Oh no! The worst has happened! Well, not the worst, but close. I had half of this thing on a disk, and now I can't find it! The horror!
Disclaimer: If I had a dollar for every Digimon I owned, I'd be broke.
Returning for the second day of work, the Digidestined were spat out of the computer and onto the ground. They stood up and walked to Primary Village, where they found Miyako sleeping on a bench. She was awakened, and everyone set off to look after whatever.
Particularly, Daisuke was taking the Punimon on a field trip to the real world. The Punimon were chattering loudly about it.
"What will we do when we get there?" yelled a Punimon, bouncing towards Daisuke. He paused to think a moment. The thought hadn't occurred yet.
"We'll… umm… practice soccer!" and so, Daisuke and the Punimon headed off to the real world.
Upon arriving, they found a place that didn't seem all that familiar. They were in a small computer room that didn't belong to Daisuke, or anyone else he knew. Obviously, they had taken a wrong turn.
Upon seeing the worried look on Daisuke's face, the Punimon began chatting nervously.
"We're going to die here, just like Elecmon did!"
"But Elecmon died from food poisoning!"
"Exactly!"
"Stay calm everyone," Daisuke whispered loudly, "I'm going to go see if anyone's home." Daisuke turned and left the room.
Slowly walking down the long hallway, Daisuke attempted to make no noise at all. He peeked into each of the rooms, but found no one there. He was just about to go get the Punimon, when he spotted a room at the end of the hall.
Inside was a fat man who was watching TV. There was a door leading to the out side on the wall farthest from Daisuke, and that was on the other side of the fat man. There was no way they could make it without being caught! Unless…
"Alright, so I'll throw one of you at the light switch. When you hit it, it will go off and we can run to the door hopefully, OK?" The Punimon nodded, and followed Daisuke into the hall. When he reached the end, he picked up a Punimon.
Bob sat on his couch watching the Food Channel. He shifted to lie down, and seconds later a little brown thing went flying threw the air. Bob watched it fly towards the light switch, but at the last second it swerved and hit the wall. It bounced onto the floor and lay there, looking dead.
Moments later, another one came flying by. It suffered the same fate. This continued for quite a while, before one of the things hit the light. It switched off, and the outline of a person shooing more of the little things towards the door could be seen. The door opened, and whatever it was left. Bob shrugged and continued to watch the Food Channel.
"Whew! We made it!" sighed Daisuke, as he sat on the step. It was a nice day out, not to hot, but not to cold either. Perfect weather for soccer.
The Punimon were bouncing around happily,
"That was coolest thing ever can we do it again?" they babbled.
"Erm… maybe another day. But right now, let's go to the soccer field!" and that's exactly what the group did.
They had received a few odd stares on the way there, but the Punimon and Daisuke finally made it to soccer field. Sadly, a professional looking team was using it. Daisuke cursed silently.
"The only other field I know of is across the city! We'll have to drive there. Hmm… I don't have money for the bus or anything… we'll have to borrow a car," the Punimon looked at each other.
"Alright, go get one!" Daisuke sighed and shook his head,
"It's not that easy, but I'll try."
Daisuke approached and old lady, who was standing beside the bleachers. She looked nice enough, and no one else was
near her so he couldn't make a fool of himself.
"Excuse me m'am…"
"Why hello young man. Would you like
some candy?"
"Umm, no… hmm, on second though, sure!" the old lady pulled some candy from her purse and handed it to Daisuke.
"He's suppose to be finding us a car, not having lunch!"
"This may sound a little odd, but could I borrow your car?" the old lady smiled.
"Okay. Here's the keys, it's that one over there," said the lady, pointing to a snazzy red car. Daisuke's mouth fell open.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yes, really." Daisuke smiled and took the keys,
"Thanks! I'll have it back before 9 o'clock!" he called over his shoulder, as he ran back to the Punimon.
"We got a car, lets go!" Daisuke yelled. So the Punimon piled into the back, and Daisuke crawled into the drivers seat. Luckily, the car was small enough that Daisuke could reach the pedals.
They hadn't been driving for even five minutes, before sirens filled the air.
