Warning! This is a track back! (A track back is something that I have already written and have sent to other sites on the net. The characters in a track back can be seen in some of my other stories so this notice is here so that people will not get confused with it… Ex: Jimmy Warmers is in A Digimon Christmas but in this story Impmon meets him for the first time.) I am doing the same thing with the stories about Miromimon, Kaori and Impy!

Thank you that is all…

A Prank to Remember

Chapter 1

The summer sun was warm and welcoming. The quiet breeze was refreshing and calm. People wandered along the streets of Shinjuku with not a care in the world. The children were out for what little summer they had left and the adults were enjoying the warmth before winter came.

Humans walked down the street, into and out of West Shinjuku Park. It was a truly calm day. Someone could merely sit in a tree and let their problems settle. Or they could watch other people splashing around in the water letting their problems wash away.

A breeze flushed the leaves of the trees. Laughter could be heard from underneath the trunk. Rika and Renamon were sitting by the water next to Henry. Terriermon, Guilmon, Calumon, Kazu, Guardromon and Jeri were slashing around in the water. Takato had gone home to get some bread for everybody. Suzie was underneath the tree trunk with Lopmon. Kenta was with his Digimon, MarineAngemon, beside another tree trying to strategize their card swipes and plans.

All was quiet.

Bored with the view he stood up and jumped to another tree. He went like that for a while. Jumping from one to the other with the elegance of a cat yet not being one himself. He leapt onto one of the lamps and then swung down so that he was now standing on the ground.

He placed his hands behind his head and walked with his legs kicking high in the air. It was a little bit boring in the daylight. He knew that there were some couples out but it wasn't dark enough to surprise them like a monster. He sighed and continued down the road.

Takato ran up and bumped into him. They were both sent back.

"Sorry, Impmon. I didn't mean to do that." He pulled out a piece of bread form the bag he was carrying and handed it along with two creampuffs to Impmon. "Here you go. These ones are yours."

As Impmon took them Takato stood up and ran back to the park waving goodbye.

Impmon rubbed the smile on his belly and sighed. He popped the food into his mouth and wiped the crumbs off of his red gloves and bandana. Impmon's purple arms reached back and touched his head again as he continued on his walk.

People stared at him as he walked by with only a slight bit of fear. They had most likely seen him before. He had given himself a little bit of a reputation after the D-Reaper incident. People now knew who he was but the sight of him gave them a little bit of a shock. Everyone had seen what he had transformed into. Beelzemon. And he was a little bit scary even though he had helped to save them.

"Get back here!"

Impmon turned around and was almost trampled down by the stampeding feet of children as they ran past him.

"Leave me alone!" One child had blonde hair and a furrowed blonde brow. His face was very childish even though he looked to be about the same age as Takato and everyone else. He wore a red and black striped t-shirt with a pair of blue jeans and black sneakers.

"I said get back here!" The children chasing him were much larger and looked mean. "You think that you can pull a prank on me and not get a beating you rotten brat! I'll get you for that!"

"But it was only a buzzer!"

"It stung!"

"Your sensitive! Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Impmon watched as the larger kid sped up and jumped onto the blonde haired one. "Sensitive am I? Then you must be the king because this is really going to hurt!" The kid readied his fist and the boy he held said one last thing before the fist closed.

"If I'm the king then you're my filthy subject hahahahahaha!"

"Badaboom!"

The boy jumped back and patted his shoulder. "Ah! My shoulder! Hot, hot, hot, hot hot! " He looked back at the boy. "What the heck did you do?"

"I… I didn't do it…"

"Not another prank! So you think you can get me eh? Jimmy? Is that what you think?"

"But… I really didn't do it this time. Although," he laughed, "it was pretty funny watching you pat your arm like that. I admire the person who came up with that…"

"Then you admire me."

They both looked back past the rest of the cronies. They looked at a short kid with large purple ears. His skin was purple too and he had a smile on his stomach. His green eyes glimmered in the sunlight. The kid wore a red bandana and red gloves whereas he only had three fingers. His mouth twisted into a smile and a fang could be seen just below his lower lip.

"Halloween's not for another few months stupid. What's with that dumb costume?"

"Who're you calling stupid you smelly human!"

"Smelly human huh? What? Are you higher than the rest of us?"

"Duh."

"No one is higher than me!"

"Apparently that's only your opinion."

The boy clenched his fists and looked at the blonde. "A friend of yours?"

He shook his head. "Never seen him before."

"Then consider yourself lucky because while I'm pummeling him you still have time to think about how you're going to apologize to me. By the way, I like chocolate chip cookies." He snickered, laughed and turned back to the purple kid. "Any last words"

"Ya." He waved his hand in front of his nose. "Did you fart or something? Because I can smell you all the way over here."

"That's it!" The bully charged the purple kid with his fists ready. "Get ready to be hurt!"

"Ya, you should…" The kid raised his finger and ignited a small fireball.

The boy stopped dead in his tracks. He stared at the fire and at the little kid. "How are you doing that?"

"Uh… Boss?"

He looked back to one of the cronies. "What?"

"I've seen that kid before. On TV"

"What is he? A celebrity?"

"No…" He shook his head a little bit and looked at the purple kid. "He's Impmon… You know… From the D-Reaper thing… He's the smaller form of that big guy with the guns."

"You're lying."

The boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of Digimon cards. He shuffled through and selected one from the center of the deck. He pulled it out and gave it to the larger boy. The bully took it and stared at the card.

A picture of the purple kid with a huge ball of fire in between his hands was on the card. He was smiling wickedly just as he was at that moment. The boy looked at the card. Then at Impmon then back at the card. "It can't be… A Digimon?"

"What? You think the media made that D-Reaper thing up or something?"

The boy dropped the card and tore down the street. "It's a Digimon! It's that guy from the TV! Run!" The other boys followed him. All except for the boy with blonde hair they had been chasing in the first place.

He walked forward and took the card that the older boy had dropped. As he looked at it he smiled. "Nice was a nice trick you pulled back there."

"Trick?"

"Ya. Making that idiot that that you were a Digimon. Nice one. By the way, where'd you get the costume? It looks so real. But there are obvious defects that he didn't see. I can see them."

"What defects?"

"Well for one thing that the fur is far too matted onto the head. It should be sticking up a little bit. It looks like you only just glued it down. Plus that fire is made from a gas powered machine in the glove. It's so obvious. I made a costume like that for my little brother as well."

"Costume! This isn't a costume! Isn't it obvious? I am a Digimon!"

"Sure you are…" The blonde boy crossed over and pulled on Impmon's head.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

He stepped back. "It… Its not fake… That your real head!"

"Of course it is!"

"Then you really are…" he looked at the card in his hand and then back at Impmon.

"A Digimon, yes. The name's Impmon."

The boy was a little hesitant. "Thanks for… uh, helping me out there… Impmon. I'm Jimmy Warmers."