Camping With The Digimon
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Author's Note: Hehe, hope I didn't make you guys wait too long. Now let see . . . Who died on that bus accident? Did Renamon ever kill Veemon for seeing her in the showers? Who knows? Just read and review. Oh yeah, one more thing: I'm gonna start off with the Digimon part, and let you all wait till later to see what happened after the bus accident. Hahahahaha . . . That means you'll have to wait. ^_^;;;
Summary: A nice and relaxing camping trip. Gathered around the campfire, listening to ghost stories, star gazing, and then sleeping with a bear next to you in the tent. Aaaaaaagggghhhhh!!! Another mischief of brought from the Digimon.
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Chapter Four: The Joy of Camping And Sharing Tents
"Ow . . . That hurt!" Veemon moaned.
"Hold still. Renamon hit ya real good on the head here," Armadillomon steadied, as he tied the bandages around his head. "What did she hit you with anyway?"
"She threw a LOT of stuff at me: she threw bars of soap, a sponge, a bucket, the shampoo bottle, a soap bottle, a cup, and a conditioner bottle," Veemon answered. "Luckily she didn't throw the sink at me. But this bump was when she slapped the scrub brush on my head when I saw her in the nud-uh . . . Ow . . ."
"Uh-huh, you're smart about not saying that Veemon," said Renamon, now sitting around the campfire with all the other Digimon. "But not smart enough to know that someone was taking a shower . . ."
"I thought someone had left the hot water on so I was going to take a shower and not just leave it wasting," Veemon said innocently.
"Sure . . . Whatever." Armadillomon jerked the bandages so it rip off as he rolled it back into it's binding.
"Ow! Easy with the head," Veemon groaned.
"You sure the Tamers and Digidestines will be here?" Bokomon asked Beelzemon.
"Yeah I'm sure. They'll be here soon. I even gave them a map. Just hope they didn't let Davis read the map for them . . ." Beelzemon wandered off at the end of that. "God that boy can't even guide himself out of a paper bag."
"You sure?" Nehmon asked.
Beelzemon closed his eyes and gave a sigh as he spoke this rhyme. "Cross my heart and hope to die, stop watching porno and hoping you would die, go #%$@ a baboon, you fool, you fool, they'll be here soon!! Okay?! Sheesh!!"
Nehmon's ears drooped as he curled into a fettle position, looking scared. "Don't have to be that mean . . ."
"Sorry, sorry. You're right, that was a bit mean. I'm just tired and grumpy, and I mean really grumpy. . . Hey, that's a good idea. Okay guys, time to go to sleep!!" Beelzemon told everyone. "Get off your logs and get to your tents and go to sleep! It'll be good for all of us."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" every Digimon moaned. "We don't want to!!!"
"And I haven't finished telling my ghost story!" Cyberdramon growled. "I wanna finished my ghost story!"
"And I want to pay back Veemon . . ." Renamon replied, curling her fist up and glaring at the blue dragon.
Veemon squeaked, "Hehe, I didn't see anything . . . I didn't see a birth mark on your left cheek."
Guilmon was confused as he looked at the left cheek of her face. "Where? I don't see a mark."
0_o;;; Terriermon's eyes widened. "Whoa! You had a good enough look to actually see something like that?! Woo!! Did Renamon have a nice ass?!"
Renamon gave a death glare to Terriermon and Veemon. "You two will die tonight before midnight by my hands."
Veemon had a swat drop hanging from the side of his head. "Oops . . . But I didn't say anything!!"
"Hey, hey! Calm down now. Cyberdramon, your story was finished when Veemon came runnin' here and catching on fire," Beelzemon sighed. "Now come on, Cyberdramon, Renamon, help me get these kiddies to their tents and sleep. It's our job to put them away since we are the older and more mature mons here."
"Um, pardon me, Beelzemon, but that's your word," Hawkmon mentioned. "I may be younger than you but my maturity rate is a whole LOT higher than yours, Beelzemon."
Renamon gave a nod in agreement. "He sure got you there, Beelzemon. He sure is more gentlemen-like than you. Although he does act like a sissy and weakling at times."
"What?! Okay, that's it . . . Come here you little birdie!" Beelzemon shouted before being grabbed by his demonic tail by Cyberdramon.
"Who's the mature one now?" Cyberdramon asked. "And stop getting all grumpy and mad."
"Oooh, I don't get mad, I get stabby! Plus I'll even wreck mayhem with my double barrel guns!!" Beelzemon screamed, as he reached for them on his back and on his leg. "Wait a sec! Dammit! That bear destroyed them! Aww, phooey!"
"Uh, but some of us can't go to sleep," said Gatomon.
"Hmm? Why is that?" Renamon asked.
"Well, some of the tents are either burnt down or torn because of that monster attack," Guardromon replied.
"Oh yeah . . . Guess some of you guys are gonna have to share tents then," Renamon answered. "Alright, there's only five tents left so this is how it goes: Beelzemon, Guardromon, and Cyberdramon, you three bunk in the first tent there near the those trees."
"Great, I have to bunk with you," Cyberdramon groaned.
"Hey I ain't exactly enthusiastic as you too," Beelzemon growled. "Look at the size of that tent we have to share together! Three of us!! The largest ones here!!"
"Hmm, good thing I'm only big boned," Guardromon thought.
Renamon continued. "Veemon, Armadillomon, Guilmon, and Calumon, you all over there."
"Whoo! Poker night tonight in the tent, right?" Veemon checked.
"Yeppers! Hope you got money now, unlike 'before'," Armadillomon reminded.
"Do you take Digi-Dollars?" Veemon asked.
" . . . No."
Renamon counted the rest off into the tents. "Bokomon, Nehmon, and both Patamons in those tents there. Hawkmon, Terriermon, Wormmon, and MarineAngemon, you get that small tent over there. And Lopmon, Gatomon, and I, will get that big tent over there."
"Hey, why do you get the bigger tent?" Beelzemon asked, furiously.
Renamon, Lopmon, and Gatomon started walking toward the big tent. Renamon turned around and gave an amusing smile at the jealousy Beelzemon threw out. "Ladies first."
"Argh!" Beelzemon steamed at.
" *Hic!* " Calumon hiccuped.
"You got the hiccups?" Guilmon asked, turning around to the little catalyst, to suddenly notice a whole bunch of empty bags of candies and soda cans around him.
Veemon saw the trash on the floor. "Calumon, don't tell you ate all these bags of candies and drank all these sodas . . ."
Calumon gave his most innocent and cutest little puppy dog eyes. " . . . Nope."
"Liar." Armadillomon replied, poking Calumon in his pudgy stomach. "There must be at least a pound of sugar worth in that little stomach of yours."
"Oh boy, he's going to be sugar-high as Takato on Halloween night, bouncing up and down against the walls tonight," Guilmon sighed.
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Speaking of Takato . . . Whatever happened to his group? (Now you get to know what happened, Hehehehe.) Red stained shattered windows. Sparks spurting and flying everywhere. Twisting pieces and scraps of metal out of joint. Everything mangled beyond repair, no one could've survived.
Davis was lying in shattered glasses as he woke up. Blinking every once in a while, he decided to sit up and he looked around. "Oookay . . . Weird. I'm suppose to be dead by now and up in heaven playing soccer but I practically have no scratches or bruises on me except from Yolei's bear attack. Wait a minute, if I'm dead then that means . . . Awww, man!!! I never got to do the things I wanted to do as alive! Aww, I never got to say sorry to my mom for breaking that vase, I never got to return that CD to my cousin, I never got to go surfing , I never got to eat at that new all-you- can-eat buffet, and I never even got to say I'm sorry to Y-!"
He then heard another person's voice. "You pretty much only got half of that right, Davis."
"Yolei?" Davis recognized as he looked out to see Yolei standing there at the window looking at him.
"I said you only got half of that correct," Yolei repeated. "You shouldn't be up in heaven and playing soccer, you should be in hell with the devil, poking you in the butt with his fork all day!"
"Yolei! Oh thank god you're alive!" Davis smiled, glad to see anybody. "Wait a minute, I was almost about to say sorry to her . . . I can't believe I was about to apologize to you!!"
"Well goodie for you, Davis," Yolei sighed. "I woke up out here near the forest, and seeing that I was actually thrown out of the bus, not even hurt until when I heard your annoying whining voice from inside of here. . ."
"Where is everybody?" Davis asked. "I'm the only one in here."
