A/N: Is Chapter 10 a good vibration or a sweet sensation? Or is it a dud? I'll let you decide.

Wham!

Dati fell backwards into the sand. Once he got over the shock, he looked up to see who tackled him. He saw the smiling face of an orange hamster with blue eyes, black paws, and a cream-colored underbelly. The hamster was slowly flapping his ears, which were shaped like bat wings.

"Hey, squirt! How ya doin'?" the hamster asked.

Dati was hyperventilating. "I just got here! Don't kill me! Please!"

"Kill you...?" The hamster slowly let go of Dati and flew off to the side...and then he burst into a fit of laughter. "Why would I wanna kill you? I don't even know you! Who do you think I am, a psycho?"

"Well, you tackled me to the ground..."

The hamster flew up and ruffled Dati's flower. "I tackle all my friends to the ground, squirt! It's how I say hello!"

"I'm your...friend?" Dati asked as he smoothed out his flower. He had just met this digimon, and didn't even know his name. Wasn't it a little too soon to call it friendship?

"Of course! As long as you're not working with Sukamon, you're a friend of mine!" the hamster said before suddenly flying up and sniffing Dati. "If you were working with Sukamon, I'd be able to smell it on you. But nope, you just smell like flowers. And peanut butter. Why do you smell like peanut butter? That's kinda random."

Dati chuckled nervously. "It's what I had for breakfast."

"Cool! So, you just got here, huh?"

"Yeah...I heard there were lots of problems here."

"Oh, there are! Heck, I've only been here for a couple of weeks, and it feels like I've been here forever! Guess that's what happens when you go to a place filled with crime. Know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I see where you're coming from..." Dati wasn't sure if he should tell this digimon about The Heartbreaker right now; after all, he didn't want to be blamed for letting him get away.

Before he could ponder such things any further, though, he saw the digimon sitting in the sand, propped up against a tree and patting the sand next to him. Dati ran up and took a seat next to him.

"So why don't you tell me about yourself, squirt?" the digimon asked.

"Well, my name's Dati," Dati began.

The digimon laughed. "Dati? That's a weird name. Where'd it come from?"

"I used to be a Datirimon, but Botamon, my friend, thought it was a little hard to say, so he started calling me Dati instead, and the name kinda stuck."

"I see," the digimon said. "My name's Patamon. I used to live on the Island of Balance. Ever been there?"

"No, but I've heard of it."

"Well, the big thing you need to know is that it's a really Zen-like place," Patamon said. "At this time of year, the cherry blossoms are in bloom, and since the island is loaded with trees, the whole place turns really, really pink. It's a nice place to go if you're on vacation, or if you don't mind peace all the time. But that's not how I roll; I wanna go on adventures and explore lots of different places. And the Island of Balance...well, let's just say that what goes on at the dojo tends to be the most exciting part of each day. We don't really get any surprises unless they're in the news."

"The news?"

"Yep. The digimon in charge there wanna stay up-to-date on what's going on around the Digital World. That way, they can guard against any threats that might be coming our way." Patamon leaned closer to Dati. "Call me a psycho, but I think it's working a little too well. And we do get some pretty cool festivals, but if you ask me, it's not worth living there all year long just to go to some parties."

"Interesting."

"But enough about me," Patamon said. "Why don't you tell me your story?"

Dati hesitated for a brief moment, but he sighed and decided to start with something simple.

"Well...I wanna be a hero."

"And how's that coming along?"

Dati gulped loudly. "Well, there was this thief in File City, stealing everyone's things. We all tried to stop him, but he got away at the last minute."

"Did anyone get their stuff back?"

"Oh, yeah, we were able to find the things he stole and give them back, but we just couldn't catch him. Apparently, he's been on the run for a long time; a detective and his assistant have been chasing after him, and I'm pretty sure they still are."

Patamon shrugged. "Well, at least everyone got their stuff back. I hope those guys catch him, though. I mean, if you need to ask everyone in town to help you, you must be dealing with a really tough customer. So, how tough was he?"

