Henrika: A Tale of Two Tamers
Chapter 4
Henry and Rika finally sat down on a park bench. Henry waited for almost two minutes for Rika to explain why she had brought him there but she seemed somewhat reluctant. Finally, Henry decided to break the silence himself.
"Well you said you wanted to talk, so talk."
"Hold your horses, will ya? I'm trying to think of how I'm gonna to put this."
"Put what?"
"I said hold your horses!"
"Look Rika, I'm not going to sit here all day waiting for you say what you're going to say. So maybe you should just call me when you've figured out how you're going to put it, whatever 'it' is."
With that, Henry got up and began to walk away.
"Wait! Come back! All right, all right, I'll say it. It's just really embarrassing."
"Embarrassing? What's embarrassing?" asked Henry, who was sitting back down.
"I'm having problems… getting Renamon to digivolve."
Henry nodded his head in understanding. After all, Rika was considered by most to be the best tamer around. It would be rather humiliating for the Digimon Queen to admit that she can't even get her own Digimon to digivolve.
"Well I sympathise with your problem, but why are you telling me this?"
"Because I'm hoping that you can help me figure out what I'm doing wrong."
"Me?"
"Yeah you. You were able to get your little Digimon to digivolve before any of us could. Obviously, you know something I don't."
"So you think I've got some secret trick or something?"
"Well, don't you?"
"No, not really. The first time Terriermon digivolved, I wasn't even trying to get him to digivolve. It just seemed to happen spontaneously. Now whenever I want him to become Gargomon—which isn't very often—I use this." Henry whipped out of his pocket a Digivolution card.
"Yeah I have the same card, but it doesn't work when I use it."
"Well I don't know what to say about that. Except… do you believe in Renamon?"
"What is that suppose to mean?"
"The only other thing I can think of is that you need to believe in your Digimon and have faith in them in order for the cards to work."
"That sounds so cheesy, like something from that Digimon cartoon!"
"Don't tell me you losers actually watch dat god-awful show!"
Rika and Henry looked up. Sitting on a tree branch above them was Impmon, trouble-maker and all around pain in the caboose.
"Dat show is da most demeanin' depiction of Digimon I've ever seen! Especially dat Veemon! He had da most annoyin' voice! It bothered me."
"What do you want, as if I cared?" snapped Rika.
"Ah nothin'. Just wonderin' what you two love boids were up to."
"Love Birds?" Rika's face went red with rage. Or was it embarrassment? "Now let's get one thing straight Impface: Rika Nonaka doesn't get all mushy over any boy!"
"Suuuuure, whatever you say! Ha, ha!"
"She just called me here to talk business, that's all," said Henry.
"Well ain't ya ever hoid of mixin' business with pleasure?"
"How did we even get pulled into this ridiculous conversation?" grumbled Rika.
"Our first mistake was acknowledging his existence; we should've just ignored him."
"Oh yeah? Well ignore dis! Bada Boom!"
Impmon fired a tiny ball of fire at the two tamers. However, the flaming projectile never reached its target, as it was deflected by the unexpected appearance of Renamon.
"Wha? Oh, it's you toots. Well thanks a lot fer spoilin' my fun! I thought you would've smartened up by now an' realised how pathetic it is bein' partners with a human!"
"Happy to disappoint you," replied Renamon.
"Renamon, have you been spying on us?" asked Rika. It was bad enough having Impmon sticking his nose into their business, but if Renamon…
"Of course not Rika, you know I would never invade your privacy. I just got here. I sensed that something was coming."
"Well it looks like you were right," said Henry pointing. "Look!"
In the distance, they could see a massive Digital Field appearing.
"Looks like it's ShowTime Renamon," Rika said to her partner. "Exit stage left!"
Rika and Renamon took off towards the Field. Henry realised that Takato and the others had probably seen it as well. Terriermon would instinctively want to fight. Henry knew he would have to be there to help his friend, so he followed after Rika. This left poor Impmon all alone.
"Howdaya like dat? Even da fog gets more attention den me! Oy!"
TO BE CONTINUED