"I hope they're not dead . . ." Yolei trailed off.
"Oh man!!! What the heck happen here?!" they both heard someone screamed.
"Hang on, I'll come back to you Davis," said Yolei as she left Davis.
"Wait a minute! You can't leave me stuck in this upside down bus!! How am I suppose to get out?!" Davis shouted as she ran off. "Awww, great." Davis then sniffed something. "Do I smell gas or is it just me? Or maybe we ran over a skunk in the crash . . ."
"God, and I thought I had a major headache from watching Kazu and Kenta fight each other today, but surviving through a bus that practically crashed in a mangled and twisted way, shaking all of us like a bunch of clothes in a drying machine . . . Aww, man!! I got a bus splitting headache!!" Takato complained, as he laid back into the soft grass.
"Takato!" Yolei shouted seeing the goggle-boy lying there.
"Huh? Yolei! Oh man, thank god you're here," Takato gladly said.
"Right back at ya," Yolei replied. "Well that makes two goggle-boys I found."
Takato's eye widened, "Davis is still alive?"
"Yeah, amazing he survived," Yolei sighed. "Seen anyone yet?"
"Kazu and Kenta are over there dead," Takato replied, pointing over there behind the trees where the two boys lied.
"They're what?!" Yolei shouted.
"Dead. Well, Kenta wants to be dead but Kazu is saying that they're not," Takato cleared up. "Oooh, I got a major headache that's big as Azulongmon's beard!"
Yolei walked over to see Kazu and Kenta arguing each other. "Can you guys just shut up?!"
The two boys looked up. "Yolei's an angel?" Kenta wondered.
"No, she's alive! We're alive! Kenta, we're not dead yet!" Kazu yelled the tenth time.
"No, we're in heaven! Although this isn't what I expected heaven to be," Kenta thought over.
"Kenta! This is not heaven! We're both alive! We both survived a bus accident! Now stop thinking this is heaven and accept reality!" Kazu told him, slapping him behind the head.
"But this isn't real!" Kenta shouted in vain as Yolei stomped in front of him.
"Kenta! This is real! You're not in heaven and you're not dead and to prove it, let see if you are very much alive by this!" Yolei shouted.
"Will you guys keep it down?! Some of us are . . ." Takato trailed off of his sentence as he saw the scene in front of him unfold.
Yolei pulled Kenta towards her by face, and pulled him right into a deep, passionate, dramatic, and romantic kiss. 0_0!!! Time seemed to freeze for that very moment as their lips locked on to each other as it melted away slowly.
"HOLY SHIT!!!" Kazu screamed, as he back up into the tree and seeing his best friend getting his first kiss right there in front of him by a girl, even before Kazu would get his first kiss too. 'No fair! He got kissed by a girl even before me! But of course, I do feel bad for the chum to be kissed by Yolei,' he thought. 'But, awww man!! He got kissed!'
"Oh, man!!!" Takato shouted in shock. "Now I can't get that image out of my head! Oooh, major headache! Major headache!! Major headache coming up . . .!!!"
Then Yolei pulled her face away from Kenta. "Blech! Even with duct tape over your mouth, it's still disgusting . . . You haven't brushed your teeth this morning."
"Huh?" Kazu and Takato asked.
Yolei took her hands off to reveal that in the last second before she kissed Kenta, she had pulled duct tape over Kenta's mouth and pulled him into that kiss that was all just a fake! Phew! (I'm not a supporter or hater of this coupling . . . Although I'm not sure if this couple ever did exist in someone's mind since they're completely from another season and it's a far shot.)
"Wow, no wonder people voted for her," Kazu awed. "She actually DID won that 'Best Kissing Scene Award' with Ken. It even topped that kissing scene in Spiderman with Tobey McGuire and Kristen Dunst. Looked so real, huh?"
"Yeah but this was with Kenta!" Takato replied, still shock. "Heh, guess it only works well with people who's name start with a 'K' like Ken or Kenta . . ."
"What?! Wait a minute- No! There's no way Yolei is gonna kiss me!!" Kazu screamed again.
"Relax, and why would I wanna kiss you?" Yolei asked.
"Well, still thinking this is heaven? Or did you think that was hell?" Takato asked Kenta.
Kenta couldn't speak with the duct tape over his mouth but looked like he want to strangle himself as he put both of his hands over his neck.
"Oh yeah, he thought it was hell," Takato sighed.
"Humph! You should know that I won 'Best Kissing Scene' with Ken!" Yolei arrogantly pouted.
"Hey, shouldn't we find the others?" Kazu asked.
"We're all here . . ." said a voice behind them.
It was Takuya with the rest of the gang. They were all okay, with a minor scratch here or there and seemed a bit ruffled up but were all fine. But then Yolei noticed two people lying on a separate survival-made gurney from each other with T.K., Koji, Kouichi, and Ken holding them. They were Kari and Yolei.
Yolei rushed to them. "What happen?!"
"They're fine, I think. They're just unconscious for the moment when we found them," Ryo answered.
"We all woke up inside the bus and decided to go look for you guys and left Davis in there sleeping," Ken replied. "He really is quite a heavy sleeper."
"Did you guys scavenge anything from the crash?" Yolei asked.
"Yeah and we checked," Koji answered. "We got the first aid kits here, some blankets, a survival kit, some water canteens, some spare food supplies, but the only thing that was destroyed and couldn't get was the ketchup bottle that exploded and splattered all over the window of the bus in the crash."
"Oh . . . Thank god, I though that was actual blood," Yolei sighed a relief.
"I would complain about child labor laws right about at the moment but since we're under the circumstances, I won't," Cody complained, carrying all the supplies that were scavenged.
"Heeeeeenrrrrrrrrrry!!" Suzie moaned.
"What? You want a piggy back ride?" Henry sighed.
"No, but can you carry all this AND give me a piggy back ride at the same time too?" she asked.
"Yeah, same here," Tommy added. "J.P., why can't you help? You got muscles like an elephant."
"Hey, I gotta help check on Zoe, ya know?" J.P. replied. "If she starts shivering, I gotta be the first one to notice and get her a blanket."
"Hey, shouldn't we go pick up goggle-head by now?" Rika wondered.
"Guess you're right. He's already awake now," Yolei remembered. "Hope Davis didn't try tipping the bus over.
Meanwhile, back at the bus . . .
"Stupid bus. Tip over! Tip over!" Davis shouted, as he rammed his shoulders into the side of the bus to tip over to right side up so he can get out. "Ow!! Okay, that wasn't smart . . ." He then moved over to the shattered window and thought about crawling through them to get out.
"What the? Blood?" Davis noticed the crimson substance that stained the glass. He got some on his finger and sniffed it. "Funny. Doesn't smell like it." He then tried tasting it. "Hey, it's ketchup! Thank goodness . . . Hope the bus didn't crush on anyone."
His nose then crinkled to another smell that was kind of revolting of a scent. "Aww, man! That smell is awful! What is it?! Maybe the bus did actually run over a skunk . . ."
Davis walked around and continued sniffing to identify where that smell is coming from.
"Davis!! Davis!! You there?!" someone yelled from the distance.
Davis looked out the window to see a group of people and a shadowing outline of Takato.
"Hey I'm still over here and in one piece!" Davis waved. "Although I think the bus landed and killed a skunk when it crashed because the gas in here stinks!"
"Gas? What . . . Oh no! Davis get out of there!" Ken warned. He almost abandoned his post of holding the gurney but Kenta caught it as Ken ran down toward Davis. "Davis get out of the bus before it explodes!"
T.K.'s eyebrow rose. "What?"
"The gas tank, it must be leaking!" Rika understood.
"Look!" Tommy pointed over to the end of the bus.
Behind the bus, a small but glowing fire was licking the side of the bus. "Oh-no!"
"Daivs hold on! We're coming!" T.K. shouted as he ran down to help too.
J.P. was about to lead the charge. "Wait for-!"
"No wait!" Ryo stopped.
"What?! What for?! Davis is in there and he'll die in there if we don't help," J.P. stated.
"I know and but we need to get as far as possible from this bus before the fire hits the gasoline!" Ryo warned. "Now back into the forest!"
"Ladies first! Move! Run! Run! Run!" Kazu shouted, leading the charge out of here.
0_o;;; "Did he just say what I think he said?" Yolei thought over.
Everyone rushed as far away as possible at their highest rate as T.K. and Ken went to their friend. "Davis, hurry! Open the bus door! The bus is gonna explode!"
