Palmon and Tai where still locked in a cell. Palmon's previous attacks on the door as Lillymon had merely blackened the surrounding area. Apparently there was no escape, so Palmon's mind starting to turn back to Tai again. Tai on the other hand, had taken a small piece of metal and was unsuccessfully trying to pick the lock on the door.
"Tai," Palmon grabbed his shoulder. "Do you think if Piedmon put in indestructible Digizoidium doors, he would have made sure the locks were impossible to pick?"
"That doesn't mean I should stop." Tai jammed the metal pick in hard, as if to emphasize the point.
Palmon decided to be more direct. She slipped a vine in Tai's pocket, putting a small object in his pocket without him noticing.
"I'm busy!" Tai angrily said. "And besides, one of our captors could be coming back any second."
Palmon grabbed him by both shoulders, and Tai thought she was going to attack again, but she merely shoved him aside. "I'm not spending another minute in this cell with you! Poison Ivy!" A single vine strung from her left hand.
"Be serious Palmon," Tai got up to his feet annoyed. His crest grew dark briefly, and Tai fought hard to control his negative emotions. "If you didn't do a dent with your flower cannon, what good is your poison ivy going to do?"
"I'm not talking to you!" Palmon angrily replied. If Tai wasn't concentrating so hard at not letting his new crest of fear take him over again, he may have noticed that her vine wasn't hitting the door, but instead, working it's way through the keyhole. Palmon felt along the side of the door. It may be indestructible, but it still needed hinges. She found them, and the nails that held the door in place. She retracted her vine when her job was done.
"I told you it would not work." Tai snottily answered.
Palmon didn't immediately reply, but she walked up to the door, and tapped it lightly. The door fell outwards with an enormous clang. Palmon looked at Tai and let out a hurmph, then walked out the door. Tai quickly scrambled to his feet to follow her.
"Palmon slow down, we have to rescue the others." Tai struggled to keep up.
"I figured that out myself." Piedmon had designed his lair like a carnival attraction. The halls, rooms, where all placed with almost no order. It was almost half an hour until they found the first occupied cell. Two small figures lay sleeping in opposite end of the corner, with one figure sitting crossed legged in the middle. Palmon used her vines again, popping the hinge nails off again. The door came down with an identical clang that Palmon's door made. All three turned their heads towards the door to find Palmon standing proudly in front of them.
"Gomamon, Agumon, TK! Look alive. We're leaving." Palmon proudly announced.
"No, you're not." All five swivelled around to see Puppetmon and Gatomon behind them. Gatomon laughed. She turned her head towards Puppetmon; "Don't you know how to work a lock and key?"
Puppetmon shrugged, "Wasn't my fault." He picked up a nail off the floor, "Defective doors."
"Anyway," Gatomon turned back towards the group. "You can all just crowd into that cell now."
"I'm not going back in that cell with him." Palmon sneered. "Poison Ivy! Three vines streaked on either side of Puppetmon and Gatomon. Gatomon was going to laugh at the attempt, but quickly realized that Palmon was too swift for that. She and Puppetmon turned around and saw her vines wrapped around two pillars behind them. "Oh, shit." Gatomon announced, shortly before Palmon yanked hard. The support columns came down, showering the two with debris from the ceiling.
"Everybody, run!" Tai announced and they all bolted over the rock pile. Gatomon screamed and burst out of the pile, grabbing one of the vines Palmon hadn't yet retracted. She pulled hard, sending Palmon flying back into the hall. The plant digimon collided hard with the wall, stunning her. Puppetmon jumped out of the pile, his mallet in his hands. "Where are my new tackle dummies?"
Gatomon looked up the hall. "Gone." Palmon slowly got up to her knees. Gatomon plucked a gear from her paw and plunged it into her flower. Palmon screamed briefly, but the black gear quickly asserted its control over her. Gatomon pointed to Puppetmon, "You! Go after them. Now!" Puppetmon, fully intent on hunting them down anyway, tore off down the hall.
Palmon had sat up, now fully taken over by the black gear. Gatomon turned and talked to her. "I must admit, I'm impressed. First you manage to steal two digivices, then you defeat Puppetmon, and now you escaped from my prison cell with Tai."
"By the way, would you mind terribly if I had those digivices back? You don't need them." Gatomon asked, trying to sound innocent.
Palmon shrugged her shoulders. "You could have them for all I care, but I don't have them anymore."
"What?!" Gatomon jumped to her feet. "Where are they?!"
"I slipped one in Mimi's bag. That was mine." Palmon answered.
"And the other?!" Gatomon was growing furious.
"I slipped it in Tai's pocket. I wanted to surprise him, but them I didn't want him to know because I was pissed off at him." Palmon grimaced when she mentioned his named.
Gatomon became enraged. With one swift kick, she knocked Palmon hard into the wall. Palmon fell to the ground and did not get up. "Dumb bitch!" Tai was out there with Agumon, and if that digivice was his, there would be big problems. Gatomon breathed in and out slowly, allowing herself to calm done. She placed two claws between her lips and whistled loudly. Two Otamamon appeared a minute later. "You two, bring her with me. I have a plan to catch our wayward digidestined." The converted digimon complied without hesitation, picking up Palmon on their backs. Gatomon lead them down the hall. She had a plan, and even if she had to deal with a Mega digimon, she would have the back up to handle it. Gatomon smiled, she would always be smarter than the digidestined, and that would be their downfall.
