Hi, sorry, finals are coming, pep band started, I've been perfecting a clarinet solo, and I'm going to my first ever dance, which happens to be Turnabout, with one of my friends since childhood…actually, one of my favorite memories of him was when we and my siblings would watch Digimon. Coincidence?

Okay, Palmon and Mimi. See, I said I would finish these off…!

"Mimi, this isn't fun."

"What do you mean? This is awesome! Now turn a bit…I need to hem this just a hair…"

"Mimi, you don't know how to sew."

"So? You do."

"…Mimi, why don't you get dressed up in a dress instead?"

She looked up from where she had been adjusting my skirt. "That's a great idea!" She ran off to her abnormally large closet and began shuffling around.

I sighed. Mimi wanted me to be more than just a baby when we went outside, and figured that I could pass as a little girl just like how Tentomon and Agumon wore sweatshirts and made their way through the streets.

Unfortunately, her plan wasn't working. It appears that green skin isn't entirely normal for most of humanity.

At times like these, it became horribly obvious that Digimon were the more advanced species. Even if we didn't have a growing monopoly of burger chains. Or individual names.

At first, we had tried on a dress with a short skirt, but my prickly skin couldn't be disguised as tights. My legs wouldn't fit into normal pants, so now we were trying a long dress and a poncho on top.

I say 'we'…I mean me. Mimi was just oohing and ahing at my modeling expertise.

"Here I am! What do you think? It almost matches!" Mimi stepped out of her closet, a long brown dress on. Brown could be her color with how it outlined her hair…any color could be Mimi's. My brown dress didn't fall nearly as elegantly…where she was the princess, I was the maid.

"It's beautiful," I said, truthfully. She came to me, and, with a tape measurer and washable marker, drew a few lines on my dress, where she would take it in and make it a little shorter so I didn't trip. I took it off, and looked for a hat that would cover my flower while she went to a sewing machine and tried her hands at hemming.

So many hats…where to begin? I might not like clothes or fashion like Mimi did, but being Mimi's partner made it hard not to appreciate it a bit. I tried on a few of the headwear. A flowered hat…not my color. A top hat…why did she even have that? It would clash with whatever anyone wore…I liked the beret, a deep, dark brown that made the rest of my skin appear lighter than it really was…yeah, all this time with Mimi was definitely a bad influence.

"Palmon, I've finished! Come on, come on, and try it out!"

I left the deep closet and Mimi pushed the brown dress over me, pulling it down. It fell to my feet, only a bit shorter than before. I put my beret back on and smoothed out the dress. Mimi ran to her closet to grab another hat for herself.

The hem that Mimi had made for me was unevenly sewn and at different lengths, but I ignored that fact. I looked in the mirror…a little girl appeared before me in a long brown plain dress and a beret. Not counting the fact that the little girl was green, and lacking normal facial features.

"Oh, Palmon, you look so cute!" Mimi came out with a tan flowery hat on. I sighed.

"I look like a green plant…like always."

"But I like you as a plant," Mimi said, sounding sad.

I was confused. "Then why are you making me this dress to wear?"

My partner laughed. "Easy. So we can leave the house and go outside without me having to push you in a carriage. It's getting heavy, you know."

I smiled. This was how it was being the partner of Mimi Tachikawa.

Of course, now we needed to test out my new outfit.

After all, if people could believe in a green baby in a bonnet and carriage, how hard would it be to overlook a little green girl in a beret?

I would write about the trip shopping, but I'll save that for later. I might make a separate Haha on it…review if you want me to!

Oh, and is it just me, or is this January going by really slowly? Just wondering…