Dimensional Dreaming...
Chapter three
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"Kari, I know of a good movie on tonight. You want to watch it?"
"No thanks Gatomon." Kari replied. "I know you're trying to help me, but depriving me of sleep really isn't going to accomplish anything."
The feline digi crossed her arms and frowned. "I don't like it. These dreams keep coming to you kids, and we can't do a thing about it! I wish I could protect you in your sleep..."
The girl stifled a giggle, as she pulled up the covers on her bed. "They can't hurt me, the worse they can do is scare me half to death. Besides, I don't think it can get any crazier than it has just yet..."
"Allright, if you say so Kari." The digimon said to her friend. She then climbed onto the bed and curled up right next to her partner.
"G'night Kari..." she said, exaustion from the tense day overcoming her.
Kari stifled another giggle before smiling.
"Good night Gatomon..."
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(Okay now, THis...) Davis thought. (Is creepy.)
He had no idea when he had come to, but he got the feeling he really wasn't awake...
(This is like one of those out-of-body experience things...) he pondered. He had found himself on the ground, but when he stood up...he didn't recognize where he was.
(...Only without the body.)
He was standing in a courtyard garden of a large, ornate housing. Davis could see that all the different parts of the house joined at the corners, yet it confused him as to why the covered hallway was Outside the buildings...
Taking in more stock of his surroundings, he realized that it was nighttime, a bright cresent moon shining down from above. His ears not only heard the bubbling of the koi pond in the garden, but of the noises of traffic outside the walls...
(So we're in the city, that much I know.) He mused. (That doesn't tell me WHy I'm here, standing in my p-jays!)
The goggleboy shrugged, and started walking down the dirt path.
-
(Wow...I didn't think anybody could stand living this high...I certianly can't.)
Tk was looking out the window of the apartment he had awoken in. Okay, so he didn't really feel awake, more like he was in a controlled sleep...
(Sleep? Am I having another vision?)
He looked about himself in the room he was in. It was obviously a girl's room, which brought him some discomfort. However, from the amount of plushes and juvinile toys laying across the floor, he also assumed that the girl was very young, relieving him somewhat.
It was nighttime, and the stars were twinkling like mad. For some reason that Tk couldn't fathom, the stars...looked more real, than before...
A soft snort got his attention.
As he turned around, he suddenly found that a bed had been right behind him...and that it's occupant was snoring, a smile on her face.
What guy can help, but melt at the sight of a little girl in bed? Tk grinned, and saw that the covers were slipping off of her. Out of the goodness in his heart, he reached to readjust the sheets...
and gaped as his hand passed right through the fabric.
Quickly backtracking, he tried it again. Once more, his hand went through the sheets, as if they weren't even there.
(But the sheets LOok solid,) he thought, as he looked at his hand intently. After a few seconds of staring, he finally saw...that he could see Through his hand...
(Okay, back the truck up. What is it, I'm real and the room isn't...or the room's real, and I'm not...at least, not in person...)
The girl in the bed shifted around, drawing the blonde's attention again. Her face rolled around to be illiuminated in the moonlight...
He froze.
She was young, innocent, and had the oddest shade of pink/purple hair you had ever seen. The hair was tied in two ponytails, one on each side of the head.
(I've seen this girl before...) Tk thought. (It was in Davis's...)
She sighed dreamily in her sleep. "Tewwieamon...Pwincess pwetty pants...."
He would have chuckled at the statement, hadn't the full meaning of what she'd just said, plus the sudden realization of who she was, sunk in. He quickly made his way around her bed, and picked his way across the cluttered floor. (Hey, just because I'm a 'ghost' doesn't mean I'm gonna take the risk of breaking my neck.)
He walked right through the door, into a hallway with multiple doors. He had a really sickening feeling...
(That was the blue-haired kid's little sister. And if she's living here...) he turned to look down the hall.
(Then may be He's here too.)
-
Tai rubbed his head groggily and stood up. As he took in his surroundings, this question hit him first...
(What am I doing in a bakery?)
His first clue was the roll stands and displays before him. It honestly LOoked like a bakery...and as he took a sniff, he reailized that it Smelled like a bakery too.
(But it's midnight, and it's closed...why am I in here?)
However, the aroma of glazed cimmanon rolls drifted past his nose, and his stomach growled in response.
(Hehe,...if this is a dream, I'm gonna have a midnight snack when I wake up. If it isn't...I hope the people here are kind souls.)
He attempted to lean over and peer into the glass display cases, to see if there were any left...but ending up yelling as his upper body plummeted into the racks.
