Disclaimer:
MayokeOni- Aerdwynn doesn't own Digimon and has never claimed to own it. I, on the other hand, do indeed claim it, and anyone who has anything to say about it can email me at ura_freek@lozer.gov. I'll respond promptly.
Oh, I'm just posting this for Wynnie. I didn't write it, and if I claim to she'd beat me over the head with a very large whacking stick, so I'm a bit safer this way.
~*MayokeOni*~
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Adventures in Digisitting!
Somewhere, deep in the heart of Tokyo, a lone voice was heard. . . Partially drowned out by six different Digimon, of course (MayokeOni- Sillyhead!).
". . . Guys . . . Help?. . . "
Cody was lying on the floor, surrounded by Digimon that had found. . .(MayokeOni- duh duh DUM!) Face paint.
"It's okay, Cody, we're almost done. Hey Veemon, will you hand me the green and the yellow please?" Patamon asked. Cody whimpered quietly, thinking to himself that he would never do this again.
"There! All done!" Armadillomon crawled off Cody's stomach. "See Cody, it doesn't look so bad after all."
Cody cautiously peeked into the mirror, with Wormmon on his dresser and Gatomon on his shoulder. He gasped; his face had pink, green, orange, and yellow swirls all over it.
"Ahhhhhh! HELP!"
--------------The Moral of This Story:
Never, EVER let a single person babysit six sugar-hyped Digimon.
And never give them too many of Cody's mom's Brownies.
Until next time on: Adventures in Digisitting!
(sorry, had to add that! He, he!)
MayokeOni- Aerdwynn doesn't own Digimon and has never claimed to own it. I, on the other hand, do indeed claim it, and anyone who has anything to say about it can email me at ura_freek@lozer.gov. I'll respond promptly.
Oh, I'm just posting this for Wynnie. I didn't write it, and if I claim to she'd beat me over the head with a very large whacking stick, so I'm a bit safer this way.
~*MayokeOni*~
_________________________
Adventures in Digisitting!
Somewhere, deep in the heart of Tokyo, a lone voice was heard. . . Partially drowned out by six different Digimon, of course (MayokeOni- Sillyhead!).
". . . Guys . . . Help?. . . "
Cody was lying on the floor, surrounded by Digimon that had found. . .(MayokeOni- duh duh DUM!) Face paint.
"It's okay, Cody, we're almost done. Hey Veemon, will you hand me the green and the yellow please?" Patamon asked. Cody whimpered quietly, thinking to himself that he would never do this again.
"There! All done!" Armadillomon crawled off Cody's stomach. "See Cody, it doesn't look so bad after all."
Cody cautiously peeked into the mirror, with Wormmon on his dresser and Gatomon on his shoulder. He gasped; his face had pink, green, orange, and yellow swirls all over it.
"Ahhhhhh! HELP!"
--------------The Moral of This Story:
Never, EVER let a single person babysit six sugar-hyped Digimon.
And never give them too many of Cody's mom's Brownies.
Until next time on: Adventures in Digisitting!
(sorry, had to add that! He, he!)
