AN: In the old Digimon World game for Playstation one, it always bothered me that their food source, "meat", was farmed. It grew from the ground as a plant! Just... What was it really?
The digimon called it meat, but the young trainer wasn't so sure as he knelt next to the small plot of tilled soil, scrutinizing each stalk carefully. Whatever it was the digis were growing, it looked for all the world like juicy, tender, legs of roasted mutton. If only they weren't sprouting from the ground on stems, growing like a garden of surreal flowers... Then the illusion would be complete.
Realistic as they were, the trainer refused to believe that a perfectly cooked, mouthwatering hunk of meat could ever come from a plant. He had never tried the planty meat himself, but he was convinced it was some sort of cruel joke. Like it would get you excited, looking forward to the carnivore-friendly meal you would expect, then reveal that it was actually a large, specially formed hunk of tofu. How sick, how twisted...
Meat-producing plants, meat seedlings, meat farms. It wasn't right! What's next, he thought, corn that bleats and tomatoes that moo?
The trainer shifted into a more comfortable, cross-legged position as his limbs started to go numb. Discomfort wouldn't distract him, he wouldn't let it. No matter what happened, no matter how long it took, he would unravel the mystery of the digimeat. Where did it come from? What was it really? The truth would out!
In his scientific fervor, the trainer was unaware of the two pairs of eyes that watched him from across the city.
"What's wrong with him, Tanemon? Is he sick?"
"I don't know, Augumon. All I did was tell him I was growing meat. He looked at me like I was crazy and hasn't moved since. I don't think he believed me."
"He didn't believe you? That's silly. Where does he think meat comes from, animals?"
AN: To be honest, I think corn that bleated like sheep would be pretty cool. Mooing tomatoes too. Imagine the awesome pranks you could pull by hiding those! ... Man, I'm a dork.