(What the???) he thought, as he looked around in the empty case. (Oh boy, it's one of those ghost-vantadge-point-things. Joy.)
(Now what's the point?! I'm hungry, and if I can't touch anything, then that means I can't eat! Gosh, why does the dreamweaver torture us so???....huh?)
Tai found that his right hand was resting on a single remaining cinnimon roll. He put his fingers around it, desperate for food...
And lifted it.
(Yesssss!!) the bushy-haired kid cheered, as he wolfed down the roll, savoring the flavor. (My compliments to the chef.)
(But wait a second,) he blinked. (I've never had a dream this vivid, and my actions...there's no lagtime.)
He stood straight, lifting his head out of the case. (So...is it a vision?...)
(I just ate a roll out of my own vision! How's that for serendipity, or whatever word fits?..)
He walked past the front counter and into the kitchen proper. There were half-a-dozen devices there that he wouldn't ever be able to name, so he just moved on...
As he neared the back, he found that there was a sort of living area there. At least, a table and a tv set were present...and so was a gaming system.
(Tells me that they live here, as well as work here.) He deducted. The brunette then turned his head further towards the back, where his eyes located a staircase.
(I wonder...)
Out of curiousity, he headed towards the stairs, and started climbing them. This struck rather odd on Tai's mind, he could pass through objects, so why could he climb the stairs? Shrugging it off, he reached the top.
Pretty straightforward hall here, had three doors. He walked from one door to the next. It was the final one that Tai paused at, and stared.
Tacked up on the door, was a poster. A DIgimon poster, with pictures...of the first seven digidestined...and thier digimon...
He peered closer at the print. He couldn't belive how immature he looked in the thing... (If someone's making money off of us, I'd like to find him, and ask for our share at least!)
Then he noticed that tacked a little lower, was another Digimon poster. Digimon 02 it read, featuring Davis and the newer gang, as well as some of thier digimon in armor form.
He shook his head. (What's going on here? Why are these posters here? WHY didn't we hear there was an anime coming out about us??!)
Regaining his composure, he saw as well, that random drawings were tacked over the door too. Many of them were of Agumon and Veemon, but there was a few he couldn't make out...
At the moment, he didn't neccesarly care. He had something of an idea why he had landed here now, and he was going to go through with it...
Let's see what this kid's like. Tai Kamiya decided, as he stepped straight through the door.
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Chapter three
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"Kari, I know of a good movie on tonight. You want to watch it?"
"No thanks Gatomon." Kari replied. "I know you're trying to help me, but depriving me of sleep really isn't going to accomplish anything."
The feline digi crossed her arms and frowned. "I don't like it. These dreams keep coming to you kids, and we can't do a thing about it! I wish I could protect you in your sleep..."
The girl stifled a giggle, as she pulled up the covers on her bed. "They can't hurt me, the worse they can do is scare me half to death. Besides, I don't think it can get any crazier than it has just yet..."
"Allright, if you say so Kari." The digimon said to her friend. She then climbed onto the bed and curled up right next to her partner.
"G'night Kari..." she said, exaustion from the tense day overcoming her.
Kari stifled another giggle before smiling.
"Good night Gatomon..."
==============
(Okay now, THis...) Davis thought. (Is creepy.)
He had no idea when he had come to, but he got the feeling he really wasn't awake...
(This is like one of those out-of-body experience things...) he pondered. He had found himself on the ground, but when he stood up...he didn't recognize where he was.
(...Only without the body.)
He was standing in a courtyard garden of a large, ornate housing. Davis could see that all the different parts of the house joined at the corners, yet it confused him as to why the covered hallway was Outside the buildings...
Taking in more stock of his surroundings, he realized that it was nighttime, a bright cresent moon shining down from above. His ears not only heard the bubbling of the koi pond in the garden, but of the noises of traffic outside the walls...
(So we're in the city, that much I know.) He mused. (That doesn't tell me WHy I'm here, standing in my p-jays!)
The goggleboy shrugged, and started walking down the dirt path.
-
(Wow...I didn't think anybody could stand living this high...I certianly can't.)
Tk was looking out the window of the apartment he had awoken in. Okay, so he didn't really feel awake, more like he was in a controlled sleep...
(Sleep? Am I having another vision?)
He looked about himself in the room he was in. It was obviously a girl's room, which brought him some discomfort. However, from the amount of plushes and juvinile toys laying across the floor, he also assumed that the girl was very young, relieving him somewhat.
It was nighttime, and the stars were twinkling like mad. For some reason that Tk couldn't fathom, the stars...looked more real, than before...
A soft snort got his attention.
