Hey guys, here's chapter 4 of Digimon: Adventure Loud. Not much else to say, so enjoy.
Lincoln was on the couch, playing one of his video games. Otsoamon then appeared next to him.
"Hey Lincoln." He said. "Whatcha doing?"
"Playing video games." Lincoln responded.
"Wait, what the hell are you doing out in the open? Someone might see you" Lincoln lightly scolded him.
"Lincoln, I can assure you that nobody will see me." Otsoamon assured him. "Especially when I can do this." He then vanished and reappeared on the dining table. "They'll never see me."
"Don't get cocky" Lincoln told him.
Otsoamon vanished again and reappeared in the kitchen where he opens the fridge and grabs some pudding. "Please I'm fine." Otsoamon assured him before coming back from the kitchen. "Now what's this stuff?"
"Oh, that's pudding." Lincoln answered. "It's a type of snack."
Otsoamon removed the lid and licked the treat. His pupils shrank for a moment before he smiled with a wag of his tail.
"Oh, that is good! You humans have some amazing food!" He said.
"Thanks. I think." Lincoln said. "Look, Otsoamon, you really gotta be careful. I don't want any of my sisters to see you." He told him.
"They won't, don't worry" Otsoamon said.
"LINCOLN!" A voice shouted from upstairs.
"Crap it's Lola." Lincoln said panicked. "Quick hide!"
"On it." Otsoamon said. He took his pudding and vanished. The pageant princess then came downstairs.
"What's up, Lola?" Lincoln asked.
"Who were you talking to?" Lola asked.
"Um, no one?" Lincoln tried.
"Weirdo." Lola said. "Anyways, I have a pageant today and I want you to attend."
"Need the emotional support?" Lincoln guessed.
"Yeah, plus, it'd be nice to have at least one family member there" Lola said.
"Eh, sure. It's not like I have anything better to do" Lincoln said with a shrug.
"Thanks." Lola said.
"No problem." Lincoln said.
"Be ready in an hour." Lola said before walking back upstairs.
"What's a beauty pageant?" Otsoamon asked.
"Gah!" Lincoln jumped, "Geez" he exhaled a breath, "A beauty pageant is a competition where girls or women go against each other to see who's the most beautiful. It's a yearly thing where the winner gets a trophy, a crown or tiara, and a sash that says that they're the most beautiful girl or woman of that stand and or year" Lincoln explained.
"Wow, that sounds… stupid." Otsoamon said. "Glad we Digimon don't have that."
"Yeah, but don't say that around Lola. She'll clobber you" Lincoln said with a bit of fear.
"Like I'm afraid of some snobby little girl" Otsoamon rolled his eyes.
"You underestimate Lola." Lincoln said. "When she's mad, nobody is safe."
"Yeah sure." Otsoamon said with a roll of his eyes. "I'm sure she's so dangerous."
"She is!" Lincoln argued.
"I'll just take your word for it" Otsoamon said.
"Look I gotta get ready for Lola's pageant." Lincoln said. He then got up and headed upstairs.
"How scary can a little girl be?" Otsoamon scoffed.
The Pageant…
"Do you think I'll win this one?" Lola asked, sitting on a stool as Lincoln applied some blush to her face.
"Even if you don't, I'm sure you'll be great" Lincoln replied.
"Thanks." Lola said. "I'm really nervous about this one and I'm not sure why."
"I'm sure it'll be fine." Lincoln assured her. "And you're done. Go and wait with the other girls."
"Thanks, Linky." Lola said before getting off the stool and joining the other participants.
"I'm sure everything will be fine." He said before turning around to see Otsoamon with lipstick in his mouth. "Otsoamon, what are you doing?"
"Oh, I'm eating this popsicle you had set down." Otsoamon responded. "It tastes disgusting by the way."
"That's not a popsicle..." Lincoln told him in a deadpan tone. "That's lipstick. Women that don't have that all-natural look apply it to their lips to make themselves look pretty" Lincoln explained to him.
"Oh" Otsoamon spat out the lipstick, "That's dumb"
"Maybe, but it works for some women. My mom wears it and it makes her look pretty" Lincoln said.
"You know a lot about this stuff." Otsoamon observed.
"Well when you have two guys and eleven girls living under one roof you learn a few things." Lincoln said.
"Man, it sounds like women don't think highly of themselves if they need all that stuff on their face." Otsoamon said.
"Some don't. For others, like Lola though, it's the complete opposite" Lincoln shrugged.
