::Charactors Involved::
Ray
IcePokomon
A snake
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When Ray had finally finished, she came out of the shower wearing a pale blue long-sleeved shirt, half buttoned, and long black pants. I stared a moment as the steam came out from the bathroom. She began to dry her hair with a towel as I watched. Soon enough, She stopped, gave me a look and asked "What?" I said nothing and turned to face the other way. I had to admit it. I hadn't seen in her in such a long time that she almost looked like a stranger. She had grown tall, almost taller than most male humans, and with a slender feminine figure. Almost like me, when I was a Renamon of course.
"Oh IcePokomon. When will you stop dwelling on that battle? I know what you're thinking... don't be that upset. The travel through the portal saps up to half of your energy but it IS a lot safer than before. Now, maybe you want to wash up a little and get that dust and dirt of your fur?" She said while ruffling her golden hair with the towel. I turned back to look at her. She smiled slightly in encouragement.
"Fine by me." I sighed and hopped down nimbly from the sofa and made my way across the marble floor, past her legs towards the bathroom. Then I gulped. The sink itself was too high for me to reach. There was a bathtub but I doubt I could even climb in without help.
"Soap (almost spelt soup) is in the green dispenser if you need it." She said quite cheerfully. I turned my gaze skywards and stared at the dispenser positioned high up there. Oh boy. I couldn't even reach the stupid tap! Let alone get the water to flow out.
"Ray... I can't reach anything." I sighed, finally resigning to my fate of being stuck in pokomon form for a while.
"Oh? You noticed?" Ray replied with a mock expression of surprise on her face. Then bent down and scooped me up from the floor, placing me by the sink.
"Oh no.." I groaned.
"It isn't that bad. ANd its only one time. You'll probably digivolve again sometime soon..."
~ ~ ~
I must say I quite enjoyed the bath. Who wouldn't? After being outside in such a dirty place. The only thing that still bugged me was the fact that I still was in pokomon form. After being dried. We sat down on the sofa while Ray watched the foreign news and explained at the same time.
"The fact is IcePokomon, even Hypnos isn't sure what these creatures are. They seem to only come out at night but disappear in the day without a trace. They haven't found out if those creatures are digimon which is where you come in."
I chewed down a portion of fried bean curd (pokomon likes bean curd yes?) and gave a puzzled look. "Me?"
Ray nodded, "They needed a digimon strong enough to perhaps defeat one of these creatures so that they can determine if the creatures are digimon. If they can't be sure... then they may decide to wipe out hte digirealm."
"WHAAAAT?!!!" I screamed and choked on a piece of bean curd I was eating. I coughed slightly then argued, "What makes you think I can defeat them? I mean, yea I was strong in the digiworld, but I just got defeated by a spaghetti monster." I was confused, and sometimes in being confused I tended to just say aloud whatever I was thinking.
"Why not call guilemon, or THAT renamon? Why me?"
"Oh... yea, I haven't thought about it. Oh, maybe they're even stronger than you. Good point, you can go back now." Ray nodded and then leaned back against the sofa, listening to the news and not saying anything else. I quietened down and continued eating. I could tell she was annoyed. Ever since my defeat I was in a snobbish mood I realised. And now I even didn't trust my own power and worst of all, now I didn't trust her judgement. I made up my mind. If Ray thinks I can do it. Then I can!
A foul smell tickled my nose as I perked up suddenly and glanced around the room. What was that smell? It smelled like a reptile. Another monster? A low growl rose in my throat. There! Out from the kitchen a small black thing slithered from the sink. Its small beady eyes unblinking as a pale pink forked tongue tasted the air. Ray had also spotted the snake and rose from her seat. Her gun was on the mantlepiece. She started to move towards it, trying not to make any jerking movements. Meanwhile, the vile serpant slithered to the ground and paused, flicking its tongue in and out. I hissed at it while it hissed back at me and reared up slightly. Then the snake turned its head and looked at Ray. No way!
I jumped at it and bit down hard around the back of its head. Instantly I felt the folds of coils wrap around me, tightening as it constricted me. I clenched my teeth tighter around the back of the snakes head but its scales were so slippery that I was loosing my grip. The crushing force around me tightened every time I exhaled. I felt like I was trapped in a tomb, being suffocated to death.
Ray grabbed her gun then realised that the two creatures were too tightly interlocked for her to get a clear shot. The shot might even pass through the snake and hit me. Grtting her teeth, She advanced slowly and grabbed the snake's head tightly, then tried to unwind the serpant from my body. I could feel my breaths deepen and hasten as I tried to draw in more air. My vision started to blur until Ray removed a coil from around my neck and I could suck in a much needed breath. My paws scrabled agaisnt the scales of the snake and the marble floor as I tried to wriggle out from the snake's grasp.
Upon realisation that it was loosing its prey, the snake uncoil and started to flail about. Its tail hit Ray's eye and she dropped it. The snake hit the floor and reared up again, ready to strike at Ray. I lept in and bit its snout then quickly realised and jumped back, wary of its muscular coils. We were soon interlocked in a close battle as I tried to grip the snake's neck while it tried to grip me in its muscular coils again.
"IcePokomon!" Now Ray wasn't an expert on snakes but she knew there were two basic kinds. Poison-wielders and constrictors. That snake seemed to be a constrictor which meant it had no poisonous fangs. However, a hard bite could hurt me well enough for me to turn into vanished data.
"Step back IcePokomon." Ray cried.
I did so, leaping backwards a few jumps from the hissing black thing. Just as I jumped backwards, a dark purple bolt fired from Ray's gun, shot overhead me and hit the snake. It writhed in its death throes, incinerated to ashes. Reliefed, Ray bent down to hug me. Okay fine, in fact I also jumped into her arms.
"For a moment I thought you weren't going to listen to me again." Ray whispered.
I didn't say anything in reply. I didn't need to. Ray had created me so she understood me perfectly. It was I who didn't trust my own abilities and her judgement. But now, I was quite ready to begin our relationship again. As digimon and creator. Well, I couldn't say 'tamer' because it wouldn't be accurate and you know just how I like details.
A small orb of dark blue light appeared between us, gathering energy as it took physical form and became a digivice. Ray picked up the digivice and turned it over in her hands. It seemed much smaller now that she had grown up. But its use and meaning was still the same. We were a team. We were meant to be a team.
"I haven't seen this thing in years." Ray exclaimed as she ran a finger over the LCD display of the digivice, "I can't remember where I chucked the cards now... do you still need them?"
"You threw the cards away?" I exclaimed with shock.
"No I didn't silly." Ray replied grinning, "got you again!"
I rolled my blue eyes. "Would you please stop doing that Ray? it isn't good for my heart."
"Ooh, since when were you so health-conscious flubby furball?"
"Who are you calling flubby?! I look like this because you designed me this way."
"And you look cute like that."
Ray and I stared at each other. Somewhat surprised that we had actually engaged in a small quarrel of sorts and teased each other. From her look she seemed to have quite a lonely life. She was always much of a loner and so was I. I was glad. Indeed, I felt like I much needed the release from the stress I got from leadingt the Renamon Clan. She looked like she needed a good laugh too.
Ray chuckled slightly then stopped. I thought I saw a soemwhat sad expression on her face but as soon as I imagined it there. It was gone. Had I mistaken?
~ ~ ~
A few minutes Later. Ray had shown me around her house. It was rather huge, consisting of some underground tunnels but otherwise, 'coolade'! Her bedroom was by far one of the nicest. The marbles floor was slightly pink and the walls had vertically stripped wallpaper of a slightly peach hue. There was a carpet strewn neatly across the floor, made of intricate designs of gold,silver and red threads weaved together. I fancied one design looked much like me. A golden figure that was round with four limbs. Well, that was just my imagination I suppose. Her bed was large. Okay.. she said it was only Queen-sized. Darn my small form.
Strangely, there seemed to be a window at one side of the room but covered by a thick piece of metal. I wondeed what it was but Ray never gave a reply. Only saying 'that? oh, its a mirror' Yea right. I can tell whats a mirror and what's a puddle ofwater, but that definitely wasn't a mirror, especially since there was already one at the dressing table. The furniture seemed to be made mostly of wood, laquered and giving off a slightly golden hue. I bounced slightly on the bed. It sheets where smoother than the material recalled Ray had when she lived with foster parents. It seemed that she was quite well-off with enough paper.. no money I mean.
I sighed as I rolled over onto my back and felt as if the ceiling were the floor and I was stuck up to the ceiling. Well ,you know that feeling, try it yourself and stop laughing at me. Ray came in a moment later. She had disposed of the snake's body and was looking ready for some sleep. She looked like she needed it badly. I knew she was a workaholic. She dimmed the lights and laid on the bed. I snuggled under the blankets beside her and closed my eyes a moment to get used to the feeling. It didn't take long getting used to. It was confortable. Not to mention, nice to have Ray beside me again.
"Ray?" I whispered.
"What?" Came a soft tired reply.
"What do you work as?"
"Go to sleep you furball."
"I'm not a furball. Soon I'll be prettier than you."
"Mmmph. I doubt that..."
After that. I don't know what happened next. I must have fallen asleep. Duh. Fine.
Ray
IcePokomon
A snake
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When Ray had finally finished, she came out of the shower wearing a pale blue long-sleeved shirt, half buttoned, and long black pants. I stared a moment as the steam came out from the bathroom. She began to dry her hair with a towel as I watched. Soon enough, She stopped, gave me a look and asked "What?" I said nothing and turned to face the other way. I had to admit it. I hadn't seen in her in such a long time that she almost looked like a stranger. She had grown tall, almost taller than most male humans, and with a slender feminine figure. Almost like me, when I was a Renamon of course.
"Oh IcePokomon. When will you stop dwelling on that battle? I know what you're thinking... don't be that upset. The travel through the portal saps up to half of your energy but it IS a lot safer than before. Now, maybe you want to wash up a little and get that dust and dirt of your fur?" She said while ruffling her golden hair with the towel. I turned back to look at her. She smiled slightly in encouragement.
"Fine by me." I sighed and hopped down nimbly from the sofa and made my way across the marble floor, past her legs towards the bathroom. Then I gulped. The sink itself was too high for me to reach. There was a bathtub but I doubt I could even climb in without help.
"Soap (almost spelt soup) is in the green dispenser if you need it." She said quite cheerfully. I turned my gaze skywards and stared at the dispenser positioned high up there. Oh boy. I couldn't even reach the stupid tap! Let alone get the water to flow out.
"Ray... I can't reach anything." I sighed, finally resigning to my fate of being stuck in pokomon form for a while.
"Oh? You noticed?" Ray replied with a mock expression of surprise on her face. Then bent down and scooped me up from the floor, placing me by the sink.
"Oh no.." I groaned.
"It isn't that bad. ANd its only one time. You'll probably digivolve again sometime soon..."
~ ~ ~
I must say I quite enjoyed the bath. Who wouldn't? After being outside in such a dirty place. The only thing that still bugged me was the fact that I still was in pokomon form. After being dried. We sat down on the sofa while Ray watched the foreign news and explained at the same time.
"The fact is IcePokomon, even Hypnos isn't sure what these creatures are. They seem to only come out at night but disappear in the day without a trace. They haven't found out if those creatures are digimon which is where you come in."
I chewed down a portion of fried bean curd (pokomon likes bean curd yes?) and gave a puzzled look. "Me?"
Ray nodded, "They needed a digimon strong enough to perhaps defeat one of these creatures so that they can determine if the creatures are digimon. If they can't be sure... then they may decide to wipe out hte digirealm."
"WHAAAAT?!!!" I screamed and choked on a piece of bean curd I was eating. I coughed slightly then argued, "What makes you think I can defeat them? I mean, yea I was strong in the digiworld, but I just got defeated by a spaghetti monster." I was confused, and sometimes in being confused I tended to just say aloud whatever I was thinking.
"Why not call guilemon, or THAT renamon? Why me?"
"Oh... yea, I haven't thought about it. Oh, maybe they're even stronger than you. Good point, you can go back now." Ray nodded and then leaned back against the sofa, listening to the news and not saying anything else. I quietened down and continued eating. I could tell she was annoyed. Ever since my defeat I was in a snobbish mood I realised. And now I even didn't trust my own power and worst of all, now I didn't trust her judgement. I made up my mind. If Ray thinks I can do it. Then I can!
A foul smell tickled my nose as I perked up suddenly and glanced around the room. What was that smell? It smelled like a reptile. Another monster? A low growl rose in my throat. There! Out from the kitchen a small black thing slithered from the sink. Its small beady eyes unblinking as a pale pink forked tongue tasted the air. Ray had also spotted the snake and rose from her seat. Her gun was on the mantlepiece. She started to move towards it, trying not to make any jerking movements. Meanwhile, the vile serpant slithered to the ground and paused, flicking its tongue in and out. I hissed at it while it hissed back at me and reared up slightly. Then the snake turned its head and looked at Ray. No way!
I jumped at it and bit down hard around the back of its head. Instantly I felt the folds of coils wrap around me, tightening as it constricted me. I clenched my teeth tighter around the back of the snakes head but its scales were so slippery that I was loosing my grip. The crushing force around me tightened every time I exhaled. I felt like I was trapped in a tomb, being suffocated to death.
Ray grabbed her gun then realised that the two creatures were too tightly interlocked for her to get a clear shot. The shot might even pass through the snake and hit me. Grtting her teeth, She advanced slowly and grabbed the snake's head tightly, then tried to unwind the serpant from my body. I could feel my breaths deepen and hasten as I tried to draw in more air. My vision started to blur until Ray removed a coil from around my neck and I could suck in a much needed breath. My paws scrabled agaisnt the scales of the snake and the marble floor as I tried to wriggle out from the snake's grasp.
Upon realisation that it was loosing its prey, the snake uncoil and started to flail about. Its tail hit Ray's eye and she dropped it. The snake hit the floor and reared up again, ready to strike at Ray. I lept in and bit its snout then quickly realised and jumped back, wary of its muscular coils. We were soon interlocked in a close battle as I tried to grip the snake's neck while it tried to grip me in its muscular coils again.
"IcePokomon!" Now Ray wasn't an expert on snakes but she knew there were two basic kinds. Poison-wielders and constrictors. That snake seemed to be a constrictor which meant it had no poisonous fangs. However, a hard bite could hurt me well enough for me to turn into vanished data.
"Step back IcePokomon." Ray cried.
I did so, leaping backwards a few jumps from the hissing black thing. Just as I jumped backwards, a dark purple bolt fired from Ray's gun, shot overhead me and hit the snake. It writhed in its death throes, incinerated to ashes. Reliefed, Ray bent down to hug me. Okay fine, in fact I also jumped into her arms.
"For a moment I thought you weren't going to listen to me again." Ray whispered.
I didn't say anything in reply. I didn't need to. Ray had created me so she understood me perfectly. It was I who didn't trust my own abilities and her judgement. But now, I was quite ready to begin our relationship again. As digimon and creator. Well, I couldn't say 'tamer' because it wouldn't be accurate and you know just how I like details.
A small orb of dark blue light appeared between us, gathering energy as it took physical form and became a digivice. Ray picked up the digivice and turned it over in her hands. It seemed much smaller now that she had grown up. But its use and meaning was still the same. We were a team. We were meant to be a team.
"I haven't seen this thing in years." Ray exclaimed as she ran a finger over the LCD display of the digivice, "I can't remember where I chucked the cards now... do you still need them?"
"You threw the cards away?" I exclaimed with shock.
"No I didn't silly." Ray replied grinning, "got you again!"
I rolled my blue eyes. "Would you please stop doing that Ray? it isn't good for my heart."
"Ooh, since when were you so health-conscious flubby furball?"
"Who are you calling flubby?! I look like this because you designed me this way."
"And you look cute like that."
Ray and I stared at each other. Somewhat surprised that we had actually engaged in a small quarrel of sorts and teased each other. From her look she seemed to have quite a lonely life. She was always much of a loner and so was I. I was glad. Indeed, I felt like I much needed the release from the stress I got from leadingt the Renamon Clan. She looked like she needed a good laugh too.
Ray chuckled slightly then stopped. I thought I saw a soemwhat sad expression on her face but as soon as I imagined it there. It was gone. Had I mistaken?
~ ~ ~
A few minutes Later. Ray had shown me around her house. It was rather huge, consisting of some underground tunnels but otherwise, 'coolade'! Her bedroom was by far one of the nicest. The marbles floor was slightly pink and the walls had vertically stripped wallpaper of a slightly peach hue. There was a carpet strewn neatly across the floor, made of intricate designs of gold,silver and red threads weaved together. I fancied one design looked much like me. A golden figure that was round with four limbs. Well, that was just my imagination I suppose. Her bed was large. Okay.. she said it was only Queen-sized. Darn my small form.
Strangely, there seemed to be a window at one side of the room but covered by a thick piece of metal. I wondeed what it was but Ray never gave a reply. Only saying 'that? oh, its a mirror' Yea right. I can tell whats a mirror and what's a puddle ofwater, but that definitely wasn't a mirror, especially since there was already one at the dressing table. The furniture seemed to be made mostly of wood, laquered and giving off a slightly golden hue. I bounced slightly on the bed. It sheets where smoother than the material recalled Ray had when she lived with foster parents. It seemed that she was quite well-off with enough paper.. no money I mean.
I sighed as I rolled over onto my back and felt as if the ceiling were the floor and I was stuck up to the ceiling. Well ,you know that feeling, try it yourself and stop laughing at me. Ray came in a moment later. She had disposed of the snake's body and was looking ready for some sleep. She looked like she needed it badly. I knew she was a workaholic. She dimmed the lights and laid on the bed. I snuggled under the blankets beside her and closed my eyes a moment to get used to the feeling. It didn't take long getting used to. It was confortable. Not to mention, nice to have Ray beside me again.
"Ray?" I whispered.
"What?" Came a soft tired reply.
"What do you work as?"
"Go to sleep you furball."
"I'm not a furball. Soon I'll be prettier than you."
"Mmmph. I doubt that..."
After that. I don't know what happened next. I must have fallen asleep. Duh. Fine.