Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon

Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon

A/n- okay, this is possibly my third humor after "Yu Yu Computer Chaos" and "Chikorita Confusion"…well, Tai opens a therapy center to earn money for getting rollerblades, yadda yadda.

To Tashani

The Tai Therapy

"Mom!  It's on sale for 45% off!" Taichi Yagami begged, pointing at a pair of rollerblades winking at him teasingly thru a store window.

"No, Taichi, for the last time, no." his mom answered firmly.

Hikari pointed at a bestselling book in a bookshop, "Why not get a good book instead?"

Taichi snorted, "As if."

~*~

"You're WHAT?!" Sora yelled in Taichi's face.

"I'm opening a therapy center." He replied happily, setting up a small wooden stand that said, "Lemonade 10 cents The Tai Therapy 25 cents"

"You?  Who never listens to anyone's problems?" Koushirou laughed.

Taichi glared at him, "Shut up."

Yamato remarked, "You?  Who I once said had ice running thru your veins?"

Taichi glared at him too, "Shut up."

Sora joined in, "You?  Who has hair twice the size of your brain?"

Taichi glared at her too, "SHUT UP."

~*~

Taichi folded his hands together and looked out of his little wooden stand.  "No one's coming…weird." He said to himself.  "I thought they'd be coming in by the hordes."

Just then a figure skipped past the stand.  Taichi immediately recognized the burgundy hair and goggles.

"Hey Daisuke!" he shouted, "Wanna be my first customer?"

The boy looked past his shoulder at Taichi, "Therapy center?…thanks but no thanks." And walked away.

"You'll regret it!" Taichi called after him, "I mean it!"

~*~

"A whole hour wasted." Taichi grumbled to himself.

A hour had passed and still no one had came to his stand.  After Daisuke passed, Miyako had strode past also, but she too, refused.

Then another familiar face came into view.

"Takeru!" Taichi called, waving his hand.

Takeru looked up, "Taichi?"

Taichi perched himself on the stool, tall and confident (he thinks).  "Wanna be my first—and this is serious, folks, first!—ever customer?"

Takeru looked up at the sign, "Therapy?  Um…you're a therapist?"

Taichi coughed, "Not professionally, but soon."

"Er…right.  Well, I gotta go.  See ya later." And without a second glance, Takeru hurried away also.

~*~

Taichi was snoozing in the afternoon sun, since no one had came by since Takeru, which was about a hour ago.

There was a sudden, "Mister, hey mister!" and Taichi's head snapped up. 

A customer?

It was a little boy, staring at him, "Why are you sleepin'?" he asked, thumb in mouth.

Taichi sighed, "Never mind that.  Now run along, go play in the sandbox or something."

The little boy stared at Taichi some more, "Wuzzat you have on your head?"

"My headband."

"No, the brown fuzzy stuff."

Taichi's face grew red, "THAT'S MY HAIR."

"Oh." The little boy nodded slowly and walked away.

~*~

Now it's been another hour, and so far no one has passed by since the little boy except Iori, who Taichi had presumed would've refused to therapy too.

"So, no customers?" a teasing voice sounded from behind him.

Taichi groaned and turned around to face Sora Takenouchi.  "Don't need to rub it in."

"Can't say I'm surprised." Sora taunted. "After all, who wants to pay a quarter for therapy from an immature boy when they can get it for free at school or something?"

Taichi retorted, "Well, I can probably understand them better than adults.  You know, like about love problems." At the word "love" he glowered at Sora.

Sora's face colored, "A-ah, whatever, Taichi.  Later days." And she left.

~*~

"Doin' good?" Hikari asked.

"Oh yeah, just great.  Tons of customers." Taichi replied sarcastically.

"I can tell." Hikari nodded.

Taichi sighed, "Just leave me alone, wouldja?"

Hikari giggled, "Okay, okay, fine…I was about to offer advertising but, if you insist…" she shrugged.

"What didja say about advertising?" Taichi perked up.

"Welllllll," Hikari drawled, "I'm a pretty good photographer, and I can take pictures of you with *cough* patients *cough* and scan it in the computer, then have Koushirou print it out as a brochure and hand it out."

Taichi looked at her, wide-eyed, "You would do that for me?  Seriously?"

"Anything as long you'll be my slave for a month." Hikari grinned.

"Fine, fine." He sighed.

~*~

"I want the photo of me super-sized on the front of the brochure." Taichi instructed.

Koushirou sighed, "This is the largest it could go, Taichi."

"Here, I'll make it go bigger." Taichi grabbed the mouse from Koushirou and skated it over the pad.

Koushirou's eyes followed the cursor on the screen and suddenly screamed, "NOT THAT BUTTON, TAICHIIII!"

"Oooooops." Taichi grinned sheepishly as the computer screen went blank.

Hikari punched the power button and the computer rebooted.

But another horrifying mistake was soon to be found.

"TAICHI YOU DESTROYED ALL MY FILES!" Koushirou screamed.

~*~

"Aw c'mon Koushirou, it was an accident!" Taichi tried to explain to his friend as they walked back from the repair shop.

Koushirou was ignoring him and his fists were clenched at his sides.

"Koushirouuuuu!" Taichi whined.  "It was a DAMN mistake!"

Hikari whirled around, "Taichi!"

Koushirou said thru gritted teeth, "Don't go cussin' cuz you messed up my laptop and all the important files on it and all the school reports I'm supposed to turn in and all the major stuff on it.  You can just grab a knife and give it to me."

~*~

"Please please please Jyou?" Taichi begged on his knees.

Jyou Kido looked at him skeptically, "You sure you wont break my computer?"

Taichi nodded fervently, "'course I'm sure!  I'm so sure I'm sure!"

Jyou sighed, "Well then, I suppose."

Hikari whispered, "Careful, he always says he's sure and then—KABLAM—something goes wrong for sure."

Jyou looked at Hikari.  "Thanks for the tip.  I'll keep that in mind…definitely."

~*~

"You said you wont break my computer!" Jyou sputtered.  "Now you crashed all the files including the fifty-pages long school report I'm supposed to turn in tomorrow!"

Taichi looked shamefacedly at the ground and mumbled, "I said sorry."

"You think that'd help bring back my files?" Jyou shouted.

Hikari held up a hand, "Now, calm down, Jyou.  And Taichi, I dunno how you're supposed to repay Jyou but maybe you can try writing a note to Jyou's teacher explaining why his file got erased."

"FIFTY-PAGES!" Jyou continued moaning.

~*~

"Okay, I suppose we can forget the brochure part." Hikari sighed as she crossed another name off the list.  (Here's what the list looked like:

-People willing to help with brochure idea:

Koushirou Izumi

Jyou Kido

Yamato Ishida

Sora Takenouchi

Miyako Inoue

Takeru Takashi

Iori Hida

Daisuke Motomiya)

Taichi nodded grimly.  "Let's try something else then."

A/n- OMG, this is so ridiculously short!  But I dunno how to continue it…so if you have any ideas for Taichi's get-moolah-fast method, please review or email me at DigimonGoddess@aol.com!

Later dayz

CyberSerpent .~