"You got any snacks? I'm hungry" Otsoamon put his hand on his stomach.
"Do you always think with your stomach?" Lincoln raised an eyebrow.
"Doesn't everyone?" Otsoamon asked.
"No. They don't." Lincoln said. He grabs his backpack and hands it to Otsoamon. "There's some snacks in there. Don't eat all of them. Some of those are for Lola."
"Got it." Otsoamon said before vanishing with the backpack.
"Up next, Miss. Lola Loud!" Said the announcer.
"Yeah! Go, Lola!" Lincoln cheered from backstage.
"Ok, let's see what this beauty pageant is all about" Otsoamon said while rummaging through the backpack in the shadows, "And let's see what this chocodile is about" he licked his lips at the treat.
Lola steps out and begins her pageant walk while the crowd cheered.
"That a girl Lola!" Lincoln shouts.
"She's just walking." Otsoamon said as he bit the chocodile. "That's not impressive. But this is delicious." He takes another bite. "What does walking gotta do with beauty?" he asked with one side of his mouth full.
After the walking part was over, the contestants prepared for the next event.
"Ok, the walk wasn't bad" Lincoln said, squirting water into Lola's mouth, "Now it's time for the trivial stuff. You know what you're going to say?" He asked.
"I think so." Lola replied. "They keep changing the questions so I'm never sure."
"You'll be fine." Lincoln said. "Just answer honestly."
"Up next, Miss. Lola Loud" the announcer said.
"You've got this" Lincoln said before Lola walked out on stage. When she was gone, Otsoamon appeared beside him, "She's got this" he told his partner.
"If you say so" Otsoamon said, "But, Lincoln, these chocodiles" he held one of the treats, "These chocodiles, Lincoln, these chocodiles, oh my god! These chocodiles, oh my god!" He said with delight as he took a bite.
"Um you didn't eat all of those did you?" Lincoln asked.
"I had a few why?" Otsoamon replied.
"Those were for Lola so please tell me you didn't eat them all." Lincoln begged. Otsoamon looked in the bag and then back at his partner.
"There's still a few left." Otsoamon said. "I only had five."
"She doesn't know how many you packed for her, does she?" Otsoamon asked.
"I told her I packed seven and you ate five!" Lincoln shouts.
"You said to save her some and I did." Otsoamon told him.
"Yeah, but not just two of them!" Lincoln argued. They hear clapping and see that Lola finished the questions portion. "Go hide." Otsoamon salutes and vanished. "How'd it go?"
"It went well." Lola said. "I don't know why I'm so nervous today."
"I know, you're usually so confident" Lincoln said.
"I know." Lola said. "Luckily we're almost done. It's just the talent competition next."
"And you'll nail it." Lincoln assured her. "Just remember to relax and have fun."
"Right. Thanks, Linky." Lola said.
Meanwhile, Otsoamon was hanging out in the shadows digging through Lincoln's backpack.
"What else does he have in here?" Otsoamon asked himself. He hears footsteps behind him causing him to lift his head with the backpack still on it. He pushes the backpack up past his eyes where he sees a green creature slightly taller than him with red hair, big teeth and wearing a brown vest and shorts. In its hand, it held a brown club with nails in it.
"Wow. That's some Goblimon costume." Otsoamon said. "Man, you humans are something else. You got everything right. The ugly face, the body odor." He opens up the creature's mouth. "You even got the cavities right!" He closes the mouth. "Man, you humans got everything right. Didn't even think you knew about… Digimon…" His voice trailed off before looking back at the creature who looked quite angry. "Uh oh."
Back with Lincoln and Lola...
"Good luck out there" Lincoln told Lola as she made her way on stage. That's when his digivice went off. Pulling it out, it projected the image of the digimon.
Name: Goblimon
Level: Rookie
Signature Attack(s): Goblin Strike, Goburi Rush, Boulder Throw, Goburi Bomb
"A digimon attack? Here? I hope he doesn't try to destroy the pageant..." Lincoln muttered that last part.
He hears a commotion from nearby and goes to investigate. When Lincoln gets there, he sees Goblimon trying to shake off Otsoamon who was on his back.
"Get off me runt!" Goblimon shouted.
"Not happening buddy!" Otsoamon retorted.
"Otsoamon, you ok?" Lincoln asked.
"Naw I'm good." Otsoamon said. "He's just mad because I called him dumb and smelly."
"I'm gonna tear you apart!" Goblimon shouts. He grabs Otsoamon and throws him off his back to the ground. "Goburi Rush!" He then starts repeatedly smashing his club down with Otsoamon barely avoiding it.
"Beowolf Uppercut!" Otsoamon uppercutted Goblimon in the chin.
Goblimon stumbles backwards a bit and growls. "That tickled." He said.
"That's not good for my self-esteem." Otsoamon said under his breath.
"What're you doing here, Goblimon?" Otsoamon asked.
"Stupid humans have contest for beauty." Goblimon told him. "Makes Goblimon feel ugly!"
"You said it not me." Otsoamon muttered.
"This guy might be tougher than we thought" Lincoln said.
"There's no way we're letting you attack this contest just because you're insecure... Even if the contest is for something stupid like beauty and that lipstick stuff tastes like crap" Otsoamon said before charging at Goblimon, "Beowolf Punch!" He threw a punch at the beast's stomach.
Goblimon doubles over in pain while clutching his stomach. He opens his eyes and sees a fist in front of his face.
"Beowolf uppercut!" Otsoamon shouted before hitting Goblimon in the chin with an uppercut.
"That all you got?" Goblimon said after recovering. He forms a fireball in his hand. "Goblin Strike!" He throws a fireball at Otsoamon who dives to avoid it.
"Is he one of the stronger rookies?" Lincoln asked, surprised.
"More or less." Otsoamon answers. "Also does anyone smell something burning?" He sniffs around and when he looks behind him, he sees that his tail is on fire before running around in a panic. "Ah! I'm on fire! I'm on fire! My tail is on fire!"
"Otsoamon calm down!" Lincoln ordered. He grabs a fire extinguisher and sprays Otsoamon's tail.
"Ahh... Thank you" Otsoamon sighed in relief.
"No problem" Lincoln said, "He's strong..." He muttered, before an idea hit him, "Wait, Otsoamon, how fast is he?" He asked.
"Not sure." Otsoamon admitted. "Probably slower than me. Why?"
"He's big and slow which gives him a strength advantage. You're smaller and lighter which gives you a speed advantage, you'll be able to deliver quick punches" Lincoln told him.
"I like it." Otsoamon said. "This ugly mother is gonna get it!"
"UGLY!" Goblimon shouts. "I'm not ugly!" He's then surrounded by Fractal Code.
"Did we win?" Lincoln asked.
"Nope. This is a lot worse." Otsoamon answered, his ears lowering.
"Wait, what's happening?" Lincoln asked.
"Goblimon digivolve to..." Goblimon began, "Ogremon!"
In Goblimon's place stood a large, light green ogre with upward curving fangs ticking out of the upper corners of its mouth. It had long, wild, white hair. It wore black leather shorts, and leather bracers on its arms and legs. Its spiked club was replaced with a large, spiked bone.
"Otsoamon what just happened?" Lincoln asked. "Why does he look different?"
"Goblimon digivolved." Otsoamon answered.
"Digivolved?" Lincoln repeated. "What's that?"
"It means he just advanced to the next level and has become stronger than he already was" Otsoamon explained.
Lincoln's digivice activates and a hologram of Ogremon pops up.
Name: Ogremon
Level: Champion
Signature Attack(s): Pummel Whack, Faint Punch.
"Ok he sounds tough." Lincoln said.
"Yeah, no kidding" Otsoamon said a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
"You seem to be enjoying this." Lincoln observed.
"Hell yeah. It's a bigger challenge and I'm ready for it!" Otsoamon said.
"Bring it on, Ogremon!" Otsoamon said while popping his knuckles.
Seconds later, Otsoamon is sent flying to another part of the backstage area.
"He brought it." Lincoln said as he ran to his side.
"Lucky shot." Otsoamon groaned.
Otsoamon charged at the champion level Digimon, only for Ogremon to hit him under his chin with his club, sending him into the air. When Otsoamon came back down, Ogremon swung his club like a bat, hitting a wolf Digimon like a baseball.
"Was that a lucky shot?" Ogremon mocked.
"Yes." Otsoamon replied.
"How's this? Faint Punch!" Ogremon shouted before throwing his fist forward firing a ball of dark energy at Otsoamon who ducks to avoid it. It caused a hole to be blown in a nearby wall.
"Damn!" Lincoln said in shock.
"Lincoln, I have a new strategy." Otsoamon announced.
"Really? What is it?" Lincoln asked.
"I am gonna run like hell and think of a plan!" Otsoamon said before running away.
"Coward!" Lincoln shouts after him before following his partner.
"Hey, wait, you're a Digimon too. Can't you digivolve just like him?" Lincoln asked.
"Uh, that's easier said than done..." Otsoamon replied.
"What do you mean?" Lincoln asked.
"I'll explain later." Otsoamon replied. "For now, we gotta stop this guy."
"And how do you plan we do that?" Lincoln asked.
"You got me." Otsoamon replied with shrug. "Maybe if I hit him really hard, I'll be able to beat him." Lincoln gives him a deadpan expression.
"Really?" Lincoln questioned. "Wait, where is Ogremon?"
The duo then heard the sound of girlish shrieks.
"Found him." Otsoamon said.
The two head towards the screams and they see Ogremon on stage while everyone cowered away.
"Hahaha! I'm the fairest one of all now, stupid humans!" Ogremon shouted.
"Alright, we need take this guy out now" Lincoln said.
"Yeah, but how are we supposed to... Hey, is that your sister?" Otsoamon spotted Lola with an annoyed expression.
Lincoln looks towards where Otsoamon was looking and sees his sister. "Yeah that's her." Lincoln said.
"Well, shouldn't we go save her?" Otsoamon asked.
"No, I think we'll have to save Ogremon." Lincoln told him.
"What? But she's a little girl!" Otsoamon said.
"Just watch" Lincoln said flatly.
The duo watched as Lola approached the champion level digimon.
"What do you want tiny human? The crown is mine" Ogremon mocked.
"You ruined our pageant!" Lola shouted. "You ruined everything and who knows what you did to my brother! You will pay for this!"
"Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do about it?" Ogremon mocked.
"Oh, he's done for..." Lincoln muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"What do you mean?" Otsoamon asked.
"Just watch." Lincoln replied.
Lola charged at Ogremon and delivered a swift kick to his groin, causing the beast to fall to his knees and Lincoln to wince. She then ran behind the champion Digimon, grabbed his club and whacked him in the back of his head. Lola screamed as she bashed him repeatedly in the back of his head with his own club.
"What the hell am I witnessing?" Otsoamon asked, shocked.
Lola then grabs Ogremon's horns and steers him towards a wall and starts smashing his head into it.
"You ruined the pageant!" Lola shouted. "I'm gonna ruin you!"
"Lincoln I'm sorry I doubted you about your sister." Otsoamon said quickly. "She's terrifying."
"Told you" Lincoln said.
They watched as Lola jumped and down on Ogremon's back.
"I mean she's terrifying." Otsoamon said. "I attacked him with everything I had and it did nothing."
"Yeah. I wouldn't be surprised if she ended up exposing his fractal code" Lincoln said.
Lola then stops jumping on Ogremon's back and begins to walk off before running back and giving him one more kick to the side.
"Never EVER ruin one of pageants." Lola threatens. Ogremon then pitifully crawls away back to the backstage area.
"Wow, a six-year-old beat the hell out of a champion level Digimon." Otsoamon said. "What a world." He turns to see Ogremon now getting back to his feet and facing Otsoamon and Lincoln.
"I'm now really mad and I'm gonna take that anger out on you two." Ogremon growled. "Pummel Whack!" He then charges at them with his club.
"No, you ain't! Beowolf Punch!" Otsoamon shouted before rushing forward with his fist cocked.
Otsoamon had received a hard whack on the top of his head. However, Ogremon winced as he collapsed to his knees, having been hit in the groin.
"Why?" Ogremon cried before his body became a silhouette with a Fractal Code surrounding it.
"Fractal Code Digitize!" Lincoln said as he ran the digivice along the code which caused the code to go into the digivice. Ogremon then became an egg and vanished. Soon Fractal Codes exited the digivice and repaired the pageant hall. "Well, that went well."
"We did it!" Otsoamon said with his arms raised before falling backwards. "Nap time."
"I've got you, buddy" Lincoln said, catching his partner before he hit the ground.
"So tired." Otsoamon muttered sleepily. "I won."
"You sure did, pal" Lincoln said, "Now I've got to find a place to hide you before Lola shows up" he muttered.
"Linky?" A voice said from behind him causing Lincoln to stiffen. He slowly turns around and sees Lola. "Are you ok?"
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine." Lincoln replied nervously. "How about you?"
"Yeah, I'm good don't worry." Lola assured him. "But what's that?" She points at the passed out Otsoamon in his arms.
"Uh, this? It's, uhh..." Lincoln said before being struck with an idea, "It's a wolf toy I bought for you. For when you won the pageant" he said, lying.
"Really?" Lola said excitedly before running towards her new 'toy'. "Oh my god, Linky, he's so cute!"
"Uh, yeah. I'm glad you like him" Lincoln smiled.
She grabs Otsoamon and starts to hug him tightly which surprisingly didn't wake the sleepy Digimon.
"Oh he's gonna be the guest of honor at my next tea party." Lola said.
The Loud House…
Lincoln watched from doorframe as Lola played tea party with Otsoamon.
"More tea, Mr. Pufflebottom?" Lola asked Otsoamon as she poured tea into the cup.
Lincoln couldn't help but chuckle at his partner's predicament. He was sitting at a tea party wearing a dress and a tiara. Plus, every time she called him Mr. Pufflebottom, he swore he saw the wolf Digimon cringe slightly.
"Ooh, I gotta tinkle. Linky, can you make sure everyone gets a coffee cake and a lemon bar?" Lola asked her brother.
"Sure" Lincoln said as he came in, walking past her. When she was gone, he sat down next to Otsoamon, "So, how you feeling... Mr. Pufflebottom?" He asked with a chuckle.
"You did this to me!" Otsoamon growled. "You're the reason I'm in a dress! You're the reason I'm eating lemon bars and drinking tea!"
"Yeah, I had to think of something to avoid Lola getting suspicious and this was the best I could come up with at the last minute. Sorry, buddy" Lincoln told him, "If it makes you feel better, Lisa has a time machine. I could ask her to borrow it and go back to that moment so this doesn't happen" he offered.
"No, it's fine." Otsoamon sighed. "At least with this, I can hide in plain sight and not constantly vanish every time one of your family comes in." He takes a bite of a lemon bar. "And I can raid your fridge easier."
"You and your stomach. Do all Digimon think about food or is it just you?" Lincoln asked.
"Hey, food is good and this world's food just so happens to be really good!" Otsoamon retorted. Lincoln chuckles a little before getting serious.
"Hey, Otsoamon, that thing Goblimon did to become Ogremon. What was it?" He asked.
"Digivolving or Digivolution. When we digimon gain enough power, we're able to change and rise up to the next level" Otsoamon explained.
"The next level?" Lincoln repeated. "How many levels are there?"
"Hmm." Otsoamon hummed as he thought about it. "Well, there's our forms when we hatch, which is our baby form. From there, we digivolve into our in-training form. After that, we digivolve to our rookie level which is what yours truly is."
"I take it from there it's the champion level?" Lincoln asked. "How do you get to that?"
"That's the thing. I don't know." Otsoamon admitted. "Digimon digivolve under different circumstances. I just haven't reached those circumstances yet I guess."
"And what're the levels after champion?" Lincoln asked.
"I mean do you really want to know or would you rather it be a surprise?" Otsoamon asked. "I mean, I doubt we'll be fighting them any time soon."
"Fair enough." Lincoln agreed.
"Mr. Pufflebottom" Lola sang.
"Damn it." Otsoamon grumbled.
"Good luck buddy." Lincoln said slyly before walking out of the room, "A bit of advice, Lola. He's a boy, put him in a tux and a top hat. Seeing him in a dress is just degrading" Lincoln said in an attempt to lessen his partner's embarrassment.
"Ok Linky." Lola said. "I'll go see if Leni will make him one."
Lincoln heads to his room and sits on his bed. "Digimon being able to digivolve is really something. If champion level Digimon start showing up and Otsoamon can't digivolve, will we be able to stop them?" He said while looking at his digivice, "What secrets do you hold?" Lincoln asked it.
And that's the end of chapter 4. This marks the first time they fought an opponent Digimon that digivolved to the next level. Hopefully our heroes will learn to digivolve themselves and hopefully it's sooner than later. This chapter was co-written with my friend Zachlor16.
Yeah, about that part where Lola beat up Ogremon? We did that because we thought it was funny. Under any other circumstances that little girl would've been put in the ER or something. Speaking Lola, the part where Lola thinks Otsoamon is a stuffed animal was my idea. Again, to be funny. That and it's a little nod to Digimon: Tamers (Season 3) where Henry's little sisters, Suzy, thought Terriermon was a doll.
If you have any ideas on what Digimon Lincoln and Otsoamon could fight, say it in a review.
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