Davis tried pulled the bus' door apart but in vain. "I can't it's stuck!"
"Davis, pull the lever near the driver's seat to open the gate," Ken ordered.
"Got it!" Davis ran over to the upside down driver's seat and looked up to see the lever. "Alright, just need to reach it."
Davis jumped up and down trying to catch the lever in his hand till he finally did, but there was one problem, he couldn't push the level since he had nothing to push against. He tried swinging his body back and forth but it didn't work either. "Um, guys, I'm stuck."
T.K. desperately looked over the fire to see it was near a puddle of leaking gas. "Davis!"
"What?! I'm trying the best here!" Davis shouted, as he dropped down and walked over to Ken and T.K. with the bus door jammed. "Look guys, just leave me here. There's nothing you can do for me."
Ken saw this was absolutely absurd. "But Davis-!"
"No, Ken. Just give up," Davis sighed. "Okay, there's been some things I've been needing to tell you guys before I . . . you know, past on."
T.K. and Ken stood there waiting to hear what their friend was about to say before he would past on in a fiery inferno.
Davis breathed in a deep breath. "Ken, there's a box in my closet under the floor boards in the corner and I want Beelzemon to have it since I know he's one of the only one here who likes to read them besides me. Plus I want you tell Veemon that when he dies, look me up in heaven in the phonebook or near the soccer field if he wants to find me."
"Alright," Ken sighed.
"And T.K. . . ." said Davis.
"Yeah?" T.K. looked up, feeling all the sorrow and pity he had for his friend.
Davis gave a deep sigh again, making sure the way he sound this sentence out is right. "Please tell Kari I love her."
"Okay," T.K. replied. "Anything for you, Davis."
"Good. Now, I'm dropping Kari off to you and you can have her now," Daivs added. "Please be sure not to kiss Kari on your first date when you do so. I'll be up in heaven and there's gotta be a whole bunch of cute dead chicks for me than Kari."
" . . . WHAT?!?!" T.K. erupted.
"Well come on. You can't believe that'll stick to Kari forever even beyond the grave," Davis replied. "That'll be creepy. Besides, maybe when I'm dead and can go haunt Rika . . ." He then gave a sheepish smile. "Now she's a feisty one . . . Hehehe."
"Davis . . ." said T.K., trying his best not to explode again.
"Yeah?" Davis asked.
"Come closer to the window . . ." he said, grinding his teeth.
Davis moved closer to hear what his buddy has to say when . . .
"CLINK!! CRASH!!"
"You crazy moron!! Do you think I'm gonna tell Kari that you, one her best friends that she considers, is gonna drop her into my lap like that for someone else?!?! You son of a-"
"Air! Air! T.K., I want to die in a burning bus, not in your hands as you choke me to death!!" Davis choked.
"Well faith plays in strange ways, okay?!" T.K. shouted.
Once Davis had moved closer to the bus door, T.K. had rammed both of his hands straight into the shattered window, grabbed Davis by the throat, and pulled him right out through the bus gates and started choking him with Davis clawing at T.K. to stop.
"Umm, T.K. Davis," Ken called.
"WHAT?!" they both yelled and looked over to him
"Daivs, you're free and out of the bus," Ken pointed out.
Davis saw that he was completely out of the trapped bus and was right outside and alive. "Hey, I'm free! I'm free! I'm free! I'm not gonna die!"
"Yes you are!" T.K. grabbed Davis and put him in a headlock as he grind his knuckles into the top of the Davis' head. "You dirty sneak! You S.O.B.!!! Can't believe those were gonna be your last and final words to Kari!!"
"Guys! Think of the bigger picture!" Ken reminded. "Let's get out of here before the bus explodes."
"Oh, yeah."
The three of them made a mad dash across the ditches, behind the trees, and over the small hills when they heard the explosion. It erupted in complete and chaotic way as it burst. Sheets of flaming metal and bus seats went flying all around. Ashes and smoke filled the sky.
"Davis, you okay?" Takato asked.
Davis replied, "Yeah. I'm fine. For now . . ." looking over to T.K.
"Be happy I won't tell Kari what you said back there about her and me," T.K. muttered.
"Awww, man. Davis survived," Kazu frowned. "He's still alive!"
"Kazu, pay up now . . ." Kenta grinned.
"Stupid bet . . ." Kazu sighed. "Oh wait, I don't have any money at the moment."
"Promise?" Kenta asked.
"If I lied, may god toss a flaming object to my head right now," Kazu proclaimed.
Suddenly a flaming tire from the bus explosion made a collision strike right next to Kazu. "Eep! Whhhaaaaaaa!!!"
"Does that count?" Suzie asked.
"Kazu you liar!" Kenta yelled.
"What?! I didn't expect it to happen!!" Kazu shouted.
"Oh boy . . ." Takato sighed. "And I thought it was annoying sitting on a bus for over six hours with them, let see how annoying it gets surviving in the woods with them . . ."
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"This is the best. We get the biggest tent here," Gatomon sighed. "Finally, I can get a catnap."
"And I can get my beauty sleep," Lopmon replied.
"And I can get my meditation," Renamon added. "I wonder how all the boys are doing?"
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"Cyberdramon, you get that side of the tent and I'll get this side, okay?" Beelzemon asked.
"Fine with me," Cyberdramon replied. "Guardromon, you get to sleep outside the tent."
"Just because I'm a robot doesn't mean I don't have any emotions . . ." the robot muttered, as he left the tent.
"How many blankets do we have?" Cyberdramon asked.
"One. We'll share," Beelzemon answered, kicking his boots off, pulling his jacket off, and then his trousers. "Hope y' don't mind me sleeping in my boxers, do ya?"
" . . . " Cyberdramon seemed to stare off for a while as he sat up and crawled out of the tent. "Hey Guardromon, make some room out there for me because I'm bunking with you."
"Oh, so you're gonna take my space?" Guardromon asked in a peeved way.
"Alright! Alright! I'll keep my trousers on!!" Beelzemon stopped.
"Fine. Hand me a pillow," he asked.
Beelzemon had fluffed his third pillow that he was all gonna greedily sleep on when heard the sentence. " . . . What pillow?"
" . . . "
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"Calumon, zoom, zoom. Here a zoom, there a zoom. Calumon, zoom, zoom. No underwear zoom!" Calumon sang as he bounced off the walls of the tent Guilmon, Veemon, and Armadillomon stayed in, as they played a round of poker. "Whheeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Whooooooooo!!"
Armadillomon and the others patiently tried to ignore the young one's singing. "So are you in or are you out?"
"Uh, I deal in five loaves of Guilmon Bread. Is that okay?" Guilmon asked, shoving five pieces of Guilmon shaped Guilmon Breads into the center of their playing.
Suddenly Calumon jumped on to Guilmon's snout and started rubbing his nose with Guilmon's. "Eskimo Kisses!!"
"What the- Calumon?!" Guilmon shouted.
Calumon then jumped on to Armadillomon and Veemon, giving the both of them a warm, cuddly, and "friendly" Eskimo Kiss on the nose as he started to continue jumping across the wall. "Whooo! Whooo! Pie! Pie! Eskimo Pie! Me want an Eskimo Pie!! Yay!!"
". . . Okay . . . That was interesting," Armadillomon replied. "I just got kissed."
"Calumon zoom, zoom! Calumon zoom, zoom! Still no underwear zoom! Whoooo!!" Calumon continued to scream.
"Did you count how many sodas he had? And the many bags of candies he had?" Veemon asked. "He ate enough to make his blood sugar content probably hit the ceiling or something! That's enough sugar to keep a mon up for days!!"
"Speaking of ceilings . . ." Guilmon pointed upward to the top of their tent.
The other two looked up in shock. "What the?!?!"
Calumon was zooming all over the ceiling of their tent leaving muddy footprints all over it. Guilmon lied back and gazed at it. "Oooh, it's almost like star gazing. See, there's the Little Dipper."
"Guilmon, can't you do anything about Calumon? He's driving me crazy with his singing," Veemon pleaded.
"Sorry, but he's not bothering me at all," Guilmon replied. "I'm use to this so it doesn't bother me one-!!"
"Bun! Bun! Bun in turn! Yummy! Yummy! Bun! Bun!" Calumon shouted, as he suddenly stuffed all FIVE Guilmon Bread into his mouth.
Ah!" Veemon, Guilmon, and Armadillomon gasped.
