Last Week: Kari was nearly taken by Mephistomon, but Tai and Sora happened to be in the right place at the right time. While they arrived at the scene, so did Rika and Renamon who Biomerged into Sakuyamon. After getting tossed around by Mephistomon, Gennai appeared once again and helped Garudamon Digivolve all the way to Phoenixmon. Combined with Sakuyamon, Mephistomon didn't stand a chance. Davis got to the frat house and was given his next instructions, but what is it? Also, Izzy conducted studies on some of the Tamers' Digimon. While he didn't find anything on Guilmon, he did find something else. He found out MarineAngemon is the Mega form of Gomamon…and Gomamon didn't take that too well. Finally, the week ended and Delta Gamma had made their choice. But before hearing their decision, Kari stopped them and stepped down, allowing Rika to become a Gamma. The impossible has seemingly happened! Kari and Rika…are friends!


Digimon: The College Years

Episode 27- The Misadventures of Goggle Man!


Takato remained focused on what was sitting in front of him. Although class was almost over, he kept his eye on his drawing, which had received praise, yet also received a lot of criticisms from his professor. It almost got to the point where Takato tuned out his professor while he concentrated.

"And with that, we'll end today's class. Remember your portfolio's due next Friday. Have a good day. Mr. Matsuki, a moment of your time?"

Takato stopped on his way and walked over to his professor's desk. He could only wonder what this sudden conference was about.

"Mr. Matsuki, I'd like to talk to you about an opportunity."

"An opportunity?"

"I've seen your drawings, Takato, and they're very good. You have the talent and the desire to become a professional artist. I'd like to tell you about an opening on the school paper. They're looking for somebody to draw a short comic strip for each issue. What do you say, Mr. Matsuki?"

"Me? Draw a comic? What's it about?"

"Anything you want. Are you up for it?"

This sounded like a fun opportunity. Takato couldn't believe he was actually being given the chance to draw a comic for his school's paper. This was a big step for him. A college campus of thousands would be witness to his work. He couldn't pass it up.

"Yeah! Thank you, sir!"

"Glad to hear you're in, Takato. Here's all the information. All you have to do is bring them a sample of your work. My advice? Make it the best you have."

This was exciting for Takato. He couldn't wait to get started. But there was just one thing he wasn't sure of. There was one thing holding me back.

He had no idea what his comic would be about.

Takato took his seat. "So what do you think?"

With this big chance he was being given, Takato couldn't wait to go out and tell somebody. So he didn't waste any time and headed out to lunch at the Den with Henry and Jeri and telling them both what happened.

"That sounds exciting, Takato!" Jeri said cheerfully.

"You've always been the best artist I've known," Henry added. "Any idea what you're drawing about?"

"That's the only problem," Takato sighed. "I don't have a single clue. I mean…this is the first time I've ever drawn for an audience. What'll I draw about? What is it college students want to see?"

Jeri twirled a French fry around. "Hmm…college students like us…like to see something we can relate to. We want to see something that we understand and we can laugh at because it's so true to us. You understand what I'm saying?"

"She's saying appeal to the average student," Henry clarified.

Takato thought about that. "Appeal to the average student? But what would the average student understand? And how do I make that funny?"

Takato looked around as he pondered those questions. He looked over at the long line at the salad bar and saw an unexpected source of inspiration.

He saw Davis standing in line. And he was overloading his plate with lettuce, fruits, and all kinds of greens. It was just about filled to capacity. Then Davis went ahead and tried to dump salad dressing on his pile of salad. And once he did…the salad tipped over and fell all over him, along with all his dressing.

TK, who was standing behind him, just shook his head. "You know, it'd be easier to just make two trips."

"I stand by my choice," Davis said dryly. He started piling a whole new pile, starting the cycle again. "I'll get it this time."

Takato couldn't help but snicker. He thought about all the escapades Davis had put himself through. Not just since arriving at Odaiba University, but also through his entire life. When he told Takato those stories, they sounded too wacky to be true. Davis would make the perfect template for a comic character.

Like any good artist, Takato started drawing on his napkin. He drew a caricature of Davis, complete with his brown bomber jacket and blue denim shorts and, of course, his trademark goggles. But to make him look somewhat different, Davis drew him the style of those South Park cartoons from America.

Jeri looked over Takato's shoulder and knew exactly what he was doing. "Takato…please tell you aren't basing a character on Davis."

"He'll never notice," Takato muttered. "I just have to keep drawing him in this style…and give him a totally different name."

"Uh huh, but why Davis?" Henry asked curiously.

"Because he's just…I don't know…funny. He's exactly like us, but the things he does and the things he gets himself into are just…funny. The average college student can relate…only he has goggles. Hey! That's what I'll call him! I'll call my character…Goggle Man!"

Takato drew a capital 'G' on his character's shirt. And thus, Goggle Man was officially born.

In the meantime, Davis was moving on to the soup. But the ladle accidentally slipped from his hand and the hot soup fell on his pant leg.

"AAH!"

The ladle fell to the ground with a clang as Davis frantically tried to dry himself off. Takato couldn't believe his luck. He had struck a gold mine.

At this rate, he'd have enough material to make Goggle Man last the whole year.

Kari hadn't felt this good in a long time. There was a huge monkey off her back now that the pressure of looking good for Delta Gamma was finally off. But she was feeling good for another reason. There was another reason Kari was feeling so much better now. After months of turmoil, Kari and Rika had finally become friends.

In fact, there was a scene unfolding that nobody thought possible. Kari was sitting on the bed behind Rika, seated in a chair. Kari was doing her new friend's hair as Calumon stood on the bed and watched in amazement.

"So you two are friends now?" Calumon asked curiously.

"Tell the whole world, why don't you?" Rika joked.

"When did it happen? How did it happen? Aren't you guys gonna tell me?"

"It's just something that happened," Kari replied. "It wasn't anything out of the ordinary."

Calumon smiled. "That's nice. So I guess we're all going to get along now?"

As if on cue, a large crash was heard coming from the other side of the room. Kari left Rika's hair in mid-ponytail and looked at the scene…to see that a fight was about to erupt between Gatomon and Renamon.

"Look what you did to my litter box!" Gatomon shouted.

"It was like that when I got here," Renamon sneered.

"Don't lie! You know you're the one who tipped it over! And LOOK! My favorite glass! It's been SHATTERED! I ought to bury you in that litter box, Foxy!"

"You little hairball! That's the last time you'll call me FOXY!!"

Renamon grabbed a nearby pillow and smacked Gatomon over the head with it. Gatomon rubbed her cheek and snarled.

"You touched me! You're going home, Renamon!"

"Technically, I didn't touch you. The pillow did."

Gatomon smirked. "Is that right? You want a loophole, huh? Well, then two can play that game."

Gatomon grabbed another pillow and slapped her rival with it. Before long, both rivals had broken into an all-out pillow fight.

Rika cleared her throat. "Ahem…"

Gatomon and Renamon both stopped in mid-swing. They looked over to see Kari and Rika before giving each other quizzical glances. Seeing the two roommates who had been at odds for so long looking rather close caught the Digimon off-guard. Since it was the first time Kari and Rika were both in the dorm since Rika made it into Delta Gamma, the news of their newly-formed friendship hadn't hit the two feuding Digimon just yet.

"Do you two mind?" Kari asked dryly. "I'm trying to do Rika's hair."

Gatomon and Renamon just looked on in shock.

"Well…what are you two looking at?" Rika demanded.

Renamon slowly approached her partner and leaned towards her ear. "Rika…is there something you aren't telling me?"

"I'll talk to you later, Renamon. My friend's doing my hair."

"Your FRIEND?" Renamon asked in disbelief. "She's your FRIEND?!"

"You heard me. Kari's my friend and a really good one."

"But I thought you didn't like her," Renamon pointed out.

"Things happen," Rika replied with a smile. "Feelings change. You and Gatomon should keep that in mind."

Renamon raised an eyebrow. "What are you implying with that?"

"Yeah, what's that supposed to mean?" Gatomon added.

"I'll tell you what it's supposed to mean," Kari cut in. "Rika and I were able to put aside our differences and become friends. Maybe you two should consider doing the same."

Calumon was eager to get his two friends on the path towards friendship. He grabbed Renamon's hand and guided it towards Gatomon. He put Renamon's arm around Gatomon's shoulder. Renamon and Gatomon both sweatdropped.

"There you go!" Calumon grinned. "Now you two are buddies!"

"Oh no we're not!" Renamon and Gatomon both snapped. They both stepped away and turned their backs to each other.

"Why are you two being so stubborn?" Rika groaned.

"A grudge that's lasted this long isn't easy to put aside," Gatomon grumbled.

"I can't think of a moment when I haven't looked at Gatomon with disdain and contempt."

Kari smiled…and suddenly started laughing. She let go of Rika's hair and fell back on bed, getting a total case of the giggles.

Gatomon frowned. "It's nice to see you find our war funny, Kari."

"We've been through so much. How can laugh at our grudge like that?"

Kari tried to stop herself, but found it difficult. "I'm sorry. I remember everything Gatomon told me about when you two first met. But…ever since we've gotten here, you two…haven't exactly had a normal feud. In fact, you two have had a lot of fun."

Gatomon put her hand to her hips. "Kari, she SHAVED me! Only now is the fur starting to grow back."

"Ok, save for one incident. But the rest of the time, you two have been having fun and haven't even realized it."

"Oh please," Renamon scoffed. "I have NOT had fun with that cat!"

"Is that so?" Rika began. "What about the poker games?"

"The games of Go Fish?" Kari added.

"The staring contests?"

"The rounds of Pictionary?"

"The game of Twister?"

"The round of Pin the Tail On the Donkey?"

"The games of Duel Monsters?"

Renamon scoffed again. "Those were forms of competition, not FUN."

Gatomon snickered. "Remember when you tried to pick that apple off the top of my head? You should have seen the look on your face when Impmon picked it off."

Renamon chuckled. "Yeah, well I remember when you tried to pin the tail on a cactus. My sides nearly split."

"I still remember when you nearly tied yourself in a pretzel playing Twister."

"What about you? You almost wound up doing the splits."

Renamon and Gatomon shared a laugh for the first time since they met. It was exactly what Kari was hoping for.

"See? You two have had fun, even if you haven't realized it."

Gatomon thought about that. "Maybe you're right, Kari. Now that I think about it, I have had fun here. Hey Renamon…as long as our partners are friends…you want to at least try…you know…getting along?"

Renamon briefly hesitated. "You think we can really put years of bad blood behind us?"

"We owe it to Kari and Rika to at least try."

Renamon nodded. "You are right." She offered a handshake. "Truce?"

Gatomon sighed contentedly and accepted. "Truce."

Kari couldn't help but feel good when she saw two long-time rivals finally put their past behind them. This would be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Impmon was snoozing peacefully on the ground, near the wall when something woke him up. It was the sound of something unpleasant. It was Calumon.

"YAY! You two are finally friends!"

Impmon opened his eyes and thought he was waking up in the middle of a nightmare. He tried pinching his arm to make sure. All he got was a stinging pain, but nothing else happened. He was seeing the same thing. This wasn't a dream.

Renamon and Gatomon were really shaking hands. Apparently, they were actually putting an end to their feud. It was a day Impmon didn't think he'd see…or wanted to see. Since he arrived at this school full of humans, the brightest part of his day was adding fuel to this fire between Renamon and Gatomon. It was fun to see them go at it.

So it bothered him just a little bit to see that they were making up.

"Friends, eh?" Impmon muttered to himself. "We'll see about that."

Takato had his first comic strip ready to go. With the bottomless pit of inspiration that was Davis, it only took Takato a few hours to complete it. Once he was finished with the first strip, he took it over to the offices of the Dragon Daily, the school's newspaper. The offices were empty with the exception of an upper-classman working the presses. He was a spiky-haired blond guy with a black tank top and jeans. He patiently had his arms crossed as he set up the presses.

Takato timidly approached. "Uh…hello?"

The guy turned around. "Can I help you, buddy?"

"Uh…yes. My name's Takato Matsuki and I'm here for the comic job."

"Oh yeah, I heard of you. You're the kid with all the talent. Let me see what you got."

Takato handed up his comic strip. The guy looked at it carefully…and soon started chuckling. It didn't take long for him to just start laughing.

"Hey, this is funny. A college guy…stands in a lunch line…can't even get himself a salad without looking like a moron. This is good stuff. What do you call it, Takato?"

"Oh, this? I call it…The Adventures of Goggle Man."

"The Adventures of Goggle Man. I like it a lot! This could be huge! You're hired, bud. Can you make a strip for everyday?"

Takato knew the answer to that. "Of course! I've got a lot of ideas just raring to go."

"Ok, good stuff. I am Honda, the editor of the Dragon Daily. I can tell you're going to be a great artist someday. Keep up the good work. I can't wait to see what Goggle Man has in store next week."

Takato grinned. "Trust me. His adventures will only get wackier."

With so many ideas running through his head, Takato knew he couldn't be stopped. Things could only get better from here. The idea well wasn't about to run dry anytime soon.

Once night fell, Talley went along with Riley to the usual rendezvous point in the University's computer lab. A week after the Digimon attack, the Hypnos agents were in dire need to regroup. While Talley and Riley were dangerously close to the scene and watched as the wild Digimon approached the Kamiya girl, they were in no position to do anything about it. This distressed Yamaki to the point where he took a week off from teaching to find a way to deal with the situation. Riley was the first to hear from him and he had asked her and Talley to meet him at the usual rendezvous point.

The computer lab was dark, as it usually was for one of these meetings. Riley was about to turn the lights on, but Talley knew better. She had almost forgotten that Riley hadn't been to the usual rendezvous point, so she simply grabbed her colleague's wrist and shook her head. The lights stayed off and the two female agents simply waited. Sure enough, Yamaki turned on the lamp as the dark computer lab illuminated ever-so-slightly.

"I'm glad you could make it, ladies. I hope you've had a pleasant week."

"It's good to see you again, sir," Riley said. "How was your brief leave of absence?"

Yamaki smiled. "I'm happy to say my time off turned out to be very productive. And I'm pleased to say that an incident like last week will not be repeated."

"I sure hope not," Talley groaned. "Riley and I felt totally powerless. We're government agents, sir. It's not something we're used to."

"You'll be happy to know it won't be an issue much longer," Yamaki smirked. "Since the incident from last week, I've decided to bring back an old helper. An old tool. An ally that helped save this world before."

Talley gasped. "Sir? You don't mean…"

"That's right. I've reached some old contacts and they're currently working on restoring Operation: Juggernaut."

There was a hushed silence. The Juggernaut system played a big role in the D-Reaper's ultimate defeat. Of course, it took a lot of adjustments to the main program to make sure it was effective. More than that, it took a major sacrifice. All the Digimon in West Shinjuku had been sucked into the Digital World and all available access points to the Digital World were closed. The Digimon were unable to return until one of the Tamers found another path into the Digital World. But the fact remained that to restore the Juggernaut system would be a tremendous gamble. It had the potential to wipe out all Digimon.

"I don't know what to say," Riley finally said. "Are you sure this is the best course to take? This is extremely drastic, sir. If it goes anything like the last time we were forced to use Juggernaut, every Digimon in Odaiba could be forced back into the Digital World. And we don't know if any and all Digiports will be closed forever."

"It may be a risk we'll soon be forced to take," Yamaki replied. "There's a reason those wild Digimon are chasing the Kamiya girl. There's obviously more to her than we know or they wouldn't be going to so much effort to get her. I can only assume their intents are malicious and serve as nothing more than a threat to humanity and Digimon. If Operation: Juggernaut becomes our final option, I won't hesitate to use it."

Talley was bothered by something. "Sir…shouldn't we tell Izzy?"

"Absolutely not!" Yamaki answered. "We can't risk ANY security leaks, whatsoever! Operation: Juggernaut must be kept top secret at all costs. With the mole still out there, we cannot entrust this secret to ANYBODY!"

"But we can trust Izzy!" Talley protested.

"Not to ANYBODY!" Yamaki repeated. "That's an order, agent!"

Talley growled under her breath. Operation: Juggernaut was extremely dangerous and had the potential to wipe out many innocent Digimon in addition to the wild ones. Izzy needed to be aware of what was going on, but Talley wasn't about to disobey a direct order from her superior.

A little while later, once the meeting was over, Talley stormed out with Riley walking along behind her.

"What's with you?" Riley asked.

"I really feel Izzy needs to know what's going on," Talley sighed.

"You sound like you're really concerning yourself with this guy," Riley noted. "It's like you've got a thing for him or something."

Talley groaned. "Why does everybody keep saying that?!"

She had already heard that ridiculous assumption from Yamaki. Talley didn't need to hear it from her partner and closest friend. Her relationship to Izzy was strictly that of teacher and her aide.

There was nothing else going on. At least that's what she would continue telling herself.

Back in his room, Takato already had about five strips done. It was almost a week's worth of work. He was that excited about this new endeavor. And he definitely had more ideas in store. Although there were some that were inevitably bound to not reach the high expectations of the Dragon Daily. For that, Takato had to have a pre-reader to read his work. Luckily, a couple of pre-readers wouldn't be difficult to find. In fact, they were reading over some of Takato's work at that moment.

They were actually still laughing over what they were seeing.

"This has got to be one of the funniest things I've ever read!" Terriermon laughed.

"It's really funny!" Guilmon added.

"I can't believe this is all based on that goof, Davis," Terriermon grinned.

Henry, who was sitting on his bed reading for his next class, shook his head. "Takato, how long do you think it'll take Davis to figure out that Goggle Man is based on him?"

"Henry, I doubt Davis even READS the Dragon Daily," Takato answered. "Besides, I'm not actually going out there and SAYING this is based on Davis. I'll bet nobody else even notices." Takato started biting his eraser and thinking. "Uh…you don't think Davis is coming in anytime soon, do you? You know how he never likes to knock."

"Nah, I don't think he's coming in anytime soon. Kazu and Kenta said something about Davis having to go through another initiation ritual at the frat house. If it's anything like the last one, I feel sorry for him."

That piqued Takato's curiosity. "What was his last initiation ritual?"

"He went skydiving with an 'I 3 Alpha Zeta' banner on his back. I remember hearing that Davis parachuted right into a tree."

Takato chuckled. "That's good stuff. I'll have to remember that one. Uh…you said Davis has ANOTHER initiation ritual like that coming up? Do you think it might be anything like the last one?"

"Knowing Davis…probably."

Takato thought about that. This would make for a great source of inspiration. He knew where the frat house was. This would be a great opportunity.

Takato got his goggles and his jacket. "Uh…I almost forgot I have something to do. Can you guys keep reading my stuff?"

Terriermon made an affirmative gesture with his ear. "Yeah, you bet! This is better than Peanuts!"

"That reminds me," Guilmon mused. "I'm hungry."

Terriermon sweatdropped. "I'm sorry I said that."

Takato didn't waste anymore time in running out the door. If it was true that Davis was about to start his next initiation ritual, he didn't have any time to waste.

A week had passed and that meant it was time for Davis to move onto his next initiation ritual. Although Kazu and Kenta had both backed out on their initiation, Davis was still standing. Not only that, but he was more than willing to go on. And he also had another supporter by his side.

Davis left his supported by the door where he couldn't be seen. "Wait here."

"You got it, Davish."

Leaving Veemon waiting outside, Davis wandered into the frat house. The time was finally here for him to get what he needed for next initiation ritual. He walked into frat house, which was empty with the exception of the usual suspects. They were anticipating Davis's arrival. And it didn't take the two long to hand him his materials.

The bulkier buzzcut tossed Davis the Alpha Zeta sweater along with several articles of clothing that were colored Alpha Zeta colors. Davis went into the nearby closet and changed into the clothes he was given. Once he walked out of the closet, he was met by the ponytail, who quickly handed Davis a giant sign. The sign was pro-Alpha Zeta.

"I trust you remember what you're supposed to do?" the buzzcut asked.

Davis nodded…and gulped. "Yeah."

The ponytail started nudging Davis out the door. "That's good. Now get out there and make us proud. Show us you're TOTALLY Alpha Zeta material."

Davis didn't want to think he intentionally went out there looking for disaster. But somehow, he knew this wouldn't lead to any good. Of course, to get into the frat, he had to do what he was told. He knew it would be worth it in the end.

Davis walked out of the frat house and closed the door behind him. Little Veemon came following behind once he started walking back to the car.

"NOW can you tell me what you have to do, Davish?" the little blue Digimon asked.

Davis sighed. "Ok…"

Takato waited outside the frat house, lurking behind a bush. It didn't take long for Davis to come back out, this time with a new set of clothes and a huge pro-Alpha Zeta sign. Takato didn't know what it was all for, but he hoped it would lead to something disastrous.

When Davis stepped into his car, Takato reached for his bike. He got ready to pedal fast once the car started driving off. Takato kept his distance, but managed to keep a good view of the car.

Although Takato tried to keep pace, he managed to run into some trouble when he saw a crowd of people on the sidewalk. There was a line, but it was starting to move fast. It was looking like a nightclub had just opened its doors and was beginning to let people in. There was hardly a parking space to be found, but Davis was persistent. He finally found a 'compact' parking space to place his Honda.

Takato kept his distance while Davis got out of his car. The DigiDestined leader grabbed his sign and walked towards the club. Takato closely followed with his own weapons of choice, his sketchpad and a pencil.

Davis didn't go to the front entrance, however. Instead, he started climbing into the club through an open window at the side of the building. Takato began to wonder exactly what was going on. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks.

This nightclub was the site of a huge part for Beta Phi, a rival fraternity. That's when Takato started to get a sinking feeling. He started to fear for his friend…and then he realized how much material this could give him.

Sure enough, when Davis climbed in through the window, he immediately started making trouble. Takato wanted to get a bird's-eye view, so he walked over to the window and held up his sketchpad and pencil.

Davis began his ruckus. "Alpha Zeta, we're the best! Beta Phi just makes us retch!"

The music that was blaring through the club a second ago suddenly died and everything got so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The blank expression on Davis's face was priceless. Takato made sure to draw every detail.

Things didn't get any better for the wannabe Alpha. A number of guys in blue Beta Phi sweaters were coming out of the woodwork and slowly advancing on Davis. Davis grinned sheepishly and started stepping back.

Once the Betas reached Davis, things started getting ugly. While the frat brothers started pounding on Davis, Takato drew every little feature. Of course, he made sure to put in some extra features like random 'POW', 'SOCK', 'THWACK' and 'BAM' clouds to add to the action. While it looked like Davis would come back with a lot of bruises from this venture, Takato would be coming back with enough material to last for weeks.

Takato snickered under his breath. "And thank you, Goggle Man."

Takato kept drawing as Davis kept getting pummeled. What he didn't see was that someone was behind him.

"Takato?"

Takato turned around and saw an unexpected visitor. "Veemon?"

Veemon walked towards the window. "It sounds like a kung fu movie in there. What are you doing here?"

"Uh…"

"What's that in your hand?"

Takato nearly panicked when Veemon caught his sketchpad. He only made it worse when he dropped it to the floor. Veemon bent down and picked it up. Takato gulped as Veemon took a peek at what he was drawing.

Veemon started laughing. "Hey, this is pretty funny! And…ooh! This looks a lot like Davish."

Veemon was exactly the sharpest of all the Digimon but it didn't take him long to figure everything out. He looked at the sketchpad…and then inside the club, at the scene of Davis being tossed around like a sack of potatoes by the Betas. He looked at the sketchpad…then looked inside the club…then back at the sketchpad…then back at the club.

"Hmm…this guy in the drawings looks a lot like Davish."

Takato chuckled nervously. "What makes you think that?"

Veemon looked back into the club and back at the sketchpad. "Takato…are you drawing Davish?"

"Uh…I'm not drawing…Davis…I'm just…getting ideas from him. Davis is inspiring me. I couldn't do this without him."

"Ooh! I'll bet he'll be happy to hear that!"

"Uh…you know what would make him even happier, Veemon?" Takato backtracked. "If he doesn't hear about any of this. It'll make Davis feel a lot better to see all this for himself and…uh…be surprised."

Veemon gave Takato a sly look. "You don't want Davish to find out about this, do you?"

Takato knew when he was beaten. "What'll it take to ensure your silence?"

Veemon smiled his trademark carefree smile. "I want in!"

"Huh?"

"I want in! Can you draw me too?"

It was an unusual proposition. Takato didn't expect anybody to actually WANT to be included in his comic. But he saw that eager, almost dopey, smile on Veemon's face. He really wanted this. And once he thought about it, it didn't sound like such a bad idea.

"Hmm…I think Goggle Man could use a sidekick. Ok, you're in."

"Alright! I can't wait! Too bad I can't tell Davish. Uh…"

In their negotiation, Takato and Veemon had completely forgotten about Davis. They both peeked into the window to see the Betas had finished wailing away on him and started carrying him to the front door.

"Get out of here!"

"Stay out, Alpha!"

"Come back again and we'll beat you some more!"

"AAAAHH!!"

Takato and Veemon ran towards the corner just in time to see Davis get tossed like a javelin out of the club. He landed on his face on the ground, looking a little worse for the wear.

Veemon blinked. "I think that's my cue."

"Remember…you never saw me here," Takato noted.

"Gotcha."

As soon as the doors were closed again, Veemon ran over to his partner, who was starting to shake off. Takato looked at his sketchpad and saw he had all the material he needed.

"