As he turned around, he suddenly found that a bed had been right behind him...and that it's occupant was snoring, a smile on her face.
What guy can help, but melt at the sight of a little girl in bed? Tk grinned, and saw that the covers were slipping off of her. Out of the goodness in his heart, he reached to readjust the sheets...
and gaped as his hand passed right through the fabric.
Quickly backtracking, he tried it again. Once more, his hand went through the sheets, as if they weren't even there.
(But the sheets LOok solid,) he thought, as he looked at his hand intently. After a few seconds of staring, he finally saw...that he could see Through his hand...
(Okay, back the truck up. What is it, I'm real and the room isn't...or the room's real, and I'm not...at least, not in person...)
The girl in the bed shifted around, drawing the blonde's attention again. Her face rolled around to be illiuminated in the moonlight...
He froze.
She was young, innocent, and had the oddest shade of pink/purple hair you had ever seen. The hair was tied in two ponytails, one on each side of the head.
(I've seen this girl before...) Tk thought. (It was in Davis's...)
She sighed dreamily in her sleep. "Tewwieamon...Pwincess pwetty pants...."
He would have chuckled at the statement, hadn't the full meaning of what she'd just said, plus the sudden realization of who she was, sunk in. He quickly made his way around her bed, and picked his way across the cluttered floor. (Hey, just because I'm a 'ghost' doesn't mean I'm gonna take the risk of breaking my neck.)
He walked right through the door, into a hallway with multiple doors. He had a really sickening feeling...
(That was the blue-haired kid's little sister. And if she's living here...) he turned to look down the hall.
(Then may be He's here too.)
-
Tai rubbed his head groggily and stood up. As he took in his surroundings, this question hit him first...
(What am I doing in a bakery?)
His first clue was the roll stands and displays before him. It honestly LOoked like a bakery...and as he took a sniff, he reailized that it Smelled like a bakery too.
(But it's midnight, and it's closed...why am I in here?)
However, the aroma of glazed cimmanon rolls drifted past his nose, and his stomach growled in response.
(Hehe,...if this is a dream, I'm gonna have a midnight snack when I wake up. If it isn't...I hope the people here are kind souls.)
He attempted to lean over and peer into the glass display cases, to see if there were any left...but ending up yelling as his upper body plummeted into the racks.
(What the???) he thought, as he looked around in the empty case. (Oh boy, it's one of those ghost-vantadge-point-things. Joy.)
(Now what's the point?! I'm hungry, and if I can't touch anything, then that means I can't eat! Gosh, why does the dreamweaver torture us so???....huh?)
Tai found that his right hand was resting on a single remaining cinnimon roll. He put his fingers around it, desperate for food...
And lifted it.
(Yesssss!!) the bushy-haired kid cheered, as he wolfed down the roll, savoring the flavor. (My compliments to the chef.)
(But wait a second,) he blinked. (I've never had a dream this vivid, and my actions...there's no lagtime.)
He stood straight, lifting his head out of the case. (So...is it a vision?...)
(I just ate a roll out of my own vision! How's that for serendipity, or whatever word fits?..)
He walked past the front counter and into the kitchen proper. There were half-a-dozen devices there that he wouldn't ever be able to name, so he just moved on...
As he neared the back, he found that there was a sort of living area there. At least, a table and a tv set were present...and so was a gaming system.
(Tells me that they live here, as well as work here.) He deducted. The brunette then turned his head further towards the back, where his eyes located a staircase.
(I wonder...)
Out of curiousity, he headed towards the stairs, and started climbing them. This struck rather odd on Tai's mind, he could pass through objects, so why could he climb the stairs? Shrugging it off, he reached the top.
Pretty straightforward hall here, had three doors. He walked from one door to the next. It was the final one that Tai paused at, and stared.
Tacked up on the door, was a poster. A DIgimon poster, with pictures...of the first seven digidestined...and thier digimon...
He peered closer at the print. He couldn't belive how immature he looked in the thing... (If someone's making money off of us, I'd like to find him, and ask for our share at least!)
Then he noticed that tacked a little lower, was another Digimon poster. Digimon 02 it read, featuring Davis and the newer gang, as well as some of thier digimon in armor form.
He shook his head. (What's going on here? Why are these posters here? WHY didn't we hear there was an anime coming out about us??!)
Regaining his composure, he saw as well, that random drawings were tacked over the door too. Many of them were of Agumon and Veemon, but there was a few he couldn't make out...
At the moment, he didn't neccesarly care. He had something of an idea why he had landed here now, and he was going to go through with it...
Let's see what this kid's like. Tai Kamiya decided, as he stepped straight through the door.
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