Last Time: Davis and TK got stuck in a walk-in freezer and it took them a long while to get out. Unfortunately, by the time they got out, they found the employees only area had been completely trashed.
I Scream: Part 3
Davis closed his eyes and hoped it was all a nightmare or an illusion. But when he opened his eyes, he still saw the huge mess. The whole back area had been trashed. Pots and pans were all over the ground, boxes were all over the place, and bottles of Pepsi had been spilled everywhere. And there were also several empty containers of ice cream. Ice cream that was supposed to be behind the main counter. In short, it looked like a tornado had hit.
"I'm asleep!" Davis squeaked. "I have to be asleep! This can't be real! I must have slept on the job or something! This can't be happening!"
"It's no dream," TK said dryly. "This place is a mess. And a lot of the ice cream's gone!"
Davis turned around to look at Veemon, who was whistling innocently. "Veemon? Where's Patamon?"
"Who? I don't know a Patamon."
"Veemon…where is he?"
Veemon kept whistling innocently. "Um…OH…you mean THAT Patamon. Well…if the last five minutes have been any indication, he should be coming in right about…"
"YIPPEE!!!"
"…now."
With a resounding 'whoosh', little Patamon came flying in through the window and started circling the back area at the speed of light. Davis tried to keep his eye on Patamon, but it only made him dizzy. He quickly took a seat near one of the fallen boxes.
"What's with him?" Davis asked dizzily.
"Patamon never gets this way," TK tried explaining. "Unless………Veemon? What's he been eating?"
"More ice cream than I can count," Veemon answered. "And he didn't even leave a bite for me."
"There have to be eight empty containers!" Davis pointed out. "Are you saying Patamon ate ALL THAT?"
Veemon nodded. "He ate like there was no tomorrow."
TK shook his head. "Patamon! You get…"
"HI TK! GOT ANY MORE ICE CREAM?! IT'S REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY GOOD! SO SWEET! WANT MORE! GOTTA HAVE MORE! WOOHOO! LOOK AT ME! I'M FLYING! YAHOO! I'M KING OF THE DIGITAL WORLD! YAAAAAY! ICE CREAM! NEED MORE ICE CREAM! GOTTA FIND MORE ICE CREAM! YIPPEE!"
Davis' head was spinning. It wasn't just Patamon's rambunctious ramblings, but it was that he was reciting them at a mile a minute. The little Digimon was totally hyper and he didn't show any signs of slowing down. Before any of them could even blink, Patamon was out the window again. Davis, TK, and Veemon all sweatdropped.
"Uh…what's up with that?" Davis asked.
"I've…seen Patamon like this before," TK sighed. "He's…having a sugar rush."
Davis blinked. "That must be some powerful ice cream."
"Oh, that reminds me!" Veemon piped up. "Here you go, Davish."
Veemon handed Davis a label from one of the ice cream containers. It was from the container of Caramel Crunch. It read:
Caramel Crunch: Flavor of the Month. Warning: Contains high levels of sugar. Do not feed to hyperactive children.
"Well that sure explains a lot," TK said, looking at the label. "No wonder Patamon's bouncing off the walls."
"Really?" Davis pondered. "He didn't look like he was bouncing off any walls. He just looked like he was flying really fast."
"Never mind!" TK groaned.
**RING**
It was the employee phone. Before Davis could even get up, TK shot him a cold stare to keep him down. TK went over and answered the phone.
"Hello? … Yes, Mr. Chuck! … Oh, everything just great. No problems here. … What's that? … You are?! … Oh, no problem, sir. … We'll see you then, sir."
TK hung up the phone and he looked like he wanted to hang himself. Davis knew this couldn't have been good news.
"The boss is coming in AN HOUR!" TK announced.
"Oh…that's bad, isn't it?" Davis wondered.
TK walked up to Davis and turned his head towards the shambles of the back area. It was the remains of what had to Patamon's sugar rampage. It was all starting to sink into Davis now.
"We have an hour," Davis gulped. "Should we call another truce, TK?"
"Truce sounds good," TK agreed. "Let's clean this up before the boss gets here."
"OOH! OOH! Can I help?" Veemon asked eagerly.
"You can help us by finding Patamon," TK replied. "Maybe he's still outside. Go find him, Veemon."
"You got it!" Veemon nodded. He rushed out the door, leaving the two boys alone.
TK reached over and handed Davis the mop. "You clean with the mop and I'll pick up the boxes."
Davis nodded and immediately got to work cleaning up. It was a race against time now and if everything wasn't clean by the time Mr. Chuck came back, they'd be fired for sure.
Veemon looked around the alley and saw emptiness. He heard only silence. There was no sign of a hyper rookie Digimon anywhere. But he knew Patamon couldn't have gone too far.
"Patamon? Where'd you go, buddy?"
