"Yeah, well, I haven't see yoursÖ" she commented as she clipped her hair back into a curly shoulder length puff

"Yeah, well, I haven't see yours" she commented as she clipped her hair back into a curly shoulder length puff.

"Oh! You saw mine! It was Guilmon! The drawing I showed you!" Takato piped up. "He's hiding for now cuz I don't know how to sneak a giant lizard around town yet heh heh heh"

"And you?" she asked Henry.

"Mine's right here, he followed us." He answered.

Terriermon comes walking in where Takato and Henry had entered. "Hi!" he said excitedly.

"Hello" Cantermon looked at Terriermon with it's deep green eyes and responded in a calm feminine voice with a nod.

"Well, Takato Since we're all telling the truth here That little fuzz ball I brought to school was Cantermon in her Baby form, Inseymon."

"Oh wow! You lucky! You can bring yours with you!" Takato whined excitedly.

Sam laughed slightly, "Yeah, and I do at that! Cantemon and I are inseparable!" She paused slightly, "Listen I got to go If you guys found my hiding place then others may find it eventually too I was just leaving with my last load of stuff"

"Yeah, I suppose it's safer" Henry said, "We'll see you Tomorrow then."

"Tomorrow it is." She paused and turned to her Digimon, as she did it transformed back into its in training form and bounded into her arms.

"Hey! What's that form called?" Takato asked before she could turn away.

"This is Fufamon, a larger, longer hared, bigger eyed version of Inseymon. It's still got the green eyes, though They're there in all the evolutions" Sam ruffled the purplish white hair. "Well," she cheered up, "Bye!" she waved and exited around the corner Cantermon had come out of.

"Bye" both Henry and Takato responded.

"So what are YOU doing here!" The two of them spun around once again.

"Hi Rika!" Takato said, "We were just hanging around here wait a minute what're YOU doing here!?"

"Me? I'm I'm Urg!" she grumbled, "I was following you! But then you two had to go through that uh ish!" she shuddered, "Otherwise I would have been here listening in on whoever you were just talking with!"

Henry stepped forward, "That was Sam from school. She's an exchange student and she got lost."

"Still doesn't explain why you were here"

"We went out exploring! Is there something wrong with exploring?" Takato piped in.

Tattered quilt on a goose down bed

"Every stitch tells a story", my Grandma sad.

Her mama's nightgown, her Grandpa's pants

And the dress she wore to her high school dance.

Sam walked on with her bag on her back, cuddling Fufamon close to her neck. "Just what I need" she mumbled, "No place to practice, and people that know"

"It's not that bad if people know, Sam." Fufamon told her.

"Yeah, but next they'll find out that I'm older too" She complained.

"How is that bad?"

"I don't know" she thought quietly for a moment, "Hey Fufamon? Do you remember the good old days when I found you?"

"Yeah, I remember"

"Good" she smiled as her necklace turned from light blue to pink, "I'm glad you remember."