"I don't wanna go to bed, Daddy!" a small girl sobbed and hugged a plush toy that resembled a Gatomon. She had a small pair of useless wings and a mane of spiky, blonde hair.

"Neither do I," her father, also known as the Warrior of Flame, Agunimon sighed and crossed his arms. "But your mother said it was time for bed, so it's bed time."

"But I'm not sleepy!" she protested and jumped off of her bed. Agunimon grumbled to himself and made a quick lunge for her. Her size was an advantage in this situation, and she hopped to the side.

"I don't care if you're sleepy or not! I want to sleep, Breezemon!" he yelled back and made another swipe at her. He managed to get ahold of her shirt this time and pulled her back to him.

"Why don't you bother Flamon about this first?" Breezemon whined and glared at him with her violet eyes. "I bet he's tired."

"Your mom's putting him to bed right now. I remember the good ol' days when she used to do that with you…" Agunimon reminisced for only a second. This was enough time for the little girl to squirm free of her father's grasp and bolt out of her room. "Hey! Get back here you brat!"

"Mommy! Daddy called me a bad word!" the winged girl shouted and ducked into the room next to hers.

"I did not!" the Warrior of Flame objected and ran in after her. It was only after doing this did he realize it was a bad idea.

Breezemon was now cowering behind her mother's boot. Her mother, Kazemon, was glaring at Agunimon now. He flinched and skidded to a stop.

"Daddy called me a brat!" the small blonde pouted and squeezed her Gatomon plush.

"Why am I not surprised?" Kazemon sighed and rolled her eyes. "You two do this every night."

"We do not!" the two argued in unison quite loudly.

"And as usual, get out before you wake up Flamon!" she commanded them harshly and shoved them both out of the room.

"Oh, and dear-"The door slammed shut in Agunimon's face before he could finish the statement. "I'll, uh… tell you later…"

"Alright. Bed time you," Agunimon growled and picked his daughter up by the back of her shirt.

"Hey! Put me down, Daddy!" she complained and flailed about wildly. He ignored her until they were back in her room, and once they were in it he tossed her onto her bed and sat down on the edge of it.

"Let me make one thing clear here, kiddo," the horned Digimon stated and narrowed his eyes, "We are not going to continue this 'active' bed time routine. If you have a problem, don't run around like a madman. Just tell me, got it?"

Breezemon nodded slowly to show that she understood. "Good. Now what's wrong with you?"

"Uh…" she diverted her attention to other things in the room. Agunimon sighed and poked her tiny stomach. She stumbled back a bit, then refocused on the topic.

"C'mon, sweetie," he urged her gently. Her eyes suddenly got very cloudy.

"I'M SCARED OF THE DARK!" she cried and burst out in tears. Agunimon cringed at how heavily she was crying. Kazemon had done this once, but it was for a really stupid reason. Well, a stupid reason in his opinion anyways. Something like losing her wedding ring. Nothing big.

"Well that's not too bad…" he replied promptly. "I mean, we have fire so it's alright."

"Wh-what?" she sniffed as he father gave her a hug.

"You know, our Element. It's Fire." He felt the need for a demonstration and held out his hand. In his palm, a small fireball formed. "See?"

"Wow!" her eyes twinkled at the sight of the orange orb. She reached out to touch it, but the flames dispersed before she could even get remotely close to it. "Where'd it go?"

"The flames went out; no biggie," Agunimon grinned. Breezemon started to tear up again.

"But without the fire, my room's dark!" she bawled again. Her father mentally kicked himself for being so stupid.

"Wait, wait, wait!" he exclaimed, capturing her attention. "I have an idea!"

He handed her the small toy she had been holding earlier and stood up, quickly dashing out of the room. After a moment, he came back in with a candle.

Agunimon then set it next to her bed and, with a flick of his fingers, set the wick aflame. The small flare flickered dimly, but lit a small area around it.

"There! How's that?" he beamed. He didn't get a reply because Breezemon was already out cold. At the sight of the sleeping girl, he snickered to himself and tucked her in.

"Good night, kiddo."


And there you have it! I've been wanting to put something like this up forever! I know it's short, but you have to admit, it's pretty cute. Also, I've always thought of Agunimon and Kazemon acting like the way they did. That type of personality just stuck with me.

But enough about me. Thanks for reading! Please remember to review!

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