Silence. There wasn't anything stirring in the alley…until…
"YIPPEE!!!"
Patamon came rushing in towards Veemon at tremendous speeds. Before Veemon could even blink, Patamon was flying circles around him at dizzying speeds. When Veemon finally fell over from the wooziness, Patamon perched himself neatly on a nearby trashcan. But even then, it didn't look like Patamon could stay still.
"Patamon…you need to come back," Veemon said worriedly. "TK needs you to come back. He's worried about you…and he doesn't want you running around like a mad mon.
Patamon grinned and nodded quickly. "Ok, Veemon! I'll come with you! But…YOU GOTTA CATCH ME FIRST! YAHOO!!"
Once again, Patamon was off to the races. He flew off the trashcan and started flying circles around Veemon again. Veemon dove forward and ate concrete. Patamon looked down and giggled before flying off again. Veemon got up and quickly gave chase.
Patamon stopped right in front of a bunch of trashcans. Veemon dove forward again, but Patamon flew up into the air. And that left Veemon to barrel into the trashcans, knocking them all over like bowling pins. Patamon laughed and flew away again.
Veemon cleared a banana peel off his forehead and groaned. Then a light bulb appeared over the little blue Digimon's forehead.
"Hey! I got it!"
Davis didn't know how it came to this. It all started off so simply. He took this job to get Kari and add-on pack for her camera so she would like him better than TK. It was never supposed to be this complicated. But now he found himself working alongside TK in order to keep from getting fired.
TK was putting all the pots and pans back while Davis was mopping the floor and cleaning up the spilt ice cream that Patamon had left over during his period of gorging. It was still a race against time, because their boss was going to be back in less than 30 minutes. Davis tried to mop faster and kept stepping back…not noticing that he suddenly bumped into something.
"HEY! AAAAHHHH!!!"
**CRASH**
Davis turned around to see that he had unwittingly tipped over a ladder…a ladder TK was standing on. So when the ladder tipped over, TK went falling onto a stack of pots and pans.
"Sorry, TK! Are you all right?"
"Everything…except my back," TK muttered dryly. "Can't you watch where you're mopping?!"
"Sorry, TK," Davis grinned. "I didn't see you there."
Before TK could let out another indignant reaction, the door flew open and Veemon ran in. He grabbed a large box and a container of ice cream.
TK sat up. "Hey! Where do you think…?!"
He didn't get time to finish, because Veemon was already out with the box and ice cream. Davis wasn't about to figure out what his partner had in mind, since he was unique…just like he was.
TK then pointed out an important detail. "Uh…Davis? What happens when the boss sees the empty containers of ice cream and the empty cash register?"
Davis gulped. That was a very good point and Davis knew he would need to think of one of his better schemes to get out of this one. Then he got an idea.
"I have an idea!" Davis exclaimed triumphantly. "Keep cleaning, TK! I'll be right back!"
Davis got up and ran out of the employees only area and to the front of the store, where the line of impatient customers continued to increase. He walked up to the cash register and put down the 'On Break' sign, which would give him enough time to implement his master plan.
Hopefully, this would work.
It took about five minutes, but Veemon was finally ready to put his plan into action. He ducked behind a dumpster and held a rope in his hand. Veemon had set up a trap for Patamon.
The rope was attached to a stick, which was holding up the large box. And under the box was a container of ice cream. Yes, it was a simple snare trap, truly worthy of the ACME label. But with the way Patamon was going on, it would be sure to work. Patamon would be unable to resist that container of delicious ice cream.
And sure enough, Veemon saw something come zooming in. It was Patamon, who stopped on a dime to start devouring the ice cream. Veemon pulled the rope and the box fell over, trapping Patamon inside. Veemon ran over and sat on top of the box.
"Gotcha!" Veemon grinned. "You can't outsmart me, Patamon! Sometimes I think I'm just too smart for you. Maybe I should change my name to Wile Vee Coyotemon."
Before Veemon could get off another smart remark, he felt himself being lifted into the air. Patamon was flying up, box and all. And Veemon was hanging on for dear life now.
"Hey, Patamon…you've been working out, haven't you?"
Veemon didn't exactly get an answer. Instead, Patamon flew the box over towards the dumpster and tipped it over, sending Veemon falling inside.
Patamon shrugged the box off and looked down at the trash-covered Veemon. "Nice one, Wile Vee Coyotemon! But you can't catch me that easily! OOH! NEED MORE ICE CREAM! MEEP MEEP!"
Patamon flew off and much to Veemon's chagrin, he went flying back into Baskin Robbins. Veemon sweatdropped.
"Davish isn't gonna like this," he gulped.
Veemon quickly climbed out of the dumpster and went to give chase. He had to get Patamon before he undid all of Davis and TK's cleaning.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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