HI this is my first fan-fic...um, let's see. From what I had seen, here's my disclaimer:
I don't own Digimon, or the Little Mermaid yada-yada... but I do own my own, actually, my mom paid for it all, so...anyway on with the TAKARI!
It was foggy, the sun could barely past it's glow through the setting fogs that morning. Soon, the scene descends onto were the foggy barely skims over the surface of the ocean. Two dolphins popped up from the watery deep and began chatting.
Their "dolphin conversation" was cut short, as a huge massive object parted the waves, making the dolphins hide. As they hid, this could be seen that this was no object, for it was...a ship! The dolphins poked their heads out, so they could see who inhabited the boat. Of course, to them it was obvious there were humans inside, but which humans? The dolphins made no haste as they submerged again into the water, afraid of what was to come...
"Ah, isn't this great," a bright young youth of the age 15, asked no one in particular. His piercing cerulean blue eyes scanned the scenery, while his blond hair began to flow along with the wind, though hardly since it was a very short cut. Tugging on his fisherman's hat, he grinned and smelled the air.
"I'll say," another voice said as he flew onto the blonde's head, landing on his hat. "It's foggy, but that sea air smells good," he added, flapping his orange bat wings up and down. His wings seemed to be also his own ears, for his body was small...in the shape of a guinea pig that was orange with a white underside. "It's too bad Matt doesn't feel the same way, T.K."
"Yeah Patamon, I just hope he's alright," T.K. sighed, looking back towards his brother, Matt, who was retching over the side of the boat. Luckily, his Fiance', Mimi, was there to comfort him in his dire need.
"No need to worry, groan, guys," Matt replied putting on a smile for his brother, and the concerned Patamon. Soon, Gabumon appeared with some herbal tea, and a fish...that was still alive.
"Don't worry Prince Matt! I heard that after you rub a live fish on your head, and then drink tea, you'll be cured..." he grinned, holding up the two objects. Matt began to throw up once again at the sight of the live fish still squirming.
While, Mimi and Gabumon were trying to figure out what to do, T.K. had sighed. "Sometimes, I wish I weren't a prince Patamon. The whole "you must get married deal," is so saddening...I want to have adventures out at sea, and who knows, I might find that girl I would have to marry," he smiled. Patamon agreed, as the fish that Gabumon was holding slipped out of his claws.
The fish jumped up into the air and went over the side, falling into the ocean. Looking back up from under the water, the fish sighed with relief before going towards deeper into the ocean...
Okay how was that? Now please R&R, be honest this is my first story!
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