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"'It all began one summer' No, that doesn't sound right." Takeru Takaishi pressed the back-space button and found himself face to face with a blank screen once again. He made a face out of frustration as he couldn't figure out just how to start.
"Takeru? What are you doing?" A sleepy Patamon asked as he flew from the bed and landed on Takeru's head. Patamon rubbed his eyes and found no answer on the screen before him so looked down at the boy.
"Trying to write a story." Takeru informed his partner digimon as he brought him down from his head and into a hug.
"What kind of story?"
"A story about us, a story about our friends, a story about our adventures."
"That sounds interesting! But," Patamon turned to the blank screen, "How come nothing's written yet?"
"Well, you see, that's the problem. I just don't know where to begin," Takeru sighed.
The two sat in silence for a few moments. Memories of all that they had gone through, the good, the bad and everything in between, rushed through their mines. They had definitely gone through a lot in the span of only so many years. And all of it is unforgettable.
"Why don't you just start writing Takeru?" Patamon's suggestion caught Takeru off guard. He looked at the digimon on his lap questioningly. "Don't you think that would be fine? Beginnings are always sudden that's how life is after all."
"Beginnings are always sudden, huh." Takeru repeated. Like how they up in the digital world all of a sudden. How they suddenly met their partner digimon and went on an adventure. But it's not only that. It's how Taichi gets serious on the soccer, and how Yamato picked up a bass. It's how Sora swings her tennis racket forcefully and how Mimi's hair has stars in it. It's how Koushiro talks to people that aren't just online and how Jou takes responsibility even when he's afraid. It's how Daisuke knows when to be a leader and how Ken knows how to help a friend. It's how Miyako took Ken's hand (and heart) and how Iori stands up for his beliefs. It's how Hikari and Takeru grew up.
Takeru smiled. "Thanks Patamon. You're right, some of our best moments just happen."
Author's note: Just so you guys know, this a series of interlocking one-shots written by my sister and me; yeah, surprise, surprise. Two people are writing these; HAHA. It's all good though. Just enjoy them, 'kay guys?
