Disclaimer:
*Fade into a black roofed studio with a blue tile floor and green pillars*
-Chri Arrgh: Welcome to my fanfic studio. It's a rather lovely building, as far as cyber-structures go. *Crosses over to an aqua-blue stool* If I'm rambling, please accept my apologies. It's a tendency all Elves have. *Smiles* Anyway, today I'll doing my own disclaimer (my guests are still stuck in traffic). You will be seeing a short fic entitled "Digitammamon's Day Off". *Phone rings* Pardon me, we're ever so busy... *runs backstage* Hello? Oh. Yes, I'd be happy to. All right. Love you, too. Bye. *Runs back into view* Sorry about that--*phone rings again* New caller. O.K... Hello Flarex9? No, I don't. Well why don't you just ask Yolei? *Puts his hand over the receiver* This could take a while. In the meantime, enjoy the fic.
Digitammamon's Day Off
Two yellow eyes blink within a dark shell. The egg figure shudders as it hears a crash.
"What has that fool done now?" Digitammamon plodded back into the kitchen.
"Jim?"
"Unnnh...yes...?"
"Why is it dark in here?"
"I banged the freezer, and the lamp fell on me..."
"Well, in that case," the eyes glowed red, "FIX IT!!"
"Maybe you should have an aspirin..." Jim observed.
"That would help-WERE I NOT AN EGG!!"
"Why don't you take the day off, sir?"
"I could use a breather with you morons around...Maybe I will...Tidy up while I'm gone." Without waiting for an answer, he walked into the main room of his diner.
"Bob?" he asked.
"Yes sir, Digitammamon mon?"
"Eh? I'm taking a day off.
"Allright, mon."
"What was your last name again, Marley?"
"Yeah mon!"
Digitammamon stood at the top of the hill.
"Beautiful...So-Ahh--Ag-No-Traction-Must-Ag-Stop-Oof!" Digitammamon crawled to his feet and dusted himself of. At the crest of the hillock, Squirtle laughed and darted out of sight.
"You dare push me down a hill? You'll be tomorrow's soup!" he charged up the hill. "Where are you, you little creep?" A jet of water slammed into him from the side, knocking him over.
"Ah-when-oo-I-Ag-get you-Oof-I'll kill-Ah-You...Little Demon..." Digitammamon raced after the little imp, but stopped at a sign.
-Danger! Crossover Forest!-
Squirtle laughed and slipped between the trees, slapping branched behind it.
"Ow! You'll-YEOW! Pay! Damn-Ag! Turtle!"
"Why are you here?" a deep voice called.
"Eh? What are you?"
"I am Mewtwo..."
"You Pansy!"
"Pardon?"
"You could've killed the Pokemon Masters, but you gave into the writers, didn't you?" the egg queried.
"You're right! Who cares about an anti-climactic epiphany? Come, Mew, we shall rage at the producers at once! Thank you, my friend, I shall always remember what transpired here today. But I-"
"Don't start that mind eraser crap on me!"
"INSOLENT EMBRYO!" Mewtwo bellowed as he backhanded Digitammamon, who went flying. The egg sailed through the air and crashed through the wall of his restaurant, slamming through wall into one of the digidestined.
"IZZY!!" Yolei screamed.
"I'm all right," he replied fixing his onyx gaze on the egg, and levering it off of himself.
"Want that aspirin now, sir?" Jim asked.
"I am never...going outside again..."
*Fade back into the studio in a blue psychedelic wash*
-Chri Arrgh: Well, that's the fic. The reviewing space is now open. Be kind. :) Oh. And before I forget: I do not own digimon, pokemon, or any of the affiliated characters, trademarks, or symbols. Please join me next time, when my guests will be Pope John Paul II, and the Vampire Lestat.
*Fade into a black roofed studio with a blue tile floor and green pillars*
-Chri Arrgh: Welcome to my fanfic studio. It's a rather lovely building, as far as cyber-structures go. *Crosses over to an aqua-blue stool* If I'm rambling, please accept my apologies. It's a tendency all Elves have. *Smiles* Anyway, today I'll doing my own disclaimer (my guests are still stuck in traffic). You will be seeing a short fic entitled "Digitammamon's Day Off". *Phone rings* Pardon me, we're ever so busy... *runs backstage* Hello? Oh. Yes, I'd be happy to. All right. Love you, too. Bye. *Runs back into view* Sorry about that--*phone rings again* New caller. O.K... Hello Flarex9? No, I don't. Well why don't you just ask Yolei? *Puts his hand over the receiver* This could take a while. In the meantime, enjoy the fic.
Digitammamon's Day Off
Two yellow eyes blink within a dark shell. The egg figure shudders as it hears a crash.
"What has that fool done now?" Digitammamon plodded back into the kitchen.
"Jim?"
"Unnnh...yes...?"
"Why is it dark in here?"
"I banged the freezer, and the lamp fell on me..."
"Well, in that case," the eyes glowed red, "FIX IT!!"
"Maybe you should have an aspirin..." Jim observed.
"That would help-WERE I NOT AN EGG!!"
"Why don't you take the day off, sir?"
"I could use a breather with you morons around...Maybe I will...Tidy up while I'm gone." Without waiting for an answer, he walked into the main room of his diner.
"Bob?" he asked.
"Yes sir, Digitammamon mon?"
"Eh? I'm taking a day off.
"Allright, mon."
"What was your last name again, Marley?"
"Yeah mon!"
Digitammamon stood at the top of the hill.
"Beautiful...So-Ahh--Ag-No-Traction-Must-Ag-Stop-Oof!" Digitammamon crawled to his feet and dusted himself of. At the crest of the hillock, Squirtle laughed and darted out of sight.
"You dare push me down a hill? You'll be tomorrow's soup!" he charged up the hill. "Where are you, you little creep?" A jet of water slammed into him from the side, knocking him over.
"Ah-when-oo-I-Ag-get you-Oof-I'll kill-Ah-You...Little Demon..." Digitammamon raced after the little imp, but stopped at a sign.
-Danger! Crossover Forest!-
Squirtle laughed and slipped between the trees, slapping branched behind it.
"Ow! You'll-YEOW! Pay! Damn-Ag! Turtle!"
"Why are you here?" a deep voice called.
"Eh? What are you?"
"I am Mewtwo..."
"You Pansy!"
"Pardon?"
"You could've killed the Pokemon Masters, but you gave into the writers, didn't you?" the egg queried.
"You're right! Who cares about an anti-climactic epiphany? Come, Mew, we shall rage at the producers at once! Thank you, my friend, I shall always remember what transpired here today. But I-"
"Don't start that mind eraser crap on me!"
"INSOLENT EMBRYO!" Mewtwo bellowed as he backhanded Digitammamon, who went flying. The egg sailed through the air and crashed through the wall of his restaurant, slamming through wall into one of the digidestined.
"IZZY!!" Yolei screamed.
"I'm all right," he replied fixing his onyx gaze on the egg, and levering it off of himself.
"Want that aspirin now, sir?" Jim asked.
"I am never...going outside again..."
*Fade back into the studio in a blue psychedelic wash*
-Chri Arrgh: Well, that's the fic. The reviewing space is now open. Be kind. :) Oh. And before I forget: I do not own digimon, pokemon, or any of the affiliated characters, trademarks, or symbols. Please join me next time, when my guests will be Pope John Paul II, and the Vampire Lestat.