"Holy cow! That's a whopper for him!" Armadillomon said in shock.
"Hey, he ate my bread!" Guilmon shouted in anger. "Calumon!!"
Guilmon lunged to catch him but missed. "Ow!"
"Happy! Happy! Happy!" Calumon chanted. He picked up a bandana that he tied around his neck to make like a cape as he starts running and jumping. "Look at me! Look at me! I'm SuperCalumon to the rescue!! Whhheeeeeeeeee!!"
"Do something Armadillomon!" Veemon pleaded, knowing that he'll fall off the brink into insanity from this little monster.
"Hey, I hear a damsel in distress over in the distance!" Armadillomon joked.
"SuperCalumon to the rescue!!" Calumon said as he darted out of there faster than a speeding locomotive.
"Wow, it actually worked," Veemon said in shock.
"Yep. Now, about the game . . ." Armadillomon worried.
Guilmon sighed. "I'm out. Those were my last five Guilmon Bread."
"Hello!!" Calumon greeted, coming back so soon.
"Damn that quick? Phooey," Armadillomon sighed. "I was sure that it would take him longer. Oh well."
"Did you rescue a damsel?" Veemon asked.
Calumon showed his face. "She even gave me a kiss and an Eskimo Pie to go because I rescued her from a cliff! Whooo! She worked near a pie stand when she fell off! I ate up all the pie but I saved you a pie crumb that's in my tummy!! Hehehehehe!! I bet Beelzemon never get this kind of treatment."
"Yeah, because Beelzemon always give them a slap on the butt before they leave him," Armadillomon added. "And then they REALLY leave him for good."
"I wanna pie . . ." Guilmon thought about it.
" . . . What the . . . This is getting out of hand," Veemon replied. "We're all going crazy and out of character from this little . . . thing!!"
"Hey!! Who you calling a 'thing' you fool?!?!" Calumon asked. "Wheeeehehehehehehe!!!"
"Okay, group huddle!" Veemon proclaimed.
All three of them turned around and got into a huddle. Calumon tried to get into it too but Guilmon swatted him away with his tail. "Not you, Calumon."
"He's starting to scare me . . ." Veemon whispered to Guilmon.
"We need to catch him, sack him, and toss him out and maybe into someone else's tent for him to bunk the night," Armadillomon replied.
"Alright, everyone, on the count of three, we grab him," Guilmon announced. "One . . . Two . . . Grab him!!"
All three of them lunged at SuperCalumon but ended smacking their chins into the ground before grabbing him.
Calumon had darted through the blankets and pillows of the tents, popping up here and there. "Where am I?! Over here? Over here? Or over here? Whooooo!! Whooooo!! Peek-a-boo! Peek-a-boo!!"
"God he's tricky," Armadillomon replied.
"Alright, Plan B," Veemon told, moving on to the next plan.
"Hey, I'm good at negotiating. Let me try," Guilmon replied. "Calumon!"
"Yes . . . ?" he answered, walking over to Guilmon, looking even more energetic and ready to sprint at any moment.
"If you sit still for the rest of tonight," Guilmon started. "I'll give you a whole bag of chocolate chips for your good behavior now."
0_0!!! "He calls that negotiating?!" Veemon shouted.
"Okie-Dokie!!" Calumon happily replied as he put his hands out. "Gimmie! Gimmie! Gimmie! Gimmie! Candy! Candy! Candy! Pwease . . . ???"
Guilmon turned around, with a burlap sack. "Okay, if you want it, it's in here."
"Whhheeeeee!!!" Calumon cheered. "Sweet! Sweet! Sweet between my teeth! Sweetie! Sweetie! Sweet! Sweet! Here I come!"
Calumon jumped and made a swan dive into the bottom of the burlap sack. "Hey, there's nothing in here!"
Guilmon quickly closed the bag up, tied it, and presented it. "Tada! See? I'm good at negotiating."
"Remind me to get you to negotiate with my manager," Veemon asked Guilmon. "I need a raise on my salary but he won't give me one. Is there a service charge from you?"
"No. But Guilmon Bread would be nice," Guilmon replied. "So what should I bait your manager with? Chocolates? Sodas?"
"Magazines like Beelzemon has," Armadillomon answered.
"Oh, those magazines! I found one under Beelzemon's pillow once and they had a lot of dolls!" Calumon replied within the burlap sack. "Whoooo! Wheeeee!! Yeeeeeeeeeeehehehehehehe!!"
o_o;;; " . . ." Guilmon shook the bag. "Calumon, this is for eating my bread without my permission."
Guilmon got out of the tent with the other two following him. They watched as Guilmon climbed up a tree with the burlap sack in his mouth and to the closest tree limb and he tied the sack to hang from there. Guilmon quickly climbed down. "There, that should do it. Good night, Calumon!"
"Good night, Guilmon!" he shouted from the bag, as he started singing this particular song he made up. "Stuck in a tree, I am! When the wind howls, this tree falls with a bam! Wham! Whoo!! Free I am to go and fly again, as SuperCalumon is here to save the pie lady again! Yum! Yum! Pie! Pie! Eskimo Pie! SuperCalumon to the rescue!!"
"Where the hell does he come up with these?" Veemon asks.
Armadillomon sighed, "Got me."
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"What's going on out there?" Bokomon asked.
"Guilmon just went out to hang a bag of something up in a tree," Patamon answered.
"Must be their food," Patamon_F added.
"Hmm, we should do that too if we want to keep the animals away," Bokomon thought. "Nehmon, go hang the cooler of snacks up in the tree."
"Why me?" Nehmon asked.
"Because I told you," Bokomon replied.
"Well what if I don't?" Nehmon suggested.
"Than this." Bokomon grabbed the back strap of Nehmon's pants but instead of pulling it back and letting it go, he pulled it over Nehmon's head. "That'll teach you. Now go hang the cooler."
Nehmon walked out of the tent with the a pant wedgie. "This is new. Ow! I tripped!!"
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MarineAngemon hid under his blanket and shook in fright.
"Hey what's wrong with MarineAngie?" Terriermon asked.
"He's still scared from Cyberdramon's story telling," Hawkmon replied, setting up his nest/bed.
"Poor him," Wormmon pitied.
Terriermon had that evil glint in his eyes. "It was a dark and stormy night upon a dreaded haunted house."
"Oh no," Wormmon replied. "Not this again."
"Ooooh," MarineAngemon whined in fear, tucking under the blankets even further.
"People say that the house is infested with flesh-eating maggots that eat any little Digimon that comes in unaware," Terriermon added.
"Eeek!!" MarineAngemon squeaked.
"But others say that the previous owner's ghost lives there in wait of little Digimon to come in and collect souls for his lonely home . . ." Terriermon cackled.
"Meh . . . Meh . . . Eh . . ." MarineAngemon sputtered.
"You're starting to scare me . . ." Wormmon whimpered.
"Um, Terriermon, I don't think that's a good idea to scare him like that," Hawkmon replied. "When Cyberdramon told the ghost story tonight, he actually-"
"But you know what I say?" Terriermon asked, as he flipped on a flashlight and put it under his face. "There, up in the haunted house, lurks a ravenous, white, mad-eating, eye-popping, and flashing . . ." Terriermon flipped the covers off MarineAngemon and screamed, "Floppy Eared Terriermon!! Raaaarrrgghhh!!!"
"EEEEEEEEEPPPPP!!!!" MarineAngemon squealed.
"Ahahahahaha, now that was fun," Terriermon laughed. "Ahahahaha- Huh?" Something wet was touching under his foot. "Ewww . . . What is this?!"
"That's what I was trying to tell you," Hawkmon replied. "When Cyberdramon told the ghost story tonight, MarineAngemon actually wet the seat he was sitting on."
"Awww, crap! He wet my side of the tent . . ." Terriermon sighed.
"Told you it wasn't a good idea," Hawkmon replied.
MarineAngemon hid behind Wormmon. "Sorry . . ."
"I hate sharing tents . . ."
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Hehe, not bad. This time it was 14 pages. I think I may have gotten Calumon out of character back there but hey, he's hocked up on sugar and caffeine. What do you expect? Go crazy!! Whooo!! Whoo!! Calumon zoom, zoom! Calumon zoom, zoom! Still no underwear zoom! Hehe. ^_^;;; Yeah I'm hocked up on sugar and caffeine too from all the sodas I drank. Okay, see you later. Oh yeah, REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: You already heard me once telling this so go away. (No, not from this story! Do not switch pages from this!! I meant just scroll down from this and read the things below!!!)
