign Ryotaro needed switching. The others, including the dining car attendant Naomi, watched him in anticipation of another outburst. As it turned out, what they should've been anticipating was a purple Imagin coming out of thin air and falling on his feline like face.

"That didn't go well." Ryutaros said.

Momotaros, I need you. Ryotaro's voice shouted in the car.

Momotaros wanted to say no. He wanted to let Ryotaro struggle a bit as punishment for holding out on him too long.

Too bad Momotaros also wanted a good fight. He ran towards the wall, used Ryutaros as a jumping board and disappeared from the train.

The next thing he saw was the Cockroach Imagin through Ryotaro's eyes. Momotaros waited as the red pieces of Sword Form formed on the black and white suit. The chest piece, shoulder pads and, finally, the rounded visor that was elongated into points over the top half of his helmet attached themselves to the suit and Momotaros knew he was in complete control.

"I've… ARRIVED!" Momotaros said. "From start to finish, I'm at a climax."

He grabbed his sword and attacked the Imagin with the ferocity he was holding in for so long. One slash knocked the cockroach flying over a building. Momotaros ran around the building, using his running to build up the momentum of his favorite attack.

"My Hissatsu Attack… Part 1." said a slightly nostalgic Momotaros as he raised his sword. He swung, his sword connecting with the Cockroach Imagin. It never hit the ground as it exploded. Momotaros shot past the Imagin as it exploded and wished there was someone with a camera to get what he knew was an awesome image.

"Oh, that was great!" Momotaros shouted as he removed the belt, leaving just him possessing Ryotaro. Momotaros screamed in excitement but he was drowned out by a little boy crying.

"Hey, quit crying." Momotaros said. "I'm trying to celebrate a beautiful fight."

The child responded by crying louder. Momotaros tried to ignore it but was quickly irritated.

Momotaros, calm down. He's just scared. Ryotaro said.

"I said stop crying!" Momotaros shouted, going up to the boy. At that moment, the boy's mother came by.

"Don't you dear hurt my son." the mom yelled as she ran towards the two.

"I wasn't going to hurt him." Momotaros said. "At least not worse than he'd get seeing your baggy face."

That was a huge mistake as the woman looked at the Momotaros-possessed Ryotaro in shock… then with fury. One deliberately aimed kick and… well, Momotaros and Ryotaro weren't going to go horseback riding anytime soon.

"Now look what you did!" Hana said as she smacked Momotaros on the head.

"AH! Don't do that! I already hurt." Momotaros said.

"The difference is that Ryotaro didn't feel that." Hana said.

"That mother must've been super strong to have hurt Momotaros so much." Kintaros said. "Her strength made you cry."

"SHUT UP BEAR!" Momotaros said.

Momotaros was lying down on one of the dining car's benches, an ice bag on his front. Naomi was making him a pudding while the other Imagin went about their business: Kintaros sleeping, Urataros reading, and Ryutaros playing… specifically, bouncing a ball… and looking at Momotaros with evil glee.

Urataros saw the malevolent glee, which Ryutaros felt and returned the gaze. Urataros nodded with a smirk. Trying to appear from looking too happy, Ryutaros continued bouncing his ball and walking towards Momotaros. Because this was not the first time he met Ryutaros, Momotaros eyed him with suspicion. Ryutaros just kept bouncing until he knew he was at the spot where, if he bounced the ball super hard, it would land on a spot that would give the biggest reaction. He bounced it super hard.

*Boing*

*Boing*

*Thud*

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Momotaros yelled.

What happened next was what could conservatively be called an Imagin Melee. Momotaros attacked Ryutaros, shouting the vilest obscenities he could think of. The fighting soon disturbed, then involved, Urataros and Kintaros and it only took the effort of Hana to separate them into separate corners. She did this while pouring soap in Momotaros' mouth to teach him about swearing. Soon, peace returned as Hana sat down and rubbed her temples.

It was only then did she notice Kintaros hiccupping bubbles.