Hey Inuyasha-kun, I'll make up for the misspelling… (Hands Inuyasha-
kun Bulma's frying pan.) That will make even a Saiyan cringe in terror.
Just don't tell Bulma where you got it…
By the way, give 'THE MIGHTY CORRECTOR' a few hundred whacks for me…
Chapter 7 – A couple surprises…
"Michael, please calm down!"
After a couple of minutes, Michael finally calms down.
"Michael, I'm sorry about your mother…but you aren't to blame."
"* Sniffles* I'm not?"
"No. Those men are."
"But they were to hurt me." Michael said as his voice slipped back to a perfect match of Guilmon's.
Jeri was unsettled by how much Michael was like Guilmon, but she continued.
"Were you the one that used the gun?"
"Huh? The loud thing? No."
"Then it's not your fault. Now come outside and we'll talk some more."
Michael followed Jeri outside. Jeri handed him a cup of tea, and he sipped it.
"Do you like my garden?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I do too, but lately, the flowers have been dying no matter what I do. The flowers are wilting, but you and I still see the beauty in them."
"I guess so…. PHEW!!!!! Something smells BAD!!!!!"
Michael wrinkled his nose in disgust. Something in the garden was reeking.
"What is it?"
"It's over in the flowers."
Jeri went over to check the flowers. When she moved them a bit, the smell of alcohol hit her nose. Then she found some empty bottles of sake around where the bullies usually messed around in her garden. Jeri decided to visit the school, and bring Michael along…
"WHERE IS MY SON???????"
"Mr. Matsuki, calm down!!!!!! We don't know. Some eighth graders chased him off. We're also trying to find out WHICH eighth graders."
"I WANT MY SON BACK!!!!!!!"
Takato was in no mood to hear that his son was lost. He hadn't felt this angry since Beelzemon killed Leomon. However, Takato still had control of himself here, or else Megidramon would probably show up again. Luckily, Michael then walked into the school grounds. He was wearing his shoes again, and he didn't sound like Guilmon.
"Are those mean people gone?"
"MICHAEL!"
Takato ran up to his son, and hugged him.
"I was afraid I wouldn't see you again."
"OUCH! Not so hard!"
Takato was stunned. Normally, he said that. He let go of Michael, and saw the cuts and bruises on his face, arms, and legs. He guessed there were plenty more on his body.
"Wha-what happened? What did they do to you?"
"They kicked me and hit me with metal rope…"
"Metal rope? You mean they whipped you with chains?"
"Uh-huh. Jeri saved me though.
"Jeri?"
Then Jeri walked up to the group.
"Takato?"
"Jeri?"
"Hey! I was right! You know my dad."
Before they could catch up on old times, Michael's nose wrinkled again.
"EW! It's that smell from earlier."
Just then, four eighth grade teens came into view, drinking down bottles of sake like they didn't know they were seen.
"They were the ones who hurt me."
The principal marched over to the bullies, and began shouting at them.
"Come on Michael, let's go home…"
Michael immediately went to his room, and went to sleep. He needed it. Jeri and Takato were downstairs talking about something when Michael fell asleep. Michael soon began to dream about when the bullies were whipping him with chains. Only when he pulled down the one, he rammed into another on, and began clawing him. He drew blood, and the second bully was bleeding. Michael looked at his hands, and saw claws instead…
"AUGH!!"
Michael sat up quickly, only to smack his head into the ceiling. Michael first noticed that his room seemed a lot smaller. Then he noticed the shirt and pants he slept in were quite torn and stretched. Michael felt for the bump on his head, but found two. They were also pointed. Michael was a little curious, until he looked at his hands. They were claws…
"AAAUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!"
Takato and Jeri then burst into the room, and Michael looked DOWN on them. Literally.
"Michael, what's… YIPE!!!!!"
Takato jumped when he saw his son. The good news was that he wasn't a Guilmon hybrid now. The bad news was that he was now a Growlmon hybrid…
This just keeps getter BETTER AND BETTER!!
By the way, give 'THE MIGHTY CORRECTOR' a few hundred whacks for me…
Chapter 7 – A couple surprises…
"Michael, please calm down!"
After a couple of minutes, Michael finally calms down.
"Michael, I'm sorry about your mother…but you aren't to blame."
"* Sniffles* I'm not?"
"No. Those men are."
"But they were to hurt me." Michael said as his voice slipped back to a perfect match of Guilmon's.
Jeri was unsettled by how much Michael was like Guilmon, but she continued.
"Were you the one that used the gun?"
"Huh? The loud thing? No."
"Then it's not your fault. Now come outside and we'll talk some more."
Michael followed Jeri outside. Jeri handed him a cup of tea, and he sipped it.
"Do you like my garden?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I do too, but lately, the flowers have been dying no matter what I do. The flowers are wilting, but you and I still see the beauty in them."
"I guess so…. PHEW!!!!! Something smells BAD!!!!!"
Michael wrinkled his nose in disgust. Something in the garden was reeking.
"What is it?"
"It's over in the flowers."
Jeri went over to check the flowers. When she moved them a bit, the smell of alcohol hit her nose. Then she found some empty bottles of sake around where the bullies usually messed around in her garden. Jeri decided to visit the school, and bring Michael along…
"WHERE IS MY SON???????"
"Mr. Matsuki, calm down!!!!!! We don't know. Some eighth graders chased him off. We're also trying to find out WHICH eighth graders."
"I WANT MY SON BACK!!!!!!!"
Takato was in no mood to hear that his son was lost. He hadn't felt this angry since Beelzemon killed Leomon. However, Takato still had control of himself here, or else Megidramon would probably show up again. Luckily, Michael then walked into the school grounds. He was wearing his shoes again, and he didn't sound like Guilmon.
"Are those mean people gone?"
"MICHAEL!"
Takato ran up to his son, and hugged him.
"I was afraid I wouldn't see you again."
"OUCH! Not so hard!"
Takato was stunned. Normally, he said that. He let go of Michael, and saw the cuts and bruises on his face, arms, and legs. He guessed there were plenty more on his body.
"Wha-what happened? What did they do to you?"
"They kicked me and hit me with metal rope…"
"Metal rope? You mean they whipped you with chains?"
"Uh-huh. Jeri saved me though.
"Jeri?"
Then Jeri walked up to the group.
"Takato?"
"Jeri?"
"Hey! I was right! You know my dad."
Before they could catch up on old times, Michael's nose wrinkled again.
"EW! It's that smell from earlier."
Just then, four eighth grade teens came into view, drinking down bottles of sake like they didn't know they were seen.
"They were the ones who hurt me."
The principal marched over to the bullies, and began shouting at them.
"Come on Michael, let's go home…"
Michael immediately went to his room, and went to sleep. He needed it. Jeri and Takato were downstairs talking about something when Michael fell asleep. Michael soon began to dream about when the bullies were whipping him with chains. Only when he pulled down the one, he rammed into another on, and began clawing him. He drew blood, and the second bully was bleeding. Michael looked at his hands, and saw claws instead…
"AUGH!!"
Michael sat up quickly, only to smack his head into the ceiling. Michael first noticed that his room seemed a lot smaller. Then he noticed the shirt and pants he slept in were quite torn and stretched. Michael felt for the bump on his head, but found two. They were also pointed. Michael was a little curious, until he looked at his hands. They were claws…
"AAAUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!"
Takato and Jeri then burst into the room, and Michael looked DOWN on them. Literally.
"Michael, what's… YIPE!!!!!"
Takato jumped when he saw his son. The good news was that he wasn't a Guilmon hybrid now. The bad news was that he was now a Growlmon hybrid…
This just keeps getter BETTER AND BETTER!!