Here it is. The sequel to Uh Oh! This is just the intro. It's short and sweet (just like me)
I want reviews, people, before you get anything else out of me ^_^
Disclaimer: Um, let's see...I don't own or have anything to do with Digimon.
"It's been a long time, hasn't it."
These words were spoken by a tall young woman. Her auburn hair grew to her shoulders, held back by a wide headband. Her eyes were brown and sparkly, and full of mischief, like her smile. She wore a short black skirt, a white blouse, and black strappy sandels. She spoke to the small blue creature on her desk, who was industriously applying himself to wolfing down a piece of cake.
"You bet, Deeanna!" it answered, licking icing off its paws. It spat out a candle."Happy Birthday."
Deeanna laughed.
"DemiVeemon, at least you waited until I blew the candles out, you little bottomless pit!" she teased.
"And your point is?" DemiVeemon asked, before attacking the rest of the cake on his plate.
Deeanna just sighed in mock exasperation, and turned back to her bed. Her travel bag lay open, half filled. She folded her clothing, and placed it inside.
"Are you done yet?" DemiVeemon asked, hopping onto the bed. Deeanna caught him by the scruff of his neck before he could get gooey icing all over her clothes.
"I will be soon, but first, you need a bath." she replied, carrying him into the bathroom. DemiVeemon protested loudly.
The lone candle on what was left of the cake still trailed smoke from where it was imbedded...in a pink icinged 18.
I want reviews, people, before you get anything else out of me ^_^
Disclaimer: Um, let's see...I don't own or have anything to do with Digimon.
"It's been a long time, hasn't it."
These words were spoken by a tall young woman. Her auburn hair grew to her shoulders, held back by a wide headband. Her eyes were brown and sparkly, and full of mischief, like her smile. She wore a short black skirt, a white blouse, and black strappy sandels. She spoke to the small blue creature on her desk, who was industriously applying himself to wolfing down a piece of cake.
"You bet, Deeanna!" it answered, licking icing off its paws. It spat out a candle."Happy Birthday."
Deeanna laughed.
"DemiVeemon, at least you waited until I blew the candles out, you little bottomless pit!" she teased.
"And your point is?" DemiVeemon asked, before attacking the rest of the cake on his plate.
Deeanna just sighed in mock exasperation, and turned back to her bed. Her travel bag lay open, half filled. She folded her clothing, and placed it inside.
"Are you done yet?" DemiVeemon asked, hopping onto the bed. Deeanna caught him by the scruff of his neck before he could get gooey icing all over her clothes.
"I will be soon, but first, you need a bath." she replied, carrying him into the bathroom. DemiVeemon protested loudly.
The lone candle on what was left of the cake still trailed smoke from where it was imbedded...in a pink icinged 18.