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"Is it dead?" a shrill voice asked. "Is it dead?! What kind of a question is that?! Here's a better question: Can we eat it?" a second voice replied loudly. "Ow.. rocks SUCK," Kiro said, sitting up and rubbing his head. "I think it's not dead," The first voice said. "I don't think it's dead either, Kiro replied, opening his eyes. As soon as he did, he closed them again. "It may be delusional though.." Kiro said again. "Delusional?" one asked. "It's when you can't tell the difference between what's real and what's not. Like if a guy woke up in a strange place surrounded bye evil bird things that want to eat him and he ends up explaining the meaning of delusional to them," Kiro said.
"We're not evil birds! We're Bukamon!" a group of voices yelled. Kiro opened his eyes. He was surrounded by a bunch of dark-skinned, grinning seal things with orange crests on their heads. "Bukamon? Like the digimon Bukamon? You sure you're not evil flying bird-seals of doom gone horribly horribly wrong?" Kiro asked. The Bukamon laughed. "You're silly, stranger. You're a lot different from the other stranger!" the Bukamon yelled. "Other stranger? You mean there's another person like me here?" Kiro asked. "Yup! He had big hair and was about as tall as you!" the Bukamon said. "So there's another person here too? Come to think of it, where am I?" Kiro asked.
"Uh.... you're here?" the Bukamon replied hopefully. "Here? What kind of answer is that?" Kiro yelled indignantly. "We don't know where we are either," the Bukamon said sadly. Some of them started to sniffle. "Hey guys- just calm down! There's no need to get upset-" Kiro said calmly, until the Bukamon went off like a sprinkler system. "AHHHH! Stop for the love of god!" Kiro screamed as he was drenched in tears. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" the Bukamon cried. "What do you want from me?!" Kiro bellowed. "WE WANNA GO HOME!" the Bukamon sobbed. "FINE! YOU GOT IT! JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!" Kiro screamed.
The Bukamon stopped crying instantaneously. "Really? You'll help us get home?" they asked cautiously. "If you never cry again, I'll sell you my kidneys! And maybe some of my gall bladder!" Kiro said enthusiastically. The Bukamon huddled together in a conference. Kiro suddenly felt that he made a bad decision. The huddle broke as the Bukamon flew towards Kiro. "Deal!" They yelled. "Well, about that deal.." Kiro said. "We know. You take us home, we don't cry. Boy, are WE suckers," one of the Bukamon retorted sardonically.
"By the by, what's your name? We can't go around calling you stranger," the lead Bukamon inquired. "The name's Kiro. But you can call me Kiro. Or omnipotent master.." Kiro said slyly. "Uh, I think Kiro will do nicely," The Bukamon leader replied. "CURSES!" Kiro yelled. "Aw, don't be mad, Kiro," one of the Bukamon said. "Yeah! We'll wipe that frown off your face! GROUP HUG!" the Bukamon yelled. "Aw darn," Kiro said as he was smothered by the group.
"Kiro! We're hungry!" one Bukamon yelled. "Yeah! Hungry and tired!" the rest bellowed. "What I wouldn't give some food," Kiro said. "Yeah, like a big juicy fish!" the Bukamon sighed. "Or some chili," drooled Kiro. "I don't care what it is- I'll swallow it whole!" one Bukamon said. "Yeah! It's all the same wonderful food!" the rest replied. "Hey guys! Don't be glum!" Kiro said. "But we're hungry!" the Bukamon whined. "You know what we need? A song!" Kiro said. "But we don't know any songs," the Bukamon complained. "That's ok. I can teach you a few from my repertoire," Kiro said.
Five Minutes later..
"FOOD, GLORIOUS FOOD! WHAT IS THERE MORE HANDSOME? GULPED SWALLOWED OR CHEWED, STILL WORTH A KIN'S RANSOM! WHAT IS IT WE DREAM ABOUT? WHAT BRINGS ON A SIGH? PILED PEACHES AND CREAM, ABOUT SIX FEET HIGH!" Kiro and the Bukamon sang. "The big finale!" Kiro yelled between verses, as the group chorused, "FOOD, GLORIOUS FOOD! WHAT WOULDN'T WE GIVE FOR THAT EXTRA BIT MORE- THAT'S ALL THAT WE LIVE FOR!" One Bukamon cleared his throat and sang, "WHY SHOUD WE BE FATED TO DO NOTHING BUT BROOD ON-" "FOOD! MAGICAL FOOD! WONDERFUL FOOD! MARVELLOUS FOOD! FABULOUS FOOD!" The rest sang.
