This chapter is pointless... because we all know how much you love filler. Especially we Naruto/Avatar/Pokemon fans.
"Hey, Risa, I've been wondering something," Riku asked, walking into her sister's room.
Risa turned around. "Do you finally want me to read your fortune?" she asked happily, eyes sparkling and pulling out a deck of Pokemon cards.
"Uh… no," Riku said, to Risa's dismay.
"Then what do you want?" she asked, focusing back on her nails.
"I just wanted to ask about the unicorn. Did it actually take you or was it something else?"
"Something else? What do you mean?" Risa blinked. "You know, I actually don't remember anything. But since when do I?" She laughed stupidly and Riku sweat dropped.
"Oh, forget it." She walked away disappointed. And kind of hungry. To the kitchen!
Satoshi returned home from the hospital. Unlike Daisuke, no one was there to greet him except for a letter from Jenkins taped to the door. Satoshi ripped it off and read:
Dear Master Satoshi,
These last nine years have been… how you say… fun, but with that rather enormous fine on yourself for driving an unauthorized yacht in the middle of a lake, you won't be able to pay me. Your dear friend, Mistress Riku, has left twelve dollars and fifty seven cents underneath the doormat, but I believe you still owe the Shore Police six thousand nine hundred eighty eight dollars and forty three cents. Perhaps if you sold this mansion you could pay off the debt.
-Jenkins
"Darn it," Satoshi growled. "Now I have to live in the mansion by myself. Maybe I can find my old cat, Jingle Bells." He looked at the bottom of the letter where he hadn't seen something before:
P.S. Don't bother looking for Jingle Bells, he ran away six years ago.
So Satoshi went off to look for a pet. Anything was better than talking to Krad.
"Mom! Mom! Mom!" Daisuke shouted, entering his house at full speed.
"She's not here."
"Okay then… Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa!"
"He's not here either."
Daisuke raised an eyebrow. "Wiz?"
"Nope."
Daisuke slowly moved towards the kitchen to get some means of a weapon. "Then who am I talking to…?" He asked nervously.
"Come into the living room and you'll see."
Daisuke grabbed a cooking skillet and slowly walked into his living room.
"Hi, Daisuke!" said the voice.
"I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY! Wait…" Daisuke lowered the skillet. "Dad? What are you doing here?"
"I'm taking a vacation from work!" Then his dad lowered his head. "You didn't recognize my voice again."
"I'm sorry, Dad," Daisuke said, tossing the skillet somewhere and a random cat meowed. "Your voice sometimes sounds like a murderer to me. Not that that's a bad thing," Daisuke added as his father stared at him, looking on the verge of tears.
"Well, now that I'm here, what do you want to do?" his dad asked chipperly.
Daisuke went down his knees and clasped his hands together. "Put Grandpa in a retirement home."
"Oh, come on, Daisuke. You ask me that every time I come. What I mean is something fun for the two of us to do together," Daisuke's dad replied. "How about we see a movie or go bowling? We could bring one of your friends along, if you want."
"But I thought you hated Takeshi."
"You still don't have any new friends?" Daisuke's dad said flatly, still deeply disturbed that his friend was hitting on his wife. "Or how about an art museum? You probably don't go to art museums a lot."
Daisuke stared at him. "Are you kidding me?"
"Oh… right… You go a lot now," his dad said, feeling stupid.
"That reminds me! I need to tell you something," Daisuke remembered. "Today I saw someone at school that I recognized from a picture you showed me. Dark hasn't been talking to me because he's angry about something, but I thought maybe you could tell me. He was actually kind of weird looking, probably one of the older high school guys or something, with sort of longish, wavy hair… that was kind of creepy…" Daisuke shuddered. "Men aren't supposed to look like that."
"I guess you've never seen a soap commercial," his dad answered.
"Uh, whatever. But do you know what I'm talking about?"
"That sounds like something I tried to stop years ago, when I had to be Dark," his dad said. Daisuke sat on the floor, putting his head on his hand as he prepared himself for a boring flashback, so ready to zone out that he didn't even realize that Dark was from his Mom's side of the family (this will be explained later, don't worry!). "He's trying to disguise his name. His may call himself Donis A. But his true name is Adonis."
"Wow… how clever," said Daisuke sarcastically, picking carpet fuzzies out of his socks.
"Yes; he is back to his old ways," his father said heroically, ignoring Daisuke's tone. "What he does is gets girls to fall in love with him and then he gives them a hug that sucks their life away. I thought I completely destroyed him, but perhaps I was wrong." He blew on a random pipe and bubbles came out.
Daisuke had already managed to fall asleep, so his father whacked him upside the head with the cooking skillet. Suddenly, his mom came in with his grandpa.
"I told you not to act up in retirement homes! Then no one will accept you there!"
"I did it on purpose! Now make me some tea."
Daisuke's mom entered the room with two grocery bags, which she immediately flung aside to hug her husband. More cats meowed. "Kosuke! My hubby! Yay! You're home! I'm so happy! Hooray!" She started doing her happy dance, which was spinning around in a circle and doing the monkey at the same time.
"My name is Daiki and his name is Kosuke… did they just combine our names to get Daisuke or something?" Grandpa asked, eating the tea packet because he was too lazy to boil water. But I guess that was just a rhetorical question, because no one answered him.
"I know! Let's have a family dinner night! Let's go out for something yummy!" Daisuke's mom said, thrusting her fist into the air enthusiastically. "What's your favorite thing to eat, Kosuke? We'll go wherever you want!"
"I really like peaches. They always serve those at work." Kosuke rubbed his stomach and the rest of the family looked around.
"… How about pizza?" Daisuke offered.
"Sounds good."
"Okay.
"Kyu!"
"Wiz, you can't come."
"KYU."
"Here, why don't you go make sure the meowing cats aren't injured too badly? Maybe you'll make a friend."
Wiz sighed and wandered off.
So they went out for pizza and nothing of importance really happened… what a pointless chapter this was.