Author's Note: Hehe, hope I didn't make you guys wait too long. Now let see . . . Who died on that bus accident? Did Renamon ever kill Veemon for seeing her in the showers? Who knows? Just read and review. Oh yeah, one more thing: I'm gonna start off with the Digimon part, and let you all wait till later to see what happened after the bus accident. Hahahahaha . . . That means you'll have to wait. ^_^;;;
Summary: A nice and relaxing camping trip. Gathered around the campfire, listening to ghost stories, star gazing, and then sleeping with a bear next to you in the tent. Aaaaaaagggghhhhh!!! Another mischief of brought from the Digimon.
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Chapter Four: The Joy of Camping And Sharing Tents
"Ow . . . That hurt!" Veemon moaned.
"Hold still. Renamon hit ya real good on the head here," Armadillomon steadied, as he tied the bandages around his head. "What did she hit you with anyway?"
"She threw a LOT of stuff at me: she threw bars of soap, a sponge, a bucket, the shampoo bottle, a soap bottle, a cup, and a conditioner bottle," Veemon answered. "Luckily she didn't throw the sink at me. But this bump was when she slapped the scrub brush on my head when I saw her in the nud-uh . . . Ow . . ."
"Uh-huh, you're smart about not saying that Veemon," said Renamon, now sitting around the campfire with all the other Digimon. "But not smart enough to know that someone was taking a shower . . ."
"I thought someone had left the hot water on so I was going to take a shower and not just leave it wasting," Veemon said innocently.
"Sure . . . Whatever." Armadillomon jerked the bandages so it rip off as he rolled it back into it's binding.
"Ow! Easy with the head," Veemon groaned.
"You sure the Tamers and Digidestines will be here?" Bokomon asked Beelzemon.
"Yeah I'm sure. They'll be here soon. I even gave them a map. Just hope they didn't let Davis read the map for them . . ." Beelzemon wandered off at the end of that. "God that boy can't even guide himself out of a paper bag."
"You sure?" Nehmon asked.
Beelzemon closed his eyes and gave a sigh as he spoke this rhyme. "Cross my heart and hope to die, stop watching porno and hoping you would die, go #%$@ a baboon, you fool, you fool, they'll be here soon!! Okay?! Sheesh!!"
Nehmon's ears drooped as he curled into a fettle position, looking scared. "Don't have to be that mean . . ."
"Sorry, sorry. You're right, that was a bit mean. I'm just tired and grumpy, and I mean really grumpy. . . Hey, that's a good idea. Okay guys, time to go to sleep!!" Beelzemon told everyone. "Get off your logs and get to your tents and go to sleep! It'll be good for all of us."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" every Digimon moaned. "We don't want to!!!"
"And I haven't finished telling my ghost story!" Cyberdramon growled. "I wanna finished my ghost story!"
"And I want to pay back Veemon . . ." Renamon replied, curling her fist up and glaring at the blue dragon.
Veemon squeaked, "Hehe, I didn't see anything . . . I didn't see a birth mark on your left cheek."
Guilmon was confused as he looked at the left cheek of her face. "Where? I don't see a mark."
0_o;;; Terriermon's eyes widened. "Whoa! You had a good enough look to actually see something like that?! Woo!! Did Renamon have a nice ass?!"
Renamon gave a death glare to Terriermon and Veemon. "You two will die tonight before midnight by my hands."
Veemon had a swat drop hanging from the side of his head. "Oops . . . But I didn't say anything!!"
"Hey, hey! Calm down now. Cyberdramon, your story was finished when Veemon came runnin' here and catching on fire," Beelzemon sighed. "Now come on, Cyberdramon, Renamon, help me get these kiddies to their tents and sleep. It's our job to put them away since we are the older and more mature mons here."
"Um, pardon me, Beelzemon, but that's your word," Hawkmon mentioned. "I may be younger than you but my maturity rate is a whole LOT higher than yours, Beelzemon."
Renamon gave a nod in agreement. "He sure got you there, Beelzemon. He sure is more gentlemen-like than you. Although he does act like a sissy and weakling at times."
"What?! Okay, that's it . . . Come here you little birdie!" Beelzemon shouted before being grabbed by his demonic tail by Cyberdramon.
"Who's the mature one now?" Cyberdramon asked. "And stop getting all grumpy and mad."
"Oooh, I don't get mad, I get stabby! Plus I'll even wreck mayhem with my double barrel guns!!" Beelzemon screamed, as he reached for them on his back and on his leg. "Wait a sec! Dammit! That bear destroyed them! Aww, phooey!"
"Uh, but some of us can't go to sleep," said Gatomon.
"Hmm? Why is that?" Renamon asked.
"Well, some of the tents are either burnt down or torn because of that monster attack," Guardromon replied.
"Oh yeah . . . Guess some of you guys are gonna have to share tents then," Renamon answered. "Alright, there's only five tents left so this is how it goes: Beelzemon, Guardromon, and Cyberdramon, you three bunk in the first tent there near the those trees."
"Great, I have to bunk with you," Cyberdramon groaned.
"Hey I ain't exactly enthusiastic as you too," Beelzemon growled. "Look at the size of that tent we have to share together! Three of us!! The largest ones here!!"
"Hmm, good thing I'm only big boned," Guardromon thought.
Renamon continued. "Veemon, Armadillomon, Guilmon, and Calumon, you all over there."
"Whoo! Poker night tonight in the tent, right?" Veemon checked.
"Yeppers! Hope you got money now, unlike 'before'," Armadillomon reminded.
"Do you take Digi-Dollars?" Veemon asked.
" . . . No."
Renamon counted the rest off into the tents. "Bokomon, Nehmon, and both Patamons in those tents there. Hawkmon, Terriermon, Wormmon, and MarineAngemon, you get that small tent over there. And Lopmon, Gatomon, and I, will get that big tent over there."
"Hey, why do you get the bigger tent?" Beelzemon asked, furiously.
Renamon, Lopmon, and Gatomon started walking toward the big tent. Renamon turned around and gave an amusing smile at the jealousy Beelzemon threw out. "Ladies first."
"Argh!" Beelzemon steamed at.
" *Hic!* " Calumon hiccuped.
"You got the hiccups?" Guilmon asked, turning around to the little catalyst, to suddenly notice a whole bunch of empty bags of candies and soda cans around him.
Veemon saw the trash on the floor. "Calumon, don't tell you ate all these bags of candies and drank all these sodas . . ."
Calumon gave his most innocent and cutest little puppy dog eyes. " . . . Nope."
"Liar." Armadillomon replied, poking Calumon in his pudgy stomach. "There must be at least a pound of sugar worth in that little stomach of yours."
"Oh boy, he's going to be sugar-high as Takato on Halloween night, bouncing up and down against the walls tonight," Guilmon sighed.
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Speaking of Takato . . . Whatever happened to his group? (Now you get to know what happened, Hehehehe.) Red stained shattered windows. Sparks spurting and flying everywhere. Twisting pieces and scraps of metal out of joint. Everything mangled beyond repair, no one could've survived.
Davis was lying in shattered glasses as he woke up. Blinking every once in a while, he decided to sit up and he looked around. "Oookay . . . Weird. I'm suppose to be dead by now and up in heaven playing soccer but I practically have no scratches or bruises on me except from Yolei's bear attack. Wait a minute, if I'm dead then that means . . . Awww, man!!! I never got to do the things I wanted to do as alive! Aww, I never got to say sorry to my mom for breaking that vase, I never got to return that CD to my cousin, I never got to go surfing , I never got to eat at that new all-you- can-eat buffet, and I never even got to say I'm sorry to Y-!"
He then heard another person's voice. "You pretty much only got half of that right, Davis."
"Yolei?" Davis recognized as he looked out to see Yolei standing there at the window looking at him.
"I said you only got half of that correct," Yolei repeated. "You shouldn't be up in heaven and playing soccer, you should be in hell with the devil, poking you in the butt with his fork all day!"
"Yolei! Oh thank god you're alive!" Davis smiled, glad to see anybody. "Wait a minute, I was almost about to say sorry to her . . . I can't believe I was about to apologize to you!!"
"Well goodie for you, Davis," Yolei sighed. "I woke up out here near the forest, and seeing that I was actually thrown out of the bus, not even hurt until when I heard your annoying whining voice from inside of here. . ."
"Where is everybody?" Davis asked. "I'm the only one in here."
"I hope they're not dead . . ." Yolei trailed off.
"Oh man!!! What the heck happen here?!" they both heard someone screamed.
"Hang on, I'll come back to you Davis," said Yolei as she left Davis.
"Wait a minute! You can't leave me stuck in this upside down bus!! How am I suppose to get out?!" Davis shouted as she ran off. "Awww, great." Davis then sniffed something. "Do I smell gas or is it just me? Or maybe we ran over a skunk in the crash . . ."
"God, and I thought I had a major headache from watching Kazu and Kenta fight each other today, but surviving through a bus that practically crashed in a mangled and twisted way, shaking all of us like a bunch of clothes in a drying machine . . . Aww, man!! I got a bus splitting headache!!" Takato complained, as he laid back into the soft grass.
"Takato!" Yolei shouted seeing the goggle-boy lying there.
"Huh? Yolei! Oh man, thank god you're here," Takato gladly said.
"Right back at ya," Yolei replied. "Well that makes two goggle-boys I found."
Takato's eye widened, "Davis is still alive?"
"Yeah, amazing he survived," Yolei sighed. "Seen anyone yet?"
"Kazu and Kenta are over there dead," Takato replied, pointing over there behind the trees where the two boys lied.
"They're what?!" Yolei shouted.
"Dead. Well, Kenta wants to be dead but Kazu is saying that they're not," Takato cleared up. "Oooh, I got a major headache that's big as Azulongmon's beard!"
Yolei walked over to see Kazu and Kenta arguing each other. "Can you guys just shut up?!"
The two boys looked up. "Yolei's an angel?" Kenta wondered.
"No, she's alive! We're alive! Kenta, we're not dead yet!" Kazu yelled the tenth time.
"No, we're in heaven! Although this isn't what I expected heaven to be," Kenta thought over.
"Kenta! This is not heaven! We're both alive! We both survived a bus accident! Now stop thinking this is heaven and accept reality!" Kazu told him, slapping him behind the head.
"But this isn't real!" Kenta shouted in vain as Yolei stomped in front of him.
"Kenta! This is real! You're not in heaven and you're not dead and to prove it, let see if you are very much alive by this!" Yolei shouted.
"Will you guys keep it down?! Some of us are . . ." Takato trailed off of his sentence as he saw the scene in front of him unfold.
Yolei pulled Kenta towards her by face, and pulled him right into a deep, passionate, dramatic, and romantic kiss. 0_0!!! Time seemed to freeze for that very moment as their lips locked on to each other as it melted away slowly.
"HOLY SHIT!!!" Kazu screamed, as he back up into the tree and seeing his best friend getting his first kiss right there in front of him by a girl, even before Kazu would get his first kiss too. 'No fair! He got kissed by a girl even before me! But of course, I do feel bad for the chum to be kissed by Yolei,' he thought. 'But, awww man!! He got kissed!'
"Oh, man!!!" Takato shouted in shock. "Now I can't get that image out of my head! Oooh, major headache! Major headache!! Major headache coming up . . .!!!"
Then Yolei pulled her face away from Kenta. "Blech! Even with duct tape over your mouth, it's still disgusting . . . You haven't brushed your teeth this morning."
"Huh?" Kazu and Takato asked.
Yolei took her hands off to reveal that in the last second before she kissed Kenta, she had pulled duct tape over Kenta's mouth and pulled him into that kiss that was all just a fake! Phew! (I'm not a supporter or hater of this coupling . . . Although I'm not sure if this couple ever did exist in someone's mind since they're completely from another season and it's a far shot.)
"Wow, no wonder people voted for her," Kazu awed. "She actually DID won that 'Best Kissing Scene Award' with Ken. It even topped that kissing scene in Spiderman with Tobey McGuire and Kristen Dunst. Looked so real, huh?"
"Yeah but this was with Kenta!" Takato replied, still shock. "Heh, guess it only works well with people who's name start with a 'K' like Ken or Kenta . . ."
"What?! Wait a minute- No! There's no way Yolei is gonna kiss me!!" Kazu screamed again.
"Relax, and why would I wanna kiss you?" Yolei asked.
"Well, still thinking this is heaven? Or did you think that was hell?" Takato asked Kenta.
Kenta couldn't speak with the duct tape over his mouth but looked like he want to strangle himself as he put both of his hands over his neck.
"Oh yeah, he thought it was hell," Takato sighed.
"Humph! You should know that I won 'Best Kissing Scene' with Ken!" Yolei arrogantly pouted.
"Hey, shouldn't we find the others?" Kazu asked.
"We're all here . . ." said a voice behind them.
It was Takuya with the rest of the gang. They were all okay, with a minor scratch here or there and seemed a bit ruffled up but were all fine. But then Yolei noticed two people lying on a separate survival-made gurney from each other with T.K., Koji, Kouichi, and Ken holding them. They were Kari and Yolei.
Yolei rushed to them. "What happen?!"
"They're fine, I think. They're just unconscious for the moment when we found them," Ryo answered.
"We all woke up inside the bus and decided to go look for you guys and left Davis in there sleeping," Ken replied. "He really is quite a heavy sleeper."
"Did you guys scavenge anything from the crash?" Yolei asked.
"Yeah and we checked," Koji answered. "We got the first aid kits here, some blankets, a survival kit, some water canteens, some spare food supplies, but the only thing that was destroyed and couldn't get was the ketchup bottle that exploded and splattered all over the window of the bus in the crash."
"Oh . . . Thank god, I though that was actual blood," Yolei sighed a relief.
"I would complain about child labor laws right about at the moment but since we're under the circumstances, I won't," Cody complained, carrying all the supplies that were scavenged.
"Heeeeeenrrrrrrrrrry!!" Suzie moaned.
"What? You want a piggy back ride?" Henry sighed.
"No, but can you carry all this AND give me a piggy back ride at the same time too?" she asked.
"Yeah, same here," Tommy added. "J.P., why can't you help? You got muscles like an elephant."
"Hey, I gotta help check on Zoe, ya know?" J.P. replied. "If she starts shivering, I gotta be the first one to notice and get her a blanket."
"Hey, shouldn't we go pick up goggle-head by now?" Rika wondered.
"Guess you're right. He's already awake now," Yolei remembered. "Hope Davis didn't try tipping the bus over.
Meanwhile, back at the bus . . .
"Stupid bus. Tip over! Tip over!" Davis shouted, as he rammed his shoulders into the side of the bus to tip over to right side up so he can get out. "Ow!! Okay, that wasn't smart . . ." He then moved over to the shattered window and thought about crawling through them to get out.
"What the? Blood?" Davis noticed the crimson substance that stained the glass. He got some on his finger and sniffed it. "Funny. Doesn't smell like it." He then tried tasting it. "Hey, it's ketchup! Thank goodness . . . Hope the bus didn't crush on anyone."
His nose then crinkled to another smell that was kind of revolting of a scent. "Aww, man! That smell is awful! What is it?! Maybe the bus did actually run over a skunk . . ."
Davis walked around and continued sniffing to identify where that smell is coming from.
"Davis!! Davis!! You there?!" someone yelled from the distance.
Davis looked out the window to see a group of people and a shadowing outline of Takato.
"Hey I'm still over here and in one piece!" Davis waved. "Although I think the bus landed and killed a skunk when it crashed because the gas in here stinks!"
"Gas? What . . . Oh no! Davis get out of there!" Ken warned. He almost abandoned his post of holding the gurney but Kenta caught it as Ken ran down toward Davis. "Davis get out of the bus before it explodes!"
T.K.'s eyebrow rose. "What?"
"The gas tank, it must be leaking!" Rika understood.
"Look!" Tommy pointed over to the end of the bus.
Behind the bus, a small but glowing fire was licking the side of the bus. "Oh-no!"
"Daivs hold on! We're coming!" T.K. shouted as he ran down to help too.
J.P. was about to lead the charge. "Wait for-!"
"No wait!" Ryo stopped.
"What?! What for?! Davis is in there and he'll die in there if we don't help," J.P. stated.
"I know and but we need to get as far as possible from this bus before the fire hits the gasoline!" Ryo warned. "Now back into the forest!"
"Ladies first! Move! Run! Run! Run!" Kazu shouted, leading the charge out of here.
0_o;;; "Did he just say what I think he said?" Yolei thought over.
Everyone rushed as far away as possible at their highest rate as T.K. and Ken went to their friend. "Davis, hurry! Open the bus door! The bus is gonna explode!"
Davis tried pulled the bus' door apart but in vain. "I can't it's stuck!"
"Davis, pull the lever near the driver's seat to open the gate," Ken ordered.
"Got it!" Davis ran over to the upside down driver's seat and looked up to see the lever. "Alright, just need to reach it."
Davis jumped up and down trying to catch the lever in his hand till he finally did, but there was one problem, he couldn't push the level since he had nothing to push against. He tried swinging his body back and forth but it didn't work either. "Um, guys, I'm stuck."
T.K. desperately looked over the fire to see it was near a puddle of leaking gas. "Davis!"
"What?! I'm trying the best here!" Davis shouted, as he dropped down and walked over to Ken and T.K. with the bus door jammed. "Look guys, just leave me here. There's nothing you can do for me."
Ken saw this was absolutely absurd. "But Davis-!"
"No, Ken. Just give up," Davis sighed. "Okay, there's been some things I've been needing to tell you guys before I . . . you know, past on."
T.K. and Ken stood there waiting to hear what their friend was about to say before he would past on in a fiery inferno.
Davis breathed in a deep breath. "Ken, there's a box in my closet under the floor boards in the corner and I want Beelzemon to have it since I know he's one of the only one here who likes to read them besides me. Plus I want you tell Veemon that when he dies, look me up in heaven in the phonebook or near the soccer field if he wants to find me."
"Alright," Ken sighed.
"And T.K. . . ." said Davis.
"Yeah?" T.K. looked up, feeling all the sorrow and pity he had for his friend.
Davis gave a deep sigh again, making sure the way he sound this sentence out is right. "Please tell Kari I love her."
"Okay," T.K. replied. "Anything for you, Davis."
"Good. Now, I'm dropping Kari off to you and you can have her now," Daivs added. "Please be sure not to kiss Kari on your first date when you do so. I'll be up in heaven and there's gotta be a whole bunch of cute dead chicks for me than Kari."
" . . . WHAT?!?!" T.K. erupted.
"Well come on. You can't believe that'll stick to Kari forever even beyond the grave," Davis replied. "That'll be creepy. Besides, maybe when I'm dead and can go haunt Rika . . ." He then gave a sheepish smile. "Now she's a feisty one . . . Hehehe."
"Davis . . ." said T.K., trying his best not to explode again.
"Yeah?" Davis asked.
"Come closer to the window . . ." he said, grinding his teeth.
Davis moved closer to hear what his buddy has to say when . . .
"CLINK!! CRASH!!"
"You crazy moron!! Do you think I'm gonna tell Kari that you, one her best friends that she considers, is gonna drop her into my lap like that for someone else?!?! You son of a-"
"Air! Air! T.K., I want to die in a burning bus, not in your hands as you choke me to death!!" Davis choked.
"Well faith plays in strange ways, okay?!" T.K. shouted.
Once Davis had moved closer to the bus door, T.K. had rammed both of his hands straight into the shattered window, grabbed Davis by the throat, and pulled him right out through the bus gates and started choking him with Davis clawing at T.K. to stop.
"Umm, T.K. Davis," Ken called.
"WHAT?!" they both yelled and looked over to him
"Daivs, you're free and out of the bus," Ken pointed out.
Davis saw that he was completely out of the trapped bus and was right outside and alive. "Hey, I'm free! I'm free! I'm free! I'm not gonna die!"
"Yes you are!" T.K. grabbed Davis and put him in a headlock as he grind his knuckles into the top of the Davis' head. "You dirty sneak! You S.O.B.!!! Can't believe those were gonna be your last and final words to Kari!!"
"Guys! Think of the bigger picture!" Ken reminded. "Let's get out of here before the bus explodes."
"Oh, yeah."
The three of them made a mad dash across the ditches, behind the trees, and over the small hills when they heard the explosion. It erupted in complete and chaotic way as it burst. Sheets of flaming metal and bus seats went flying all around. Ashes and smoke filled the sky.
"Davis, you okay?" Takato asked.
Davis replied, "Yeah. I'm fine. For now . . ." looking over to T.K.
"Be happy I won't tell Kari what you said back there about her and me," T.K. muttered.
"Awww, man. Davis survived," Kazu frowned. "He's still alive!"
"Kazu, pay up now . . ." Kenta grinned.
"Stupid bet . . ." Kazu sighed. "Oh wait, I don't have any money at the moment."
"Promise?" Kenta asked.
"If I lied, may god toss a flaming object to my head right now," Kazu proclaimed.
Suddenly a flaming tire from the bus explosion made a collision strike right next to Kazu. "Eep! Whhhaaaaaaa!!!"
"Does that count?" Suzie asked.
"Kazu you liar!" Kenta yelled.
"What?! I didn't expect it to happen!!" Kazu shouted.
"Oh boy . . ." Takato sighed. "And I thought it was annoying sitting on a bus for over six hours with them, let see how annoying it gets surviving in the woods with them . . ."
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"This is the best. We get the biggest tent here," Gatomon sighed. "Finally, I can get a catnap."
"And I can get my beauty sleep," Lopmon replied.
"And I can get my meditation," Renamon added. "I wonder how all the boys are doing?"
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"Cyberdramon, you get that side of the tent and I'll get this side, okay?" Beelzemon asked.
"Fine with me," Cyberdramon replied. "Guardromon, you get to sleep outside the tent."
"Just because I'm a robot doesn't mean I don't have any emotions . . ." the robot muttered, as he left the tent.
"How many blankets do we have?" Cyberdramon asked.
"One. We'll share," Beelzemon answered, kicking his boots off, pulling his jacket off, and then his trousers. "Hope y' don't mind me sleeping in my boxers, do ya?"
" . . . " Cyberdramon seemed to stare off for a while as he sat up and crawled out of the tent. "Hey Guardromon, make some room out there for me because I'm bunking with you."
"Oh, so you're gonna take my space?" Guardromon asked in a peeved way.
"Alright! Alright! I'll keep my trousers on!!" Beelzemon stopped.
"Fine. Hand me a pillow," he asked.
Beelzemon had fluffed his third pillow that he was all gonna greedily sleep on when heard the sentence. " . . . What pillow?"
" . . . "
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"Calumon, zoom, zoom. Here a zoom, there a zoom. Calumon, zoom, zoom. No underwear zoom!" Calumon sang as he bounced off the walls of the tent Guilmon, Veemon, and Armadillomon stayed in, as they played a round of poker. "Whheeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Whooooooooo!!"
Armadillomon and the others patiently tried to ignore the young one's singing. "So are you in or are you out?"
"Uh, I deal in five loaves of Guilmon Bread. Is that okay?" Guilmon asked, shoving five pieces of Guilmon shaped Guilmon Breads into the center of their playing.
Suddenly Calumon jumped on to Guilmon's snout and started rubbing his nose with Guilmon's. "Eskimo Kisses!!"
"What the- Calumon?!" Guilmon shouted.
Calumon then jumped on to Armadillomon and Veemon, giving the both of them a warm, cuddly, and "friendly" Eskimo Kiss on the nose as he started to continue jumping across the wall. "Whooo! Whooo! Pie! Pie! Eskimo Pie! Me want an Eskimo Pie!! Yay!!"
". . . Okay . . . That was interesting," Armadillomon replied. "I just got kissed."
"Calumon zoom, zoom! Calumon zoom, zoom! Still no underwear zoom! Whoooo!!" Calumon continued to scream.
"Did you count how many sodas he had? And the many bags of candies he had?" Veemon asked. "He ate enough to make his blood sugar content probably hit the ceiling or something! That's enough sugar to keep a mon up for days!!"
"Speaking of ceilings . . ." Guilmon pointed upward to the top of their tent.
The other two looked up in shock. "What the?!?!"
Calumon was zooming all over the ceiling of their tent leaving muddy footprints all over it. Guilmon lied back and gazed at it. "Oooh, it's almost like star gazing. See, there's the Little Dipper."
"Guilmon, can't you do anything about Calumon? He's driving me crazy with his singing," Veemon pleaded.
"Sorry, but he's not bothering me at all," Guilmon replied. "I'm use to this so it doesn't bother me one-!!"
"Bun! Bun! Bun in turn! Yummy! Yummy! Bun! Bun!" Calumon shouted, as he suddenly stuffed all FIVE Guilmon Bread into his mouth.
Ah!" Veemon, Guilmon, and Armadillomon gasped.
"Holy cow! That's a whopper for him!" Armadillomon said in shock.
"Hey, he ate my bread!" Guilmon shouted in anger. "Calumon!!"
Guilmon lunged to catch him but missed. "Ow!"
"Happy! Happy! Happy!" Calumon chanted. He picked up a bandana that he tied around his neck to make like a cape as he starts running and jumping. "Look at me! Look at me! I'm SuperCalumon to the rescue!! Whhheeeeeeeeee!!"
"Do something Armadillomon!" Veemon pleaded, knowing that he'll fall off the brink into insanity from this little monster.
"Hey, I hear a damsel in distress over in the distance!" Armadillomon joked.
"SuperCalumon to the rescue!!" Calumon said as he darted out of there faster than a speeding locomotive.
"Wow, it actually worked," Veemon said in shock.
"Yep. Now, about the game . . ." Armadillomon worried.
Guilmon sighed. "I'm out. Those were my last five Guilmon Bread."
"Hello!!" Calumon greeted, coming back so soon.
"Damn that quick? Phooey," Armadillomon sighed. "I was sure that it would take him longer. Oh well."
"Did you rescue a damsel?" Veemon asked.
Calumon showed his face. "She even gave me a kiss and an Eskimo Pie to go because I rescued her from a cliff! Whooo! She worked near a pie stand when she fell off! I ate up all the pie but I saved you a pie crumb that's in my tummy!! Hehehehehe!! I bet Beelzemon never get this kind of treatment."
"Yeah, because Beelzemon always give them a slap on the butt before they leave him," Armadillomon added. "And then they REALLY leave him for good."
"I wanna pie . . ." Guilmon thought about it.
" . . . What the . . . This is getting out of hand," Veemon replied. "We're all going crazy and out of character from this little . . . thing!!"
"Hey!! Who you calling a 'thing' you fool?!?!" Calumon asked. "Wheeeehehehehehehe!!!"
"Okay, group huddle!" Veemon proclaimed.
All three of them turned around and got into a huddle. Calumon tried to get into it too but Guilmon swatted him away with his tail. "Not you, Calumon."
"He's starting to scare me . . ." Veemon whispered to Guilmon.
"We need to catch him, sack him, and toss him out and maybe into someone else's tent for him to bunk the night," Armadillomon replied.
"Alright, everyone, on the count of three, we grab him," Guilmon announced. "One . . . Two . . . Grab him!!"
All three of them lunged at SuperCalumon but ended smacking their chins into the ground before grabbing him.
Calumon had darted through the blankets and pillows of the tents, popping up here and there. "Where am I?! Over here? Over here? Or over here? Whooooo!! Whooooo!! Peek-a-boo! Peek-a-boo!!"
"God he's tricky," Armadillomon replied.
"Alright, Plan B," Veemon told, moving on to the next plan.
"Hey, I'm good at negotiating. Let me try," Guilmon replied. "Calumon!"
"Yes . . . ?" he answered, walking over to Guilmon, looking even more energetic and ready to sprint at any moment.
"If you sit still for the rest of tonight," Guilmon started. "I'll give you a whole bag of chocolate chips for your good behavior now."
0_0!!! "He calls that negotiating?!" Veemon shouted.
"Okie-Dokie!!" Calumon happily replied as he put his hands out. "Gimmie! Gimmie! Gimmie! Gimmie! Candy! Candy! Candy! Pwease . . . ???"
Guilmon turned around, with a burlap sack. "Okay, if you want it, it's in here."
"Whhheeeeee!!!" Calumon cheered. "Sweet! Sweet! Sweet between my teeth! Sweetie! Sweetie! Sweet! Sweet! Here I come!"
Calumon jumped and made a swan dive into the bottom of the burlap sack. "Hey, there's nothing in here!"
Guilmon quickly closed the bag up, tied it, and presented it. "Tada! See? I'm good at negotiating."
"Remind me to get you to negotiate with my manager," Veemon asked Guilmon. "I need a raise on my salary but he won't give me one. Is there a service charge from you?"
"No. But Guilmon Bread would be nice," Guilmon replied. "So what should I bait your manager with? Chocolates? Sodas?"
"Magazines like Beelzemon has," Armadillomon answered.
"Oh, those magazines! I found one under Beelzemon's pillow once and they had a lot of dolls!" Calumon replied within the burlap sack. "Whoooo! Wheeeee!! Yeeeeeeeeeeehehehehehehe!!"
o_o;;; " . . ." Guilmon shook the bag. "Calumon, this is for eating my bread without my permission."
Guilmon got out of the tent with the other two following him. They watched as Guilmon climbed up a tree with the burlap sack in his mouth and to the closest tree limb and he tied the sack to hang from there. Guilmon quickly climbed down. "There, that should do it. Good night, Calumon!"
"Good night, Guilmon!" he shouted from the bag, as he started singing this particular song he made up. "Stuck in a tree, I am! When the wind howls, this tree falls with a bam! Wham! Whoo!! Free I am to go and fly again, as SuperCalumon is here to save the pie lady again! Yum! Yum! Pie! Pie! Eskimo Pie! SuperCalumon to the rescue!!"
"Where the hell does he come up with these?" Veemon asks.
Armadillomon sighed, "Got me."
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"What's going on out there?" Bokomon asked.
"Guilmon just went out to hang a bag of something up in a tree," Patamon answered.
"Must be their food," Patamon_F added.
"Hmm, we should do that too if we want to keep the animals away," Bokomon thought. "Nehmon, go hang the cooler of snacks up in the tree."
"Why me?" Nehmon asked.
"Because I told you," Bokomon replied.
"Well what if I don't?" Nehmon suggested.
"Than this." Bokomon grabbed the back strap of Nehmon's pants but instead of pulling it back and letting it go, he pulled it over Nehmon's head. "That'll teach you. Now go hang the cooler."
Nehmon walked out of the tent with the a pant wedgie. "This is new. Ow! I tripped!!"
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MarineAngemon hid under his blanket and shook in fright.
"Hey what's wrong with MarineAngie?" Terriermon asked.
"He's still scared from Cyberdramon's story telling," Hawkmon replied, setting up his nest/bed.
"Poor him," Wormmon pitied.
Terriermon had that evil glint in his eyes. "It was a dark and stormy night upon a dreaded haunted house."
"Oh no," Wormmon replied. "Not this again."
"Ooooh," MarineAngemon whined in fear, tucking under the blankets even further.
"People say that the house is infested with flesh-eating maggots that eat any little Digimon that comes in unaware," Terriermon added.
"Eeek!!" MarineAngemon squeaked.
"But others say that the previous owner's ghost lives there in wait of little Digimon to come in and collect souls for his lonely home . . ." Terriermon cackled.
"Meh . . . Meh . . . Eh . . ." MarineAngemon sputtered.
"You're starting to scare me . . ." Wormmon whimpered.
"Um, Terriermon, I don't think that's a good idea to scare him like that," Hawkmon replied. "When Cyberdramon told the ghost story tonight, he actually-"
"But you know what I say?" Terriermon asked, as he flipped on a flashlight and put it under his face. "There, up in the haunted house, lurks a ravenous, white, mad-eating, eye-popping, and flashing . . ." Terriermon flipped the covers off MarineAngemon and screamed, "Floppy Eared Terriermon!! Raaaarrrgghhh!!!"
"EEEEEEEEEPPPPP!!!!" MarineAngemon squealed.
"Ahahahahaha, now that was fun," Terriermon laughed. "Ahahahaha- Huh?" Something wet was touching under his foot. "Ewww . . . What is this?!"
"That's what I was trying to tell you," Hawkmon replied. "When Cyberdramon told the ghost story tonight, MarineAngemon actually wet the seat he was sitting on."
"Awww, crap! He wet my side of the tent . . ." Terriermon sighed.
"Told you it wasn't a good idea," Hawkmon replied.
MarineAngemon hid behind Wormmon. "Sorry . . ."
"I hate sharing tents . . ."
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Hehe, not bad. This time it was 14 pages. I think I may have gotten Calumon out of character back there but hey, he's hocked up on sugar and caffeine. What do you expect? Go crazy!! Whooo!! Whoo!! Calumon zoom, zoom! Calumon zoom, zoom! Still no underwear zoom! Hehe. ^_^;;; Yeah I'm hocked up on sugar and caffeine too from all the sodas I drank. Okay, see you later. Oh yeah, REVIEW!!!