"That was pretty good, you guys!" Kiro said. "Hold up!" one Bukamon said as he sniffed the air. "What's up?" Kiro asked. "I smell water!" Bukamon replied. "Me too!" other chirped. "Really? Where?" Kiro inquired. "Let's see.." the Bukamon said, sniffing the air again. "THAT WAY!" the Bukamon said as he pointed east.
"We're close. REAL close," the Bukamon said. "Hey- LOOK!" another Bukamon exclaimed, pointing ahead. In the distance, the ground sloped into a valley with an extremely large oasis in the middle. "SWEET!" Kiro said as the group sprinted towards the oasis, and were just about to enter. "SAVE ME! SAVE ME!" a shrill voice cawed. The group turned to see a small bird digimon flying at top speed towards them. The bird collided into Kiro, who let a grunted on impact. "Save you from what?" one Bukamon asked. "From them!" The bird digimon said, as he collapsed in Kiro's arms. "Bird dude? Are you okay?" Kiro asked, slapping the digimon's face lightly.
"Uh.. Kiro? Maybe you should look up," suggested one of the Bukamon. Kiro looked up to see two Dokugumon, apparently chasing the bird Kiro was chasing. "YOU THERE! STOP!" they howled, running towards them. "RUN FOR IT!" Kiro yelled, as the group took off. The Dokugumon were herding them towards the oasis, where many more Dokugumon were waiting. "We're trapped!" one Bukamon screamed. Kiro thought quickly for once in his life, and said, "When I say 'GO', turn hard right!" he yelled to the group. He then raised his arm in a turning signal. "LOOK! HE'S TURNING LEFT!" the Dokugumon yelled. "GO!" Kiro yelled, as the group turned right. "We probably should have expected that," one Dokugumon said as the group distanced themselves. "THEY'RE GETTING AWAY!" the other Dokugumon yelled as the group eventually disappeared on the horizon.
"Kiro! They stopped following!" The Bukamon said. The group slowed down, eventually taking shelter in a nearby cave. "That place was crawling with Dokugumon!" on Bukamon said. "So the only source of water and food is an evil oasis of doom. I guess it could be worse.." Kiro said, setting up a fire. "Really? How?" the Bukamon asked. "Well, those eyes in the cave could be evil," Kiro said, as the group was surrounded by the eerie, glowing eyes..
A/N: Well, Kiro isn't dead yet! But who knows what's in store for our hero! Actually, hero's kind of an overstatement...
Kiro: HEY!
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"Is it dead?" a shrill voice asked. "Is it dead?! What kind of a question is that?! Here's a better question: Can we eat it?" a second voice replied loudly. "Ow.. rocks SUCK," Kiro said, sitting up and rubbing his head. "I think it's not dead," The first voice said. "I don't think it's dead either, Kiro replied, opening his eyes. As soon as he did, he closed them again. "It may be delusional though.." Kiro said again. "Delusional?" one asked. "It's when you can't tell the difference between what's real and what's not. Like if a guy woke up in a strange place surrounded bye evil bird things that want to eat him and he ends up explaining the meaning of delusional to them," Kiro said.
"We're not evil birds! We're Bukamon!" a group of voices yelled. Kiro opened his eyes. He was surrounded by a bunch of dark-skinned, grinning seal things with orange crests on their heads. "Bukamon? Like the digimon Bukamon? You sure you're not evil flying bird-seals of doom gone horribly horribly wrong?" Kiro asked. The Bukamon laughed. "You're silly, stranger. You're a lot different from the other stranger!" the Bukamon yelled. "Other stranger? You mean there's another person like me here?" Kiro asked. "Yup! He had big hair and was about as tall as you!" the Bukamon said. "So there's another person here too? Come to think of it, where am I?" Kiro asked.
"Uh.... you're here?" the Bukamon replied hopefully. "Here? What kind of answer is that?" Kiro yelled indignantly. "We don't know where we are either," the Bukamon said sadly. Some of them started to sniffle. "Hey guys- just calm down! There's no need to get upset-" Kiro said calmly, until the Bukamon went off like a sprinkler system. "AHHHH! Stop for the love of god!" Kiro screamed as he was drenched in tears. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" the Bukamon cried. "What do you want from me?!" Kiro bellowed. "WE WANNA GO HOME!" the Bukamon sobbed. "FINE! YOU GOT IT! JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!" Kiro screamed.
The Bukamon stopped crying instantaneously. "Really? You'll help us get home?" they asked cautiously. "If you never cry again, I'll sell you my kidneys! And maybe some of my gall bladder!" Kiro said enthusiastically. The Bukamon huddled together in a conference. Kiro suddenly felt that he made a bad decision. The huddle broke as the Bukamon flew towards Kiro. "Deal!" They yelled. "Well, about that deal.." Kiro said. "We know. You take us home, we don't cry. Boy, are WE suckers," one of the Bukamon retorted sardonically.