Dati began telling Patamon about The Heartbreaker.

A black dinosaur with red markings and a white stomach threw open the doors to a tailoring shop and took off running through the jungle, laughing maniacally. He was holding a pair of red tennis shoes. Behind him, a green mummy with a brown afro was running after him.

"Hey, get back here!" the mummy yelled.

The dinosaur looked back at the mummy and smirked. "Make me!"

The mummy growled. "Snake Bandage!" He launched some green wrappings at the dinosaur, who jumped out of the way and kept running.

"Missed me, missed me, la la-la la-la la!" the dinosaur sang. The mummy chased after him and repeatedly launched more wrappings at the dinosaur, who kept jumping out of the way. "You couldn't catch a sleeping digimon!"

"Wanna test that theory?" the mummy replied.

"Nope!"

They kept running through the jungle, each hoping to stop or lose the other. The dinosaur had a determined look on his face as he stared straight forward.

Just a little bit closer...

Once he ran past two certain trees, he suddenly shouted out, "Now!"

A purple cocoon digimon hidden in a bush shot out some tendrils from one side of the path to the other, hooking them into a tree. The dinosaur looked back and waited for the mummy to trip over the tendrils...

...but the mummy saw them and jumped over.

"What?" The dinosaur's eyes widened as he continued running.

"You thought I'd fall for that?" the mummy asked. "Well, I'm smarter than I look! Now give me back those shoes or else-"

Suddenly, his foot hit a rock, and he fell on his face.

The dinosaur turned back and laughed at him. "Ha! Not so easy, is it? Maybe next time you'll think before denying me service!"

With that, the dinosaur ran off. The mummy groaned in pain as he lay there.

The cocoon digimon saw his opportunity and shot some tendrils up into the limb of a nearby tree. Using his tendrils, he made his way from tree to tree, following the dinosaur. He had to do it this way, because he was really slow otherwise, and they had to leave the jungle before the mummy could get them.

When the dinosaur took a turn out of the jungle towards the beach, the cocoon digimon followed. As his friend stepped out onto the sand, he swung himself with all of his might and landed next to him.

"Nice going, Chrysalimon!" the dinosaur said. "You could've launched more tendrils, though."

"I was gonna do that, but then that mummy tripped and I thought, 'Why bother?'" Chrysalimon said.

"Yeah, but if you latched onto his leg, he'd have to choose between chasing after me and getting you off."

"Hmm..." Chrysalimon decided to change the subject. "So, BlackGuilmon, what do you wanna do now?"

BlackGuilmon shrugged. "Well, since I got these shoes, I might as well try them on." He tried to put one of the shoes on, but he soon found that his feet were way too big. No matter how he tried, he just couldn't get even one of his feet into the shoes. "And I can't even wear them! Wonderful! You think that garbage dump accepts donations?"

"I don't know." Chrysalimon's eyes scanned the area. "Hey! I see a couple of digimon by that palm tree over there! Let's ask them!"

"Alright!" BlackGuilmon started walking towards the tree.

"And the only reason he escaped is because he found a place that rents jetskis!" Dati said. "I mean, Syakomon, the owner, said that he had just started his business, but why'd he start when there was a thief going around town? Even if The Heartbreaker didn't steal anything, no one would probably wanna go jetskiing at a time like this!"

Patamon shrugged. "Some digimon are weird like that. Or he was really desperate for money."

"Maybe. So-"

"Hey, guys!"

"Huh?" Dati and Patamon saw a BlackGuilmon and a Chrysalimon walking towards them.

"We need your help with something," BlackGuilmon said. He held out the pair of red tennis shoes. "I got these shoes from that clothing store nearby, but when I tried them on, they didn't fit. So I was thinking of donating them to that garbage dump. Do you know where the garbage dump is, and do they accept donations?"

"The garbage dump?" Dati asked. "Isn't that where Sukamon, the crime boss, lives?"

BlackGuilmon shrugged.

