Ookami- And we move on…although not that many people seem interested…or is that just me?
-Chapter 4-The first thing Flamon noticed as he came back into awareness for the second time in the past few days was that his body hurt.
It hurt!
And not just that but he was once more in unfamiliar territory. He smelled human nearby.
Sammy was quite shocked when the boy/animal suddenly thrashed about and scrambled onto his feet to stare around the room. His bright green eyes stared right into her eyes as she couldn't help but stare back.
Slowly Sammy stood up halfway and crept closer to the boy…yes, it is a boy she decided.
"Hello, can you understand what I'm saying? Don't worry, it's safe here, you're hurt and my little sister took you here so we could help you."
Flamon backed up and got shakily onto his back legs but he was still crouched over and his claws were ready to come out if anything happened.
"Hello, my name is Sammy, what's your name?"
It was at that moment that their nanny gave another loud shout and spooked the poor Digimon.
"Oh no! Please clam down!"
Sammy tried desperately to get the boy as he ran and thrashed around the room in fright with his eyes wide and claws out as he jumped, ran into and knocked over anything in his path.
"No! Please! You'll open your wound! Please stop!"
That's when he leaped to the top of a shelf and backed up to glare down at her. The shelf was pretty tall and it was able to get him far enough away from the strange human.
Sammy sighed. Well at least he was calm now…
She decided to back off so she sat down on the sofa and watched him. The kid stared at her for a long time before seeming to regard her as not an immediate threat and proceeded to lick his wound (The bandage came slightly undone due to his thrashing).
It was pretty fascinating actually. Sammy had a feeling this kid wasn't human, although that didn't tell her much, but her gut told her that the kid was probably more hurt and scared than dangerous.
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Amy hurried and finished her lunch. Annoying nanny. She doesn't need one anyway; she was a big girl and can take care of herself just fine.
So as soon as she finished Amy rushed up to her playroom.
She opened the door slowly and saw her sister sitting on the sofa and looking up towards somewhere. Amy went in and closed the door quietly behind her, that's when she saw that the boy was hiding in the shelf.
"How…how is he?" Amy asked her sister after the older girl looked over at her.
"He got freaked out when the old hag yelled again but I think he's clamed down now."
Sammy sighed, what were they going to do now? Sure she wanted to help the cute kid but they would have to earn his trust…that and what would they do afterwards?
They couldn't possibly keep him could they?
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Flamon stiffened when the door opened but it was just a small human, smaller than he was. A faint hint of recognition hit him. He'd seen that human before…
The stream, the pain, the soft voice, the soft hands…
His eyes lit up, yes, she was that human who found him. Flamon's instinct told him that he could trust the girl so he'd calmed down…and now what? The human bought him to her home probably.
He looked at the cloth around his arm. A bandage. He knew what those were, the human tried to help him.
He watched as the nice girl spoke with the strange human who was watching him when he woke up. Was the other human trustworthy?
The two finished talking, why couldn't he tell what they were saying? He could hear them just fine but the words were unlike anything he's ever heard before.
The smaller human came over and smiled unthreateningly at him. She held out her hand and spoke softly, kindly…
Damn he wished he knew what she was saying.
His stomach growled. How long had it been since he last ate?
The human started giggling, Flamon knew what a giggle was, and he had the sense to looked embarrassed as his stomach continued to erupt loud noises.
"I think he's hungry." Amy said as she laughed a little again.
"No, ya think?" her sister responded but she was also smiling.
"What do you think he eats?"
"Well…if one would go by what animals are…he has both eyes in front of his head, not in the sides so that means he's either a carnivore or an omnivore."
"I'll go get some meat and vegetables…maybe some fruits too…"
"I'll go, I can carry more than you can, and besides, I think he likes you more."
Sammy looked up at the boy who was still watching them, his wound had stopped bleeding now and he wasn't as edgy as he was before.
She left the room and headed for the kitchen. The nanny was snoring loudly in a rocking chair, Sammy resisted the urge to roll her eyes, seriously, with a nanny like that no wonder her sister is able to sneak out of the house.
As the 15 year old raided the kitchen for some apples, pears, ham, baloney, cheese (because everyone liked cheese) and some crackers just for the heck of it, she noticed that the boy was probably thirsty as well.
Sammy took a pitcher of water and a couple of cups and bowls, all the while she wondered who that boy was and how had he gotten hurt.
There were science labs in town. Sammy knew about them, everyone knew about them.
'Maybe he's an escaped experiment…'She shuddered, but well, it's probably a good thing that he escaped, if that was where he came from, no one liked those labs, everyone in town knew that the head scientists were all sadistic perverts who did horrible things to their test subjects…
'The question is, was he created there, was he captured and changed into that or was he that way to begin with and those jerks thought it would be fun to study him?'
Sammy pounded her head on the wall.
'Well…that is, assuming he even came from there…'0o0o0o0o0o0o0
Sammy came back into the playroom, arms laddered up with a feast.
Imagine her surprise when she found her little sister and the strange boy…cuddling? What was the word for it…?
The boy was laying half across the soft clean carpeting and half in her sister's lap while she was stroking him, the kid was…purring!
"Cute." Sammy commented.
"He came down after I coaxed him for a while, I don't think he can understand our talking."
"He doesn't understand our speech." Sammy corrected absently as she put the food down and sorted through it.
The kid got up halfway was watching her closely, or rather, he was watching the food. Sammy smiled as she laid the ham on the carpet (don't worry, it's in a container.)
She put some food onto the dishes, the baloney was fresh she noted.
Amy's eyes lit up as she saw the boy watch the food, she was always fascinated by animals eating…well…the boy wasn't exactly an animal but he was like one so who cared?
"Hey kid, I know you're hungry, want some?" Sammy asked as she pointed to the food.
Flamon cocked his head sideways and looked at the food, and then he looked at the human. She pointed to the food and said something before nodding.
She even moved back a bit as if to give him some space. Hesitantly Flamon got up from his comfortable position and inched forwards. The food smelled nice…
Amy squealed happily as the boy picked up some ham and sniffed at it before taking a bite. He chewed for a bit then perked up and ate some more.
He was beginning his consumption of the fruits when Sammy finally got to have a nice long look at him.
'Yeah, he slightly looks like a little kid…'His designs intrigued her. Were they tattoos or birthmarks? She also noted that he wasn't wearing anything save for a ripped up piece of cloth around his waist that slightly resembled a pair of shorts.
'I wonder if he has a name…'After all, she couldn't simply refer to him as 'Kid' all the time. Maybe there was a way to get him to communicate with them…assuming he has a language…
-End Chapter-
Ookami- Forgive me, I have made you all wait so long…