"By the by, what's your name? We can't go around calling you stranger," the lead Bukamon inquired. "The name's Kiro. But you can call me Kiro. Or omnipotent master.." Kiro said slyly. "Uh, I think Kiro will do nicely," The Bukamon leader replied. "CURSES!" Kiro yelled. "Aw, don't be mad, Kiro," one of the Bukamon said. "Yeah! We'll wipe that frown off your face! GROUP HUG!" the Bukamon yelled. "Aw darn," Kiro said as he was smothered by the group.
"Kiro! We're hungry!" one Bukamon yelled. "Yeah! Hungry and tired!" the rest bellowed. "What I wouldn't give some food," Kiro said. "Yeah, like a big juicy fish!" the Bukamon sighed. "Or some chili," drooled Kiro. "I don't care what it is- I'll swallow it whole!" one Bukamon said. "Yeah! It's all the same wonderful food!" the rest replied. "Hey guys! Don't be glum!" Kiro said. "But we're hungry!" the Bukamon whined. "You know what we need? A song!" Kiro said. "But we don't know any songs," the Bukamon complained. "That's ok. I can teach you a few from my repertoire," Kiro said.
Five Minutes later..
"FOOD, GLORIOUS FOOD! WHAT IS THERE MORE HANDSOME? GULPED SWALLOWED OR CHEWED, STILL WORTH A KIN'S RANSOM! WHAT IS IT WE DREAM ABOUT? WHAT BRINGS ON A SIGH? PILED PEACHES AND CREAM, ABOUT SIX FEET HIGH!" Kiro and the Bukamon sang. "The big finale!" Kiro yelled between verses, as the group chorused, "FOOD, GLORIOUS FOOD! WHAT WOULDN'T WE GIVE FOR THAT EXTRA BIT MORE- THAT'S ALL THAT WE LIVE FOR!" One Bukamon cleared his throat and sang, "WHY SHOUD WE BE FATED TO DO NOTHING BUT BROOD ON-" "FOOD! MAGICAL FOOD! WONDERFUL FOOD! MARVELLOUS FOOD! FABULOUS FOOD!" The rest sang.
"That was pretty good, you guys!" Kiro said. "Hold up!" one Bukamon said as he sniffed the air. "What's up?" Kiro asked. "I smell water!" Bukamon replied. "Me too!" other chirped. "Really? Where?" Kiro inquired. "Let's see.." the Bukamon said, sniffing the air again. "THAT WAY!" the Bukamon said as he pointed east.
"We're close. REAL close," the Bukamon said. "Hey- LOOK!" another Bukamon exclaimed, pointing ahead. In the distance, the ground sloped into a valley with an extremely large oasis in the middle. "SWEET!" Kiro said as the group sprinted towards the oasis, and were just about to enter. "SAVE ME! SAVE ME!" a shrill voice cawed. The group turned to see a small bird digimon flying at top speed towards them. The bird collided into Kiro, who let a grunted on impact. "Save you from what?" one Bukamon asked. "From them!" The bird digimon said, as he collapsed in Kiro's arms. "Bird dude? Are you okay?" Kiro asked, slapping the digimon's face lightly.
"Uh.. Kiro? Maybe you should look up," suggested one of the Bukamon. Kiro looked up to see two Dokugumon, apparently chasing the bird Kiro was chasing. "YOU THERE! STOP!" they howled, running towards them. "RUN FOR IT!" Kiro yelled, as the group took off. The Dokugumon were herding them towards the oasis, where many more Dokugumon were waiting. "We're trapped!" one Bukamon screamed. Kiro thought quickly for once in his life, and said, "When I say 'GO', turn hard right!" he yelled to the group. He then raised his arm in a turning signal. "LOOK! HE'S TURNING LEFT!" the Dokugumon yelled. "GO!" Kiro yelled, as the group turned right. "We probably should have expected that," one Dokugumon said as the group distanced themselves. "THEY'RE GETTING AWAY!" the other Dokugumon yelled as the group eventually disappeared on the horizon.
"Kiro! They stopped following!" The Bukamon said. The group slowed down, eventually taking shelter in a nearby cave. "That place was crawling with Dokugumon!" on Bukamon said. "So the only source of water and food is an evil oasis of doom. I guess it could be worse.." Kiro said, setting up a fire. "Really? How?" the Bukamon asked. "Well, those eyes in the cave could be evil," Kiro said, as the group was surrounded by the eerie, glowing eyes..
A/N: Well, Kiro isn't dead yet! But who knows what's in store for our hero! Actually, hero's kind of an overstatement...
Kiro: HEY!
(looking for a good New year's Resolution? Here's an idea: Review this story!)