Author's Note: Here I am again! The digidestined continue their trip to relaxation, but get way more than they bargained for. I don't own digimon, but apparantly I'm allowed to use it to create fanfiction. Yay!

New York Airport, Luggage retrieval area, 11:10 PM

Yamato Ishida leaned forward and grabbed his bag from the trail. He tried to casually swing it over his shoulder but the bag was simply too big. That, and his balance was off from Sora's – even bigger – bag in his left hand.

'A little help?' Jyou muttered. His face turned slightly red as he put all his effort in trying to retrieve his belongings. The suitcase didn't budge. At all.

'Sorry Jyou, I've got my hands full' Yamato smirked at his friend. After watching him struggle a bit longer, he decided to put both the bags on the floor and help the blunette.

'Thanks' Jyou brought out, now half burried underneath the giant suitcase.

'Why did you bring that much anyway? We're only going for a few weeks'

'Just... stuff, you know. Just the highly neccesary!'

Yamato seriously doubted that. For one, he thought he had overpacked himself, but his bag was still about a quarter of the suitcase's size. Not to mention he had known Jyou for a long time; after being stuck in the digital world with nothing but a telescope, he would never leave the house again without half the contents of his room in his pockets.

'Er, could someone...?' Takeru gestured to the luggage passing us by on the moving trail. Yamato couldn't help but chuckle when he came face to face with his little brother again. He had been lucky; he only needed to carry his own baggage and Sora's handluggage, in which he had temporarily stuffed Tsunomon – the risk of someone seeing him move in such a crowded and high secured place was simply too high.

Takeru on the other hand, was completely packed with his own handluggage (half of it filled with Yamato's stuff), Tokomon, Kari's suitcase, Kari's handbag and Kari's backpack, which she had pushed into her boyfriend's hands when the two girls skipped off to the bathrooms together.

Why do girls always go to the bathroom at the same time anyway?

Ken tried to surpress a smirk at his friend's desperate attempts to lift his baggage off the conveyor-belt despite all of the weight heaving down on his shoulders. Having no luggage of his own yet – apart from his backpack – Ken easily lifted Takeru's bag off and put it down in front of him. Takeru gave him a gratefull look, before caving in under the weight of Kari's bags.

'Thanks Yama. Did you happen to see my luggage?' Sora asked as she lifted her handbag of his shoulder.

'Takeru? You okay?' Kari asked worried, pulling her boyfriend up from the floor.

'Oh yeah, fine' He quickly said, but shot Daisuke, who was laughing his ass off, a deathglare. He didn't notice.

'Good' Kari smiled and picked her bags off the floor with amazing ease, only causing Daisuke to laugh harder. By now Chibomon had rolled out of his bag trying very hard not to move.

Ken was chasing Chibomon who rolled away through the mass of humans legs, Taichi had installed himself ON the conveyment-belt in an attempt to shove both his and Koushiro's bags off at the same time, Koushiro had logged in on his computer trying to find the fastest train to their final destination in New York, Jyou was still trying to move his enourmes bag but was getting help from Sora, who accidently dropped it on his foot when she spotted her own luggage pass by.

And so their well deserved, relaxing, vacation began.

Train, New York, 11:25

'Does he always snore that loud?'

'Yep'

'How do you sleep?'

'I don't'

'Should we wake him up?'

'God no'

'Daisuke?'

'I said no'

'Easy for you to say. He's not snoring in your ear!' Takeru shot.

'Daisuke?'

'No, you've got to do it like this-' Demiveemon crawled over his partners lap, climbing on his shoulder. When the small blue digimon had reached his partner's ear, he carefully lifted a strand of hair out of the way and put his hands next to his mouth. 'DAISUKE!'

'Huh? Wazzda?' The redhead shot up with enough force to knock the little blue digimon through the compartment. 'We there yet?' He let out a great yawn.

'Not for another ten minutes'

'Oh...'

The digidestind were on a train their way to the Takaishi residence. They had squeezed together in one compartment, none of them willing to risk being away from Koushiro, who was the only one who actually seemed to know where they were going.

Next to the window sat Daisuke, who had quickly fallen asleep on the shoulder of the person next to him; Takeru. Kari sat on Sora's lap, who was on the other side of Takeru. Kari's legs were swung over Takeru's, with Nyaromon and Tokomon on them.

Yamato and Taichi both sat on opposites sides on the compartment on the floor; Taichi against the door and Yamato beneath the window. Tsunomon sat on Yamato's lap while Koromon and Taichi were playing some game no one understood in order to keep themselves from boredom.

Koushiro sat on the other side next to the window, his laptop settled on his lap. Jyou sat next to him, with Ken on his other side. Bukamon had been flying around, but eventually settled on Jyou's head because his constant moving were making his partner carsick; to which all the other digidestined had heavily protested.

Takaishi Residence, New York suburbs, 11:25

'Ieek!'

'Remind me why we're watching this again?' Mika squeeled. She held on tightly to Lopmon as they both covered their eyes using her long ears.

'Because Michael and Willis dared us' Mimi replied from under a pillow.

'Right...'

Train, New York, 11:40

'Oh-oh...'

'What?' Taichi raised his eyebrows. The piece of chocolate in his left hand – that he had been dangling in front of Koromon's nose – stopped dead in track. 'Are you alright?' Please be alright, please be alright. Please DONT need a bathroom! Taichi thought.

'Koromon digivolves to... Agumon!'

'Ouch!'

'Agumon!'

'Taichi!'

'You're squishing my arm!'

'You're squishing my everything!'

'Open the damn door!'

'Owww...!'

'My arm!'

'Who's foot is this?!'

'Ouch, that's mine!'

'Well get it out of my nose!' Yamato groaned, pushing Taichi's legs away from him.

'Oww, you killed my spleen!' Daisuke yelled as he got Taichi's foot against his arm.

'...Your spleen is in your chest' Jyou corrected him, nearly crawling ontop of Koushiro to avoid Taichi and Agumon's feet.

'I have many spleens!' Daisuke complained.

'OUCH!' The door had opened, causing Taichi upperhalf to roll out of the compartment and against the conductors feet. 'Er... Good evening sir!' We are so screwed...

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