"Why do you wanna support a crime boss?" Patamon asked. "And how'd you even get those shoes, anyway? Isn't the store closed?"

"Yeah," BlackGuilmon said. "But I decided I needed some shoes, and the guy in charge happened to be there, so I asked him if I could have them. He wouldn't give them to me, even after I offered to pay him! All he did was say stuff about the store being closed due to rampant crime. Well, if you ask me, that's no reason to deny service to someone! So I just took the shoes and ran. So yeah, maybe I do support that crime boss, 'cause so far, the opposition has given me no reason to support them!"

"But I heard that Sukamon's doing some really mean and nasty things!" Dati said. "How do you know he won't betray you?"

BlackGuilmon rolled his eyes. "Mean and nasty? Ugh, you're reminding me of the guys at Primary Village! And trust me, you do not want to remind me of the guys at Primary Village." He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands. "Especially Dati. That stupid, whiny crybaby..."

Patamon looked over at Dati, who was desperately trying to hide his nervousness. Dati's breathing had quickened, and he was shaking a little. Unfortunately for him, this did not go without notice from BlackGuilmon, who put the shoes down and walked up to him.

"Lemme guess, you know Dati?" he asked. "Or wait a minute...maybe you are Dati?"

When his only answer was more silence and shaking, BlackGuilmon snickered. "Shoulda known. You know something? I'm surprised you made it this far. I would've thought that as soon as you left Primary Village, something would've scared you, and you'd be running right back to Elecmon. And besides, at least I'm actually doing something. What are you doing? Traveling around the Digital World? Trying to make friends with every digimon you see?"

"I...I'm just trying to be a hero!" Dati said.

"And have you actually done anything?"

"Well, there was this thief in File City, and I helped everyone get their stuff back!"

"Yeah, but did you actually catch the thief?"

Dati was hyperventilating. "We tried. We all did! But he got away, and-"

"Hmph. Figures." BlackGuilmon stood right in front of him. "Y'know, maybe if you had done a little more, the thief would've been caught. But now he's on the run, and maybe it's your fault! How does it feel to know that you're possibly the reason a thief is on the loose? Well, how does it feel?"

Tears were welling up in Dati's eyes. "I...I tried to help them..." he choked out.

BlackGuilmon smirked. "Yeah. You tried."

"Hey! Leave him alone!" Patamon flew up into BlackGuilmon's face. "He's doing his best to help everyone! Besides, at least everyone got their stuff back, and the detective and his assistant are chasing after the thief! I don't see you doing anything about crime!"

BlackGuilmon grabbed Patamon and threw him at the tree. "Stay outta this, batpig! No one asked you!"

Patamon crashed into the tree and fell onto the sand. He groaned as he sat up. "I'm a hamster, you stupid-"

"But enough about that." BlackGuilmon turned towards the still-upset Dati. "I was wondering...are you doing this because you really wanna help everyone? Or is it just because you want something to do? I heard you whining about 'Oh, Yukio, we were gonna be heroes together!' and all that. Do you really wanna help people, or do you just wanna make yourself feel better?"

Dati was about to say something, but then Patamon flew up into BlackGuilmon's face again. "No reason it can't be both! What's your problem, anyway? Why do you hate Dati so much?"

"I said stay outta this," BlackGuilmon snarled, grabbing Patamon. "Am I gonna have to throw you against the tree again?"

"Oh, no, I'll stay out of it..." Patamon began. "All you have to do is apologize to my friend and leave us alone."

"Apologize? To that crybaby?" BlackGuilmon asked. "Who do you think you are? Elecmon? Point is, I don't need to apologize to anyone! In fact, Dati's such a whiny brat that he's the one who needs to apologize!"

Oh no, he didn't. Patamon's paws balled into fists, and he filled himself up with air.

Dati gasped. "Patamon! Don't-"

"Boom Bubble!"

He shot out a blast of air, hitting BlackGuilmon point-blank in the face.

"Gah!" BlackGuilmon stumbled backwards, letting go of Patamon. Once he recovered, he glared at his foes. "Oh, it's on now!"

