The lizard had been waiting for him. Tentomon felt sorry about it. The day had been so busy he really did not expect to get there so late. At least, he'd managed it. Agumon jumped excitedly from his rock when the red and grey beetle landed. Tentomon apologized profusely, but the orange child just shook his head and smiled, happy to see his friend.
"So, what did you want me to get over here for, anyway?" the insect asked.
"Well, you see..."
Agumon grabbed one of Tentomon's claws and dragged him inside his lair. There he pointed to a pile of reddish spheroids whose colours was made even more vivid by the setting sun shining down in the cave. Tentomon buzzed nervously.
"I got a hold of all these, but you know I can't cook meatfruit to save my life," Agumon explained, his foot twisting around nervously.
"You could have told me you wanted me over for dinner," Tentomon commented. "I'd have made sure to get here sooner. It's pretty late. I'll have to stay over for the night if I do that now."
"No problem, no problem at all!" Agumon answered eagerly.
He was about to add something, but stopped and decided to shut up instead. Tentomon chuckled to himself and began to singe some of the fruit with his Petit Thunder. His antennae twitched.
"You know," he commented. "If you wanted me to come over so we could spend some time together, you could just have told me so."
In his back, Agumon blushed, glad that the other could not see him.