"Crap! The police!" Daisuke pulled over, and moments later a policeman appeared in the window.
"Excuse me… wait, what are those?" asked the policeman.
"There… erm… rabbits! Yeah! And I'm a… rabbit trainer! That's it!" Daisuke stammered.
"Hmm… they don't look much like rabbits to me!" Daisuke gulped, trying to come up with something to say.
"They're… mutants! They have three ears and no legs!" the policeman frowned. Finally, he nodded.
"Move along sir."
Finally, they made it to the soccer field. Unbeknownst to him, Daisuke was quite a talented driver for his age. The Punimon piled out of the car and followed Daisuke onto the soccer field.
Everything would have gone great, but there was one problem. No soccer ball. And EVERYONE knows you can't play soccer without a ball. At least I hope so.
They could just kick a Punimon around, but that would be mean. Then, he was spotted. Daisuke grabbed a Punimon off the ground and ran towards him.
This person was a young boy holding a soccer ball. Daisuke bent down so he was at eye level with the gaffer,
"If I can make this rabbit talk, will you give me your soccer ball?" he asked. The boy gave him a sarcastic look.
"All right mister, if you can make that rabbit talk I'll give you this soccer ball," Daisuke smiled.
"Hand over the soccer ball, kid!" yelled the Punimon.
This kid hadn't even argued. He'd just ran away screaming. Even so, now they had the soccer ball. But they didn't have lunch. So they ate grass. The Punimon did, anyway. Daisuke lost his appetite after stepping in a little surprise a dog had left.
Having only one soccer ball, a scrimmage took place. It was quite odd how the Punimon passed the ball. They sort of… smashed their foreheads into it, and it went flying wherever.
After a hard day of practicing, 'Coach' Daisuke and the Punimon returned to the Digital World. That day Takeru had sat back and healed why his Poyomon were taught how to peel potatoes by Ken, Hikari had taken the Botamon on a hike, but she managed to do it without getting hurt, Iori had heard from b to f of the dictionary, and Miyako had taken the Yuramon to the new theme park, where their original Digimon were still partying.
"Who's staying with the Digimon tonight?" asked Hikari.
"I will," said Iori, sitting down on a bench. The other Digidestined nodded and left.
"I'll tell your mom you're spending the night at my house!" Takeru called over his shoulder.
"Oh crap, I still have to return that lady's car!" grumbled Daisuke.
"What?" asked Miyako.
"We borrowed this lady's car to get to the soccer field. I have to have it back by 9," Ken looked at his
watch,
"It's only seven right now…" a light bulb seemed to appear about their heads.
Yamato sighed as he dug threw his closet. He was going out with his band, and right now he needed to find his belt.
Takeru had stopped by earlier to inform Yamato that he was going "cruisin'". If Mrs. Hida called before he left, he was told to tell her Iori was staying the night.
Almost on cue, the telephone ran. Yamato ran to grab it, still without his belt.
"Hello… oh yes, Iori is spending the night here… well actually…umm… he and Takeru ran down to the movie store and I'm going out, so I'll leave a note!… your welcome, bye!" Yamato hung up the phone. He was about to return his search for the belt, when the doorbell rang.
'Aww, screw it!' Yamato thought, he headed for the door holding up his pants.
The only thing that kept me sane while writing this was my furby, who sat there and danced to the Teenage Wolfs. He only suffers from minor damage, because he landed on a pillow when I threw him at the wall.
Today we have a stupid thing I once did. Laugh at my stupidity.
I put on one of those Mickey Mouse hats, taped a picture of Jyou to my forehead, and ran around the house screaming, "Patamon, armor shinkaaaaa…" and "Digimental… up!" Then my parents looked at me oddly.
Oh the excitement.
SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT1: Still looking for a song. I'm thinking of using Smash Mouth's 'All Star.' It's on the soundtrack, anyway. If you have a better idea tell me.
SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT2: Check out my drawings at Side7.com ! My alias is 'Cold'(big surprise) and my name is… YOU'LL HAVE TO FIND THAT OUT! Actually it's Hilary. Not only do I have no talent at writing, I also suck at drawing!