Patamon: Professional Cab Driver.
By Boss Reo
"Taxi!" the man ran into the street to stop the oncoming cab, the yellow transport slowed to a stop and let the man in.
"28th and third and step on it!" The man demanded, adjusting his hat. In the drivers seat he saw a small, brown mouse-like animal with bat wings coming out of its head (to make this even cuter, he's wearing a little cabby's hat.)
"You got it!" The digimon replied. His little foot pressed on the gas pedal and the car drove off in a thunder of screeches and engine sounds. "You gotta go to work huh?" the small monster asked, trying to make conversation while running over pedestrians. "Uh, yeah." the man answered, looking at the driver ID that said, "Hello, My name is Patamon", and a little shocked as he looked out the window to see a hot-dog cart get smashed. "I'm an employee at the bank." "So whattaya do exactly?" Patamon wondered.
Suddenly the sound of a man screaming filled the air and the cab jumped up as it drove over something. "Err... I'm a loan officer." a woman hit the windshield and flew over the cab. "Aww, that's a nice job. A really good bank, I've been there before." The little digimon suddenly made a sharp left turn and the cab tires squealed loudly as it turns through an intersection.
"HEY! I'M WALKIN' HERE!" a pedestrian shouted. "YOU DON'T BELONG ON THE STREETS!" Patamon yelled back. Soon the cab stopped at a busy street and was caught in a traffic jam. "Oh damn! I'm going to be late again!" The passenger worried. Patamon knew he didn't want his customer to be unsatisfied, and he was, after all, voted best cab driver in New York.
"Don't worry sir!" Patamon squeaked, "I know a shortcut!" He hit the gas and road into Central Park.
"This is a nice park. Too many pokemon though. OOH look! A pikachu!"
WOOMP!
"I hate those damn things." patamon said.
WOOMP!
"That was a big one."
WOOMP! WOOMP!
"Gotta watch out for those digletts." Patamon stated. Soon the digimon's cab found it's way onto the streets as it burst through some bushes and onto 4th street. "Almost there sir!" The monster said to his passenger. Suddenly a red light appeared and the cab screeched to a halt in front of a pikachu crossing the road. "Pika! pika!" "Up yours ya digimon rip off! BOOM BUBBLE!" Patamon burped up a big bubble that sent the dumb pokemon flying.
"I always hate those things." The little digimon anxiously drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, waiting for the light to turn green. His tiny foot pushed on the gas pedal, revving the engine to a mighty roar. The man looked nervously at the light, then at Patamon, then at the light again. "Uh… e… excuse me but…" The light suddenly turned green. "Here we go, sir!" Patamon pressed on the gas, and the cab burned along the street in a yellow blur. The man was pinned to the seat due to the g-force as the winged monster plowed through pedestrians and traffic. Patamon looked at the oncoming street signs made a sharp right, then a sharp left. Although an unfortunate mime would say otherwise. The cab drove through traffic in a blur of yellow metal.
Suddenly, Patamon jammed his little foot on the brakes with all his might, and the cab screeched loudly to a halt. DING! "Okay sir, we're here!" Patamon squeaked with a smile as he looked at his toll. "That'll be four dollars and fifty cents." The handed Patamon his fare with an extremely shaky hand and walked staggardly into the bank. Patamon waved as the man walked the entrance of the bank. Then he drove his cab back out into the busy streets of New York, looking for his next fare.
Th'End!
