The Digi-Shorts
Story 1 – The visit to the human world
Please note: This story is not meant to be racial in anyway. This is how I would think a digimon would see the world.
As the portal opened, many digimon were there to meet the noble Fangmon, "Fangmon, Fangmon! They want to hear what you saw." A gabumon asked. "I will explain everything I saw." The Fangmon walked up onto the pedestal.
"BEHOLD! The noble Fangmon!" He took to the stage. The crowd of digimon asked question after question. "Calm yourself I'll tell you what I saw. It starts with the size, shape, and colors of these humans." "Oh really? What are they like?" A digimon said from the back. Fangmon cleared his throat then continued. "Some humans where colored funny. They had consistency in colors ranging from dark to light. Some where whiter than snow, Some looked tan, some were peach, others were brown, and some looked like they had been left in the oven for much to long. And one color I didn't understand was some were red."
"WOW! What about the shaped?" A small Tanemon asked. "Well my small friend. There shapes did not range like ours. Now there were those who were like sticks, and others who were round, like a ball. Some were like a sand timer, others had big chests and bottoms." "They could be any shape if they tried I bet." A Unimon up in front said.
The Fangmon looked and smiled, "I would be surprised. You know humans have attacks too?" The crowd of digimon roared. "Calm yourselves! They have attacks that come in many ways. They can hit you and make you fall to the ground. They have blades that make you bleed heavily, they have strangely shaped claws that can cut. And a strange device that comes in many shapes, that can make you suffer a horrible death, or it can kill you in one shot." "When do they learn these attacks?" A large Kabuterimon asked from the mid section. "Well, anytime really." The Fangmon replied.
"They can make many noises and many have different voices, like some sound high pitched, others very low, and some can be monotone." The Fangmon said.
"But now I have saved the best for last. The sizes!" "Why would that be the best?" An Impmon asked. "Because with sizes comes powers." The digimon yelled and screamed with excitement. "Humans can be tall, short, and tiny. But that's not all the smaller they are the more power they have." "What, but doesn't that mean the human is younger?" An elecmon asked. "Yes, but when they just reach the older age, they have a lot less power, these are called teenagers!"
The digimon crowed gasped "Yes, but when they are young they call them, oldest to youngest, kids, toddlers, and babies! When they are kids they have less power but still over the teens, they are strong. When they are toddlers and in a place they call a store, where they get there food and other things from, they will scream at the top of there lungs for a thing called chocolate. They do it until they get what they want. And some of the elders, they can withstand the horrible cry of power, but most give in, and the toddlers get what they want."
"But what about the babies?" A botamon asked "Well this is the best part. When I was in a human dwelling, there was a baby there. When it slept it looked cute. But when it would scream a scream like claws on a chalkboard, it could kill you." "But how they look so defenseless, kyu?" A cutemon asked "Because it was a summons. When they would be asleep in want they called a crib, they would scream when woken, and it would summon the most horrible monster in the human world" "What is it?" The crowed roared with excitement.
"A MOM!"