"Tai," Palmon grabbed his shoulder. "Do you think if Piedmon put in indestructible Digizoidium doors, he would have made sure the locks were impossible to pick?"
"That doesn't mean I should stop." Tai jammed the metal pick in hard, as if to emphasize the point.
Palmon decided to be more direct. She slipped a vine in Tai's pocket, putting a small object in his pocket without him noticing.
"I'm busy!" Tai angrily said. "And besides, one of our captors could be coming back any second."
Palmon grabbed him by both shoulders, and Tai thought she was going to attack again, but she merely shoved him aside. "I'm not spending another minute in this cell with you! Poison Ivy!" A single vine strung from her left hand.
"Be serious Palmon," Tai got up to his feet annoyed. His crest grew dark briefly, and Tai fought hard to control his negative emotions. "If you didn't do a dent with your flower cannon, what good is your poison ivy going to do?"
"I'm not talking to you!" Palmon angrily replied. If Tai wasn't concentrating so hard at not letting his new crest of fear take him over again, he may have noticed that her vine wasn't hitting the door, but instead, working it's way through the keyhole. Palmon felt along the side of the door. It may be indestructible, but it still needed hinges. She found them, and the nails that held the door in place. She retracted her vine when her job was done.
"I told you it would not work." Tai snottily answered.
Palmon didn't immediately reply, but she walked up to the door, and tapped it lightly. The door fell outwards with an enormous clang. Palmon looked at Tai and let out a hurmph, then walked out the door. Tai quickly scrambled to his feet to follow her.
"Palmon slow down, we have to rescue the others." Tai struggled to keep up.
"I figured that out myself." Piedmon had designed his lair like a carnival attraction. The halls, rooms, where all placed with almost no order. It was almost half an hour until they found the first occupied cell. Two small figures lay sleeping in opposite end of the corner, with one figure sitting crossed legged in the middle. Palmon used her vines again, popping the hinge nails off again. The door came down with an identical clang that Palmon's door made. All three turned their heads towards the door to find Palmon standing proudly in front of them.
"Gomamon, Agumon, TK! Look alive. We're leaving." Palmon proudly announced.
"No, you're not." All five swivelled around to see Puppetmon and Gatomon behind them. Gatomon laughed. She turned her head towards Puppetmon; "Don't you know how to work a lock and key?"
Puppetmon shrugged, "Wasn't my fault." He picked up a nail off the floor, "Defective doors."
"Anyway," Gatomon turned back towards the group. "You can all just crowd into that cell now."
"I'm not going back in that cell with him." Palmon sneered. "Poison Ivy! Three vines streaked on either side of Puppetmon and Gatomon. Gatomon was going to laugh at the attempt, but quickly realized that Palmon was too swift for that. She and Puppetmon turned around and saw her vines wrapped around two pillars behind them. "Oh, shit." Gatomon announced, shortly before Palmon yanked hard. The support columns came down, showering the two with debris from the ceiling.
"Everybody, run!" Tai announced and they all bolted over the rock pile. Gatomon screamed and burst out of the pile, grabbing one of the vines Palmon hadn't yet retracted. She pulled hard, sending Palmon flying back into the hall. The plant digimon collided hard with the wall, stunning her. Puppetmon jumped out of the pile, his mallet in his hands. "Where are my new tackle dummies?"
Gatomon looked up the hall. "Gone." Palmon slowly got up to her knees. Gatomon plucked a gear from her paw and plunged it into her flower. Palmon screamed briefly, but the black gear quickly asserted its control over her. Gatomon pointed to Puppetmon, "You! Go after them. Now!" Puppetmon, fully intent on hunting them down anyway, tore off down the hall.
Palmon had sat up, now fully taken over by the black gear. Gatomon turned and talked to her. "I must admit, I'm impressed. First you manage to steal two digivices, then you defeat Puppetmon, and now you escaped from my prison cell with Tai."
"By the way, would you mind terribly if I had those digivices back? You don't need them." Gatomon asked, trying to sound innocent.
Palmon shrugged her shoulders. "You could have them for all I care, but I don't have them anymore."
"What?!" Gatomon jumped to her feet. "Where are they?!"
"I slipped one in Mimi's bag. That was mine." Palmon answered.
"And the other?!" Gatomon was growing furious.
"I slipped it in Tai's pocket. I wanted to surprise him, but them I didn't want him to know because I was pissed off at him." Palmon grimaced when she mentioned his named.
Gatomon became enraged. With one swift kick, she knocked Palmon hard into the wall. Palmon fell to the ground and did not get up. "Dumb bitch!" Tai was out there with Agumon, and if that digivice was his, there would be big problems. Gatomon breathed in and out slowly, allowing herself to calm done. She placed two claws between her lips and whistled loudly. Two Otamamon appeared a minute later. "You two, bring her with me. I have a plan to catch our wayward digidestined." The converted digimon complied without hesitation, picking up Palmon on their backs. Gatomon lead them down the hall. She had a plan, and even if she had to deal with a Mega digimon, she would have the back up to handle it. Gatomon smiled, she would always be smarter than the digidestined, and that would be their downfall.