Chapter 6 – Worries
"Where's Michael?" Nicole asked Tony.
"Got me."
Nicole ran her fingers through her blonde hair in frustration. Michael hadn't been seen since lunch.
"He probably got sick from the food." Alex joked.
"Nah… He liked it. He finished it fast." Tony responded.
Now Alex began to run his fingers through his faded green hair. Tony really knew how to toss a wrench into the fine workings of a joke. Alex's black eyes looked toward the empty desk. The teacher had stepped out to talk to the principal about this. Then the teacher came back in.
"Does anyone know where Michael is?"
Alex noticed that a girl slowly raised her hand.
"Tiffany?"
"Some eighth graders chased him away from the school. One of them also bullied Michael in the lunch room."
The teacher went back to the principal. Alex heard them saying something about contacting Michael's father…
'Uh-oh. If Guilmon answers the phone, Michael might be expelled. Guilmon does sound like Michael. PLEASE DON'T LET GUILMON ANSWER THE PHONE!!!!!!'
At the Matsuki residence, Guilmon had finished off a loaf of bread left out for him. He was about to play around in the backyard, when the phone rang.
"I'll get it." He said to no one in particular.
Someone in the process of Fate heard Alex's mental plea, for Guilmon tripped on a shoe that was misplaced. Guilmon placed the shoe next to the door, and continued toward the phone. Guilmon then tripped because he forgot that it was a split-level home. He wasn't about to give up, and he made it to the phone as the answering machine began to record the message.
"Mr. Matsuki, this is Michael's principal. Eighth graders at our school chased Michael away, and we called to inform you. The students responsible will be punished. Bye."
Guilmon had spent the time since he arrived in the real world learning along with Michael. He knew that this wasn't good. Guilmon checked the note next to the phone, and tried his absolute best to make sure he pressed the right buttons. Guilmon waited for someone to pick up. After a couple of ringing sounds, he heard Takato's voice.
"Hello?"
"Takato, this is important. Michael was chased away from school by bullies!"
Michael slowly opened his eyes. He wanted to get up, but his body told him the hard way he shouldn't. He ignored the pain, and got up, noticing that this place was new to him. Michael walked around a little bit before he heard something coming from down a hall. He began to walk in that direction, but his feet throbbed with pain. Michael looked around, and noticed a pair of sandals next to the door he came out of. Figuring that someone left them for him, he removed his shoes, and placed the sandals on his feet.
'There, now it doesn't hurt to walk.'
Since Michael wore no socks, we can easily see that his feet are identical to Guilmon's, save for the skin color. Michael then began to head down the hall. When he found the source of the sound, he found a woman with faded red hair that reached to her shoulders busy making tea. The sound was the kettle whistling. The woman was busy preparing the tea when she noticed Michael watching her.
"Oh. You're up."
"Um… where am I?"
"About twelve blocks away from the school. You're in the West Shinjuku area."
"Uhh…. I… don't know the city well. I live outside the city."
"Oh. Pardon, but what is your name?"
"Michael."
"Do you know your last name?"
"Mot…Matt…Um… Matsuki." Michael said, unfamiliar with his last name.
"Matsuki?"
"Uh-huh."
The woman looked like she was remembering something. Michael then stepped out from the other side of the counter, coming into her full view. She was unsettled, but she wasn't frightened anymore.
"What happened to those mean people?"
"Huh? Oh. I chased them off."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"What's your name?"
"Jeri Kato."
"Jeri? It sounds familiar… I know! Daddy was wondering why you didn't come to the park that one day when…when… WAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!"
Michael had accidentally reminded himself of when his mother was killed by accident. Worse still, he blamed himself because the men were aiming at him.
"What's wrong? Please tell me."
Michael did his best to stop crying long enough to tell her.
"That day…. When the Digimon came to visit… While most were talking, Guilmon and me went to play. After playing a while, Guilmon said…. He had to talk to my dad… I didn't mind, and… played some more… Then these men pointed a long thing at me that flashed and made a loud sound…"
Jeri knew he was describing a gun. Michael did his best to continue.
"Something went… went past me and put a hole… in a tree. I got scared and ran… I ran past my mommy, and… the thing flashed and made noise again… IT HIT MOMMY!!!!!!! WAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! THEY HURT MOMMY TRYING TO HURT ME!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY THOUGHT I WAS A MONSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Jeri then bean to try and calm the hybrid-like boy down…
Jeri finally enters the story, and winds up trying to deal with ONE EMOTIONAL HYBRID.
