Tamara Caitlyn: Hey everyone! A fan fiction about me and my friends getting our very own digimon! Yay! I know in the story we're triplets, but in real life, we are just close friends.

Mimi: Hey Tabby! How ya doin'? Haven't seen you in school.

Tamara Caitlyn: Yeah……….Kinda got head lice. Not allowed in the school.

Chelsey: What! Poor Tabby. Miss ya. OH! Your brother's haircut is funny! Couldn't stop laughing!

Mimi: Ha-ha! Yeah!

Travis: Disclaimer! Disclaimer!

Tamara Caitlyn: Don't want us to talk bout' ya?

Travis: Disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, or Mimi and Chelsey. God owns them! But I think I can say I own myself! Ha!

Tamara Caitlyn: Megruff is a merging of my, Chelsey, and Mimi's last names, Ruff, Medford, Griggs.

"talking"

'thinking'

Tabby (Tabitha), Chelsey, and Mimi (Michelle) Megruff, were walking through the park, goofing off after school. At school, they were known as the crazy trio, and lived up to that name proudly. It was a sunny afternoon, no clouds in a deep blue sky. (A/N: I know, cheesy and sort of gay.) They went to their normal hideout. Their hideout was just a circle of bushes that was big enough for them to sit down in. Today when they got there however, there where three eggs.

One egg was pure pink, one was light purple with white at the top, and the last was light green with black at the bottom and hot pink at the top. Tabby was the first to pick one up. She picked the light green egg. Mimi chose the pure pink, and Chelsey chose the last one. As soon as their skin made contact with the egg, a device fell on their heads. They picked up the device that hit them, off the ground. It looked like a walkie-talkie. Tabby's was deep purple at the handgrips, white everywhere else. Mimi had brown handgrips, and Chelsey had gold handgrips.

"What are these things?" ask Tabby.

"Don't know, but we need to go, we've been here too long, mom's going to worry." the ever bossy Chelsey said.

"Ok. Let's go home!" Mimi, the oldest, said. (A/N: Mimi-Oldest, Tabby-Middle, Chelsey-Youngest)

They ran home, carrying the eggs and strange devices.

Tamara Caitlyn: It's too short! Why is it so short?

Chelsey: Cause you're a beginner. And because you want to make sure you finish it. You never finish your stories. Proven fact. Just look at your notebook.

Tamara Caitlyn: Oh yeah. Well rate and review. Yay! My first reviews! *happy dance*

Mimi: I am the oldest by the way. I'm fifteen. Tabby and Chelsey are thirteen. How old are we in this fan fiction anyway?

Tamara Caitlyn: Hmm. I don't know. Thirteen I guess. And the thing about the crazy trio. It's true. That's our title at school. Well goodbye. Wave everybody.

Everybody but Travis: *Waves franticly*