With the tanker back safely on its course, the Daimon siblings and Agumon set off towards their home. Tohma joined them after a mile or so down the road, his appearance nearly knocking Masaru off his feet.
Chika kept quiet as Tohma ignored her brother, focusing instead on her. "Chika-chan, do you want to continue our lunch?"
She shook her head, "No, I think I'd rather go home now. If that's okay..."
"Sure, it's okay!" Masaru was already up, a couple feet ahead of everyone. "Mom's probably making dinner right now." He turned, making his way back over to the others, placing a hand on stop of his sister's head. "I'll let you have first dibs, to make up for my behavior today."
Chika looked down, but a smile was present on her face.
Beside the two, Agumon whined, "But Aniki..."
A plate of fried eggs lay in the center of the dinner table, Sayuri scooping up rice into bowls before handing them out. Agumon lifted a claw, his chopsticks ready and poised to strike when a fist came down on his head. The dinosaur cried out, chopsticks falling as the claw instead went to his injured head.
"Aniki! Why'd you do that?!"
Masaru glared, "Chika gets her share first. Be a man and suck it up." He tossed a smile over, "Go on, Chika."
Chika kept her mouth shut, but started to take some fried eggs from the center of the table. When she had a good amount on her plate, Agumon's chopsticks attacked, taking the rest. Half ended up with Masaru, after a good struggle.
Tohma sighed, already used to their antics, when Sayuri placed a separate plate of fried eggs near him and Gaomon. She smiled, not noticing Tohma slipping back into thought. The last few Digimon appearances puzzled him, he needed to find out just why Digimon came to the Real World, why they committed crimes... and why humans were necessary.
Gaomon sneaked a peek at his Master, the plate of eggs sitting in front of him. A glance at the rest of the table showed Agumon and Masaru fighting for the last piece of fried egg while Chika only shook her head at them, her chopsticks bringing food to her mouth.
Hesitantly, he picked up his own chopsticks. Tohma was still lost in thought. Gaomon gulped, not used to being tempted while his Master was nearby, slowly bringing his chopsticks closer to the food. He took a piece of egg, quickly putting it in his mouth before Tohma could see.
His eyes widened as he chewed, slowly, tasting the flavor and wishing he could forever eat just fried eggs until he couldn't anymore. He swallowed, already hungry for more when he found Sayuri looking at him expectantly. He let a smile slip onto his face.
"This is delicious."