"Where's Michael?" Nicole asked Tony.
"Got me."
Nicole ran her fingers through her blonde hair in frustration. Michael hadn't been seen since lunch.
"He probably got sick from the food." Alex joked.
"Nah… He liked it. He finished it fast." Tony responded.
Now Alex began to run his fingers through his faded green hair. Tony really knew how to toss a wrench into the fine workings of a joke. Alex's black eyes looked toward the empty desk. The teacher had stepped out to talk to the principal about this. Then the teacher came back in.
"Does anyone know where Michael is?"
Alex noticed that a girl slowly raised her hand.
"Tiffany?"
"Some eighth graders chased him away from the school. One of them also bullied Michael in the lunch room."
The teacher went back to the principal. Alex heard them saying something about contacting Michael's father…
'Uh-oh. If Guilmon answers the phone, Michael might be expelled. Guilmon does sound like Michael. PLEASE DON'T LET GUILMON ANSWER THE PHONE!!!!!!'
At the Matsuki residence, Guilmon had finished off a loaf of bread left out for him. He was about to play around in the backyard, when the phone rang.
"I'll get it." He said to no one in particular.
Someone in the process of Fate heard Alex's mental plea, for Guilmon tripped on a shoe that was misplaced. Guilmon placed the shoe next to the door, and continued toward the phone. Guilmon then tripped because he forgot that it was a split-level home. He wasn't about to give up, and he made it to the phone as the answering machine began to record the message.
"Mr. Matsuki, this is Michael's principal. Eighth graders at our school chased Michael away, and we called to inform you. The students responsible will be punished. Bye."
Guilmon had spent the time since he arrived in the real world learning along with Michael. He knew that this wasn't good. Guilmon checked the note next to the phone, and tried his absolute best to make sure he pressed the right buttons. Guilmon waited for someone to pick up. After a couple of ringing sounds, he heard Takato's voice.
"Hello?"
"Takato, this is important. Michael was chased away from school by bullies!"
Michael slowly opened his eyes. He wanted to get up, but his body told him the hard way he shouldn't. He ignored the pain, and got up, noticing that this place was new to him. Michael walked around a little bit before he heard something coming from down a hall. He began to walk in that direction, but his feet throbbed with pain. Michael looked around, and noticed a pair of sandals next to the door he came out of. Figuring that someone left them for him, he removed his shoes, and placed the sandals on his feet.
'There, now it doesn't hurt to walk.'
Since Michael wore no socks, we can easily see that his feet are identical to Guilmon's, save for the skin color. Michael then began to head down the hall. When he found the source of the sound, he found a woman with faded red hair that reached to her shoulders busy making tea. The sound was the kettle whistling. The woman was busy preparing the tea when she noticed Michael watching her.
"Oh. You're up."
"Um… where am I?"
"About twelve blocks away from the school. You're in the West Shinjuku area."
"Uhh…. I… don't know the city well. I live outside the city."
"Oh. Pardon, but what is your name?"
"Michael."
"Do you know your last name?"
"Mot…Matt…Um… Matsuki." Michael said, unfamiliar with his last name.
"Matsuki?"
"Uh-huh."
The woman looked like she was remembering something. Michael then stepped out from the other side of the counter, coming into her full view. She was unsettled, but she wasn't frightened anymore.
"What happened to those mean people?"
"Huh? Oh. I chased them off."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"What's your name?"
"Jeri Kato."
"Jeri? It sounds familiar… I know! Daddy was wondering why you didn't come to the park that one day when…when… WAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!"
Michael had accidentally reminded himself of when his mother was killed by accident. Worse still, he blamed himself because the men were aiming at him.
"What's wrong? Please tell me."
Michael did his best to stop crying long enough to tell her.
"That day…. When the Digimon came to visit… While most were talking, Guilmon and me went to play. After playing a while, Guilmon said…. He had to talk to my dad… I didn't mind, and… played some more… Then these men pointed a long thing at me that flashed and made a loud sound…"
Jeri knew he was describing a gun. Michael did his best to continue.
"Something went… went past me and put a hole… in a tree. I got scared and ran… I ran past my mommy, and… the thing flashed and made noise again… IT HIT MOMMY!!!!!!! WAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! THEY HURT MOMMY TRYING TO HURT ME!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY THOUGHT I WAS A MONSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Jeri then bean to try and calm the hybrid-like boy down…
Jeri finally enters the story, and winds up trying to deal with ONE EMOTIONAL HYBRID.