Patamon folded his arms. "Bring it!"

"What are you doing?" Dati asked, running up to Patamon. "Are you out of your mind? We can't take on both of them!"

"Sure we can!" Patamon said. "Besides, you think I'm just gonna sit there and let him insult you like that?"

"But he's got a Champion with him!"

"So? He stole from someone and made you cry!"

BlackGuilmon scoffed. "Oh, no, I didn't make him cry. He chose to cry."

"Because you were insulting him!" Patamon said. "Why don't you just insult the rest of File City while you're at it? They couldn't stop the thief either, but you're acting like it was all Dati's fault!"

Dati sighed. "Patamon, please, can we just-"

"You 'can't just' do anything!" BlackGuilmon said. "Your friend attacked me, so I get to fight back! Pyro Grenade!"

BlackGuilmon spewed out a fireball at Patamon, who just barely flew out of the way.

"Oh yeah? Boom Bubble!" Patamon fired another air blast, but BlackGuilmon ran out of the way and charged straight towards Dati. Dati panicked a little, but then he suddenly remembered what he did to The Heartbreaker and started focusing.

"Nemesis Ivy!"

Dati's vines wrapped around BlackGuilmon's leg, and when Dati pulled backwards, BlackGuilmon fell down onto his back.

"Okay, that does it!" BlackGuilmon said. "Chrysalimon, help me out here!"

Chrysalimon nodded. "Data Crusher!"

He launched two tendrils at Dati and Patamon, gripping the two and holding them up high. With that, he started swinging them over himself and slamming them back and forth on the ground repeatedly. When he was done, he threw both of them at the tree, and they soon fell to the sand.

Dati groaned and cradled his head. "That hurt..."

"Hey, squirt, is it just me, or is the ground spinning?" Patamon asked, staring upward.

With a devilish chuckle, BlackGuilmon slowly walked up to Dati and Patamon, Chrysalimon not far behind. "Now, it's time for me to send you two back to Primary Village...the perfect place for two whiny brats like you!"

Dati, hyperventilating again, was about ready to start praying to the Four Gods for help...

...but then, he saw a white butterfly fluttering in the sky.

Dati and Patamon locked eyes with each other, gained determined looks, and a white light enveloped both of them.

BlackGuilmon's jaw dropped. "Are you serious? How is this-"

"Alraumon digivolve to...!"

"Patamon digivolve to...!"

Both digimon felt their bodies expanding and their powers growing; they felt more energetic than ever, as if Chrysalimon had never brutalized them.

When Dati emerged from the light, he was now a dark green blob-like digimon with two long vines for arms, sharp teeth, and five leaves on his head.

"...Weedmon!"

Soon after, Patamon emerged from the light. Now, he was an angel dressed in white and red, with two white, feathery wings, a helmet on his head, and a golden staff in one hand.

"...Piddomon!"

BlackGuilmon gaped at the sight before him. "But...but..."

"Ha! Not gonna be so easy now, is it?" Piddomon asked, folding his arms and cracking a cocky smirk. "Maybe next time you'll think before messing with us!"

With a grumble, BlackGuilmon regained his usual demeanor. "Well, we can still take you on! Right, Chrysalimon?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Bring it on!" Piddomon said. "C'mon, squirt, let's show 'em what we can do!"

"Right!" Dati nodded his head. "Deadly Ivy!"

He swung his vines hard at BlackGuilmon and Chrysalimon. BlackGuilmon was almost sent flying, while Chrysalimon was sent reeling backwards (he shot some tendrils into the sand to avoid being sent flying).

"Whoa, he's strong..." Chrysalimon said.

BlackGuilmon nodded. "So let's take his friend down first! Pyro Grenade!"

Piddomon took to the air, dodging the fireball. BlackGuilmon spewed more fireballs at him, all of which he effortlessly dodged.

"Well, I gotta admit, you're slowing me down," Piddomon said. "But look what I can do! Fire Feather!"

He launched some burning feathers at BlackGuilmon, who could only dodge some in time. BlackGuilmon yelped as the feathers hit his scales.

Piddomon flew over to Dati and leaned close. "Hey, squirt, why don't we see how they like getting slammed on the ground?"

Dati gulped. "Should we?"

"They tried to kill us!" Piddomon said. "Besides, do they look like they wanna run away?"

Dati sighed. "Deadly Ivy!"

He grabbed BlackGuilmon and Chrysalimon with his vines, and started flinging them back and forth, slamming them onto the ground each time. After a short time, he'd had enough, and threw the two onto the sand in front of him. BlackGuilmon and Chrysalimon groaned, trying to regain their bearings.

"Looks like you guys are stronger than I thought," BlackGuilmon said, standing up. "But I've been practicing this maneuver ever since I could breathe fire!"

BlackGuilmon exhaled a cloud of pure smoke at Dati and Piddomon. Neither of them could see a thing, and even if they could, they were too busy coughing and hacking to do anything about it. Piddomon flapped his wings rapidly to clear the smoke out; by the time everything was clear, neither of them could see BlackGuilmon or Chrysalimon anywhere.

Groaning, the two of them fell backwards onto the sand, and Dati dedigivolved to Alraumon. He glanced at Piddomon.

"You're not dedigivolving?" he asked.

Piddomon shrugged. "Guess it was just my time to become a Champion. I was a Patamon for a really long time, so..."

"Excuse me."

Dati and Piddomon heard the voice, and glanced at the green mummy who was approaching them.

"Um, hi. Did you want something?" Dati asked.

The mummy nodded. "Did either of you see a BlackGuilmon anywhere around here?"

"Yeah, we were just fighting one," Piddomon said, but then a realization hit him. "Wait a minute..."

"What?" Dati asked.

"Did he steal a pair of red shoes?"

The mummy's eye widened. "As a matter of fact, he did! We must've met the same guy! Do you know where the shoes are now?"

"He put them down somewhere," Dati said, looking around. "Don't know if he..."

He paused as his eyes came to rest on the red sneakers, sitting right where BlackGuilmon had left them, and surprisingly untouched despite all the carnage.

Piddomon laughed. "Hey, whaddaya know? Looks like he forgot to take the stuff he stole with him!"

"Cool!" The mummy walked over and picked up the shoes. "I tried to stop him earlier, but he was just too quick, and the ground was just too rocky, and so I tripped and he got away."

"We tried to stop him, too, but he breathed smoke in our faces and escaped," Dati said. "I don't know where he is now."

"Eh, I'm sure someone will get him," the mummy said. "But enough about that. I have bigger troubles than just thieves. My cousins went to go find some more help a couple of days ago, and I haven't heard from them since! They haven't even sent anybody to tell me what's going on!"

"Ooh..." Dati shuddered.

"Tell you what," the mummy said. "If you help me find my cousins, then the three of us will do whatever we can to help you. Normally, I wouldn't say stuff like this in these circumstances, but I can trust that neither of you are agents of Sukamon. You don't smell the part."

"Nope!" Piddomon laughed. "We just smell like flowers and peanut butter! And hopefully cherry soda later on."

Dati tilted his head. "Cherry soda?"

Piddomon nodded. "My favorite drink."

The mummy chuckled. "Right...well, I just need to put these shoes in a safe place, and then we can go out to find my cousins. All right?"

"Sure!" Dati said.

The mummy walked off to the boutique, Dati and Piddomon following close behind. Dati couldn't help but think about the angel who called him his friend.

He was a little aggressive when dealing with BlackGuilmon...but then again, he was sticking up for someone he barely knew...you know, maybe he's gonna be a great friend someday. Time will tell...

A/N: And there we have it. We're now a fifth of the way through Heroes Wear Green! Next chapter's gonna have a whole lot of Mummymon; three of them, to be exact. But if you happen to be really desperate for a Mummymon story, why not read tiedwithribbons' new fic "Magical Warrior Ejyputomon"? It rocks! Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter.