Chapter 2
I prepared two human sized beds while Pothawos made dinner. Joan was busy arguing with Edward. I think they are getting along just fine. It's been two hours and she still hasn't beaten him up.
Mike and Athos were getting a room at the Smokey Inn. They were then going to come and join us for dinner. Lisa and Aramis weren't coming; neither Pothawos nor I took it badly. I had explained to her what sometimes happens when a human gets knocked out for a long period of time. She understood and told me that if she came I would be cleaning up any mess on the floor.
"Listen moron, do you not understand! If Lokimon's forces get to the portal everyone will die!"
"And why should I care, it's not like the world has done me any good. Half the people on the planet probably don't even deserve to live. No, that's to harsh, one third."
"And what about those you love? Your family, your friends, maybe a certain girl at school..."
"Dinner's ready," I heard Pothawos say from the kitchen.
"We can discuss this later Joan." I rolled my eyes and pulled a chair from the table.
"Don't worry D'Artagnan, Edwards always like this. Humans and digimon like that never change." She assured me and set a bowl down in front of me. "And don't start eating yet, we are waiting for Mike and Athos. How did a Dieco get a Tamer?"
"I wouldn't know; the Sovereign isn't what it used to be. Nor are the digimon that reside under them. Sure we Sovereignties and Krupkeras are still loyal. The Dieco though, I'm not to sure about them. Actually I'm not sure about some of the Sovereignties either. We've lost so many good Sovereignties to Lokimon, whether in battle or them joining him. And many Dieco are still unhappy with what happened eight years ago."
"We'll find away to get though this, we always have." She turned her back to me and picked up a pitcher of a potent juice I have forgotten the name to. I took my chance and ate a spoon full of the soup. It burned my mouth. I quickly searched for my flagon and gulped down the juice. "I told you not to eat the soup," she said turning back to me.
I set my flagon of juice and shook my head. "I didn't," she sighed and poured some more juice into my glass.
"Sure you did Hun," she set the pitcher down on the table as Edward and Joan came in. "You two took long enough. Hopefully you two don't take 'wash up' seriously." Joan smiled and took a seat on my left. Edward slowly sat down in the chair on the right of Porthawos. There was a knock on the door. "Let them in D'Artagnan."
"Why me," I asked.
"Because if I get the door you would have already finished one bowl and have taken a second helping." I rolled my eyes and got up. I then led Mike and Athos to the table. They sat down and next to Edward and Joan.
Athos looked honored. He is a Dieco, and Sovereignties don't invite Dieco to eat with them unless one, they were close friends before one of the two became a Dieco. Or two, are interviewing or doing business with them. By doing business I mean making a trade.
"Yuck, what is this stuff," Edward asked.
"We humans call it food, and you are going to eat it." Joan said as Mike chucked. Porthawos however, look at the soup and gave a solemn look. I didn't like how he was acting. I fear that Porthawos was given a tough time on Earth with him.
"What's in it then, I would like to know what's in my food before I eat it."
"Most likely something better then what the government provides," Joan retorted.
"I don't go to an American school Joan; I live in Can-a-da, not A-mer- i-ca."
"Oh shut up and eat," Joan said and took a mouth full of soup. She quickly drank down the water in front of her.
"Well you haven't died yet," Mike said to lighten the mood. Pothawos cracked a smile.
"It's hot, Ed's right, what is this, chilly," she joked.
"Well there are so hot peppers in there," Pothawos told her.
"If you think the food is bad here, well wait till you try my schools food. I mean, fish nuggets, there isn't even a hint of fish in them."
"Come to New Jersey, and then we will see whose food is bad. Ours is horrible," Mike said with a discussed face. We all laughed. The rest of the dinner was like this. They all talked about their home towns. How each was worse then the other.
Dinner ended all too soon. With that came time for them to leave. Mike and Athos thanked us and started to head off.
"Athos, can I talk to you for a sec?" I asked him at the front door. He nodded and followed me to the back porch. He wore a light black vest with a white under shirt. His pants were a dark blue. Athos also wore a long two hander on his back.
"Sir D'Artagnan, you wished to talk to me." Dieco were most of the time very formal with a Sovereignty.
"How did you come to finding your Tamer? Why did you leave?"
"Exile, I disagreed once with the Sovereign. Instead of destroying me Antiramon talked them into exiling me to Earth. She gave me a blue card and said this would someday be my ticket back. Anything else Sir D'Artagnan?"
"Yeah, don't call me that. D'Artagnan is fine. You're and honorable Dieco. I am quite overjoyed that a Dieco like you will be working with me." His eyes lit up. Never in his life had he expected a Sovereignty to consider him an equal. I don't think I ever would have told him that if it were not for Joan and Earth.
"Shall I still call your wife Dame Porthos?"
"I'll talk to her and mention your honor. We'll see friend. We'll see." I pat him on the back and walked him out. After talking to my wife she agreed to let him call her Porthos. I don't think meeting Joan was a bad thing any more.
Authors Note* Here Dame doesn't mean Lady in French. It is the title of a female Sovereignty as it is for a female knight in Great Britain. Then again, I could be wrong. Just ask Lisa, she was going nuts about that the other day. That's what happens when you take French.*
I prepared two human sized beds while Pothawos made dinner. Joan was busy arguing with Edward. I think they are getting along just fine. It's been two hours and she still hasn't beaten him up.
Mike and Athos were getting a room at the Smokey Inn. They were then going to come and join us for dinner. Lisa and Aramis weren't coming; neither Pothawos nor I took it badly. I had explained to her what sometimes happens when a human gets knocked out for a long period of time. She understood and told me that if she came I would be cleaning up any mess on the floor.
"Listen moron, do you not understand! If Lokimon's forces get to the portal everyone will die!"
"And why should I care, it's not like the world has done me any good. Half the people on the planet probably don't even deserve to live. No, that's to harsh, one third."
"And what about those you love? Your family, your friends, maybe a certain girl at school..."
"Dinner's ready," I heard Pothawos say from the kitchen.
"We can discuss this later Joan." I rolled my eyes and pulled a chair from the table.
"Don't worry D'Artagnan, Edwards always like this. Humans and digimon like that never change." She assured me and set a bowl down in front of me. "And don't start eating yet, we are waiting for Mike and Athos. How did a Dieco get a Tamer?"
"I wouldn't know; the Sovereign isn't what it used to be. Nor are the digimon that reside under them. Sure we Sovereignties and Krupkeras are still loyal. The Dieco though, I'm not to sure about them. Actually I'm not sure about some of the Sovereignties either. We've lost so many good Sovereignties to Lokimon, whether in battle or them joining him. And many Dieco are still unhappy with what happened eight years ago."
"We'll find away to get though this, we always have." She turned her back to me and picked up a pitcher of a potent juice I have forgotten the name to. I took my chance and ate a spoon full of the soup. It burned my mouth. I quickly searched for my flagon and gulped down the juice. "I told you not to eat the soup," she said turning back to me.
I set my flagon of juice and shook my head. "I didn't," she sighed and poured some more juice into my glass.
"Sure you did Hun," she set the pitcher down on the table as Edward and Joan came in. "You two took long enough. Hopefully you two don't take 'wash up' seriously." Joan smiled and took a seat on my left. Edward slowly sat down in the chair on the right of Porthawos. There was a knock on the door. "Let them in D'Artagnan."
"Why me," I asked.
"Because if I get the door you would have already finished one bowl and have taken a second helping." I rolled my eyes and got up. I then led Mike and Athos to the table. They sat down and next to Edward and Joan.
Athos looked honored. He is a Dieco, and Sovereignties don't invite Dieco to eat with them unless one, they were close friends before one of the two became a Dieco. Or two, are interviewing or doing business with them. By doing business I mean making a trade.
"Yuck, what is this stuff," Edward asked.
"We humans call it food, and you are going to eat it." Joan said as Mike chucked. Porthawos however, look at the soup and gave a solemn look. I didn't like how he was acting. I fear that Porthawos was given a tough time on Earth with him.
"What's in it then, I would like to know what's in my food before I eat it."
"Most likely something better then what the government provides," Joan retorted.
"I don't go to an American school Joan; I live in Can-a-da, not A-mer- i-ca."
"Oh shut up and eat," Joan said and took a mouth full of soup. She quickly drank down the water in front of her.
"Well you haven't died yet," Mike said to lighten the mood. Pothawos cracked a smile.
"It's hot, Ed's right, what is this, chilly," she joked.
"Well there are so hot peppers in there," Pothawos told her.
"If you think the food is bad here, well wait till you try my schools food. I mean, fish nuggets, there isn't even a hint of fish in them."
"Come to New Jersey, and then we will see whose food is bad. Ours is horrible," Mike said with a discussed face. We all laughed. The rest of the dinner was like this. They all talked about their home towns. How each was worse then the other.
Dinner ended all too soon. With that came time for them to leave. Mike and Athos thanked us and started to head off.
"Athos, can I talk to you for a sec?" I asked him at the front door. He nodded and followed me to the back porch. He wore a light black vest with a white under shirt. His pants were a dark blue. Athos also wore a long two hander on his back.
"Sir D'Artagnan, you wished to talk to me." Dieco were most of the time very formal with a Sovereignty.
"How did you come to finding your Tamer? Why did you leave?"
"Exile, I disagreed once with the Sovereign. Instead of destroying me Antiramon talked them into exiling me to Earth. She gave me a blue card and said this would someday be my ticket back. Anything else Sir D'Artagnan?"
"Yeah, don't call me that. D'Artagnan is fine. You're and honorable Dieco. I am quite overjoyed that a Dieco like you will be working with me." His eyes lit up. Never in his life had he expected a Sovereignty to consider him an equal. I don't think I ever would have told him that if it were not for Joan and Earth.
"Shall I still call your wife Dame Porthos?"
"I'll talk to her and mention your honor. We'll see friend. We'll see." I pat him on the back and walked him out. After talking to my wife she agreed to let him call her Porthos. I don't think meeting Joan was a bad thing any more.
Authors Note* Here Dame doesn't mean Lady in French. It is the title of a female Sovereignty as it is for a female knight in Great Britain. Then again, I could be wrong. Just ask Lisa, she was going nuts about that the other day. That's what happens when you take French.*