New story! Don't worry, I will still work on the others, too. I don't own Digimon, but I do own a Wendy's gift card. It's for $15.

Terriermon giggled as he laid next to Henry in the tent. The thought of the male teacher, Mr. Mori, being scared half to death because of him and Guilmon was just too funny, plus, they had also tricked both him and Miss. Asaji, and he, Guilmon, Henry and Takato (plus Calomon) had all slipped out and looked at an amazing view. "Boy, I wish we had gone camping sooner!" he thought to himself. Then another thought came to him. One that had bothered him for some time. Terriermon knew humans, compared to Digimon, any Digimon, were weak. And when ever a Digimon biomerged, Terriermon worried about Henry and his safety. He knew the Digimon, even Renamon, worried about their partners safety.

It was more than that though. All three Digimon had wanted their Tamers to help fight. Not because they thought the humans were selfish, but because they were a team. Sure, Henry and the others swiped cards and came up with the occasional good plan, but that was side line stuff. No, all three Digimon wanted, even wished, that there Tamers could somehow help in battles, to really bond on the battlefield. Sure, Henry was a pacifist, but Terriermon had noticed on occasion that he would look at Terriermon in fight with a sense of longing. So as Terriermon slipped into sleep, he thought a wish. A wish that Guilmon and Renamon made at the exact same time, somehow. "I wish my partner could help me in battles and become closer."

Little did he, or Guilmon, or even Renamon know the trouble that next morning would bring because of that wish. It was not a certain chicken based Deva Digimon, however. It was not even a Digital Monster. No, it turns out another monster, a mischievous monster, decided that the whole world needed some 'fun', and had heard the three Digimon' wish. And that monster was going kill two birds with one stone.

The next morning

Terriermon woke up that morning just after sunrise. He was tired, but not too tired for some fun. Henry said they would go swimming that morning. He immediately jumped up, and hopped onto Guilmon. "Wake up, sleepy head!"

"Mmmmm, Takato, I want peanut butter." Guilmon mumbled in his sleep. At this, Terriermon jumped even harder.

"Guilmon, look! Extra crunchy!" he yelled, giggling.

"Where!? asked Guilmon, getting up so quickly he knocked Terriermon onto the floor of the orange tent. "Ooops! Sorry Terriermon. Hey, where's the peanut butter?"

"He, I was kidding." replied Terriermon, rubbing the back of his head where he fell. "But it go you up!"

"That was mean." whined Guilmon, sulking.

"Guilmon, momentai!" said Terriermon. "By the way, where is Henry?"

"I dunno."

"Maybe he got up and went to Takato's tent." mused Terriermon. It was at that moment his big ears heard footstep approaching the tent. "Shhhh, someone is coming!"

"Hey, Terriermon, Guilmon, are you guys awake?" came a familiar voice.

"Oh good, it's Henry." replied Terriermon, relaxing. "Yeah, can we come out and eat yet?"

"Sure, let me come in first and grab what my mom packed." said Henry and the zipper to the tent started to come undone. For some reason, however, the zipper was undone only a little, just enough size for Terriermon or Calumon to get out, and certainly not for Henry.

"Uh, Henry? Don't you think that hole is a little small?" asked Terriermon.

"What? Of course not!" came the reply as the little part of the flap opened and a head popped in.

Now, Terriermon knew Henry. He was his partner after all. And he knew he was defiantly human.

The head that was sticking through the tent door was not human.

Instead it looked like a dog. A brown dog with big blue eyes, ears that folded ever at a right angle, and a little pink nose. "That is not human." thought Terriermon. "Is Henry trying to pull a lame prank on me. Ha, he has got to try harder."

"I don't get it, where is Henry?" asked Guilmon, his head tilted to the right.

"Probably out side pushing the dogs head in through the tent flap." remarked Terriermon, rolling his eyes. "Hey Henry, who brought the mutt to camp?"

"Terriermon, that was rude. I'm not a mutt." came Henry's voice again, and some how the dog's mouth moved in unison with the voice.

"Hey, cool, Henry! That is some awesome dog puppet you got there. The mouth moved so life like!"

"What do you mean? I am Henry!" barked the dog. Then, to Terriermon's udder and sudden surprise, it waked into the tent and over to Henry's bag. Getting a better look at him, Terriermon noticed that the dog had a fluffy tail and a white fur and what-looked-like rock-collar around his neck."Ah, here is the food." he said as he pulled out a brown bag with his mouth. "Nwo flollw me!" the dog said, he voice muffled by the bag, turning for the tent door. As the do headed for the tent flap, Terriermon noticed something was strapped to the dogs leg with a brown band. And he fell over in shock.

"Terriermon, are you all right?" asked Guilmon as the dog left the orange tent.

"No, what the..." whispered Terrerimon. There, on the dogs right leg, held on with some sort of band, a green Digivice. Henry's Digivice.

Yep, this is a Pokemon/Digimon crossover. A transformation one at that. Anyone know what Pokemon Henry is?

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