This is a story I randomly thought up when I was bored. It takes place at some point after the d-reaper incident because it makes my life easier, the title is based on an audiobook I like about "assorted fake facts." If there are any inconsistencies with the actual show, then I don't care

I claim ownership of nothing but the story, krane, and all the flaws in my logic.

Krane Ashfield woke up feeling very peculiar. He sat up and the first thing he noticed was that he wasn't in bed. THe second thing was that he wasn't at home. The third thing really woke him up.

"When did I grow fur?"

Krane was covered in fur from head to toe. He got up and looked for something reflective. Finding a puddle he saw that he looked familiar. He had vulpine features and a long bushy tail. He had two long, thin, furry ears that slanted backwards. They were mostly red with silver tips. on his front was s silver mane and a silver underbelly. His feet and hands were all silver and had short claws. The rest of his body was a deep red except for the tip of his tail which was silver. His left arm had a dark blue glove with a black vortex on it. His right arm had a black armlet with a large screen, a couple buttons, a groove big enough for a trading card and the word D-7 on it. Krane touched a button and the screen lit up.

"Hello."

Krane couldn't believe the voice.

"Lily Allen?"

"I have millions of possible voices, I just happen to like this one."

"Seriously?"

"Yep, anyway I am a D-7 digivice and I'm here to help you out."

"Does that mean you're a seventh generation digivice?"

Yep."

"What was the sixth?"

"There wasn't one, I just felt like being the seventh."

"You're sentient?"

"Yep."

"How can you help?"

"I can tell you about the two people closing in on your position that want to kill you."

I turned and saw the very last pair of faces I wnated to see right now, a yellow vixen and a redhead with a ponytail. Hoping they hadn't seen me I ducked into an alley only to see the ground I had been previously occupying explode in a shower of ice, they had seen me. I darted up a wall and shot down towards the digimon managing to land a hit on her shoulder. The girl then shouted "It's only a rookie Renamon, you shouldn't have any trouble with it."

I dashed forward and summoned ice around my paws. We exchanged blow after blow and I noticed her slowing down, was that ice on her arms? I gave her a solid blow to the chest and jumped back. I ran through the knowledge i was suddenly acquiring and found I could summon fire.

"I wonder."

I channeled both fire and ice through my paws and got ready to counter renamon as she dashed towards me, power paw at the ready. Our attacks collided and we were flung backwards. I noticed an icy fire consuming her arms and apparently causing her a great deal of pain. I took advantage of her distraction and knocked her out. Searching my brain once more I found an interesting ability. I planted a kiss on her forehead and jumped onto a nearby building. I saw her body begin to glow and I ran off with one thought on my mind.

" She has such a pleasant smell."

I hope you enjoy the story and would appreciate ideas as I tend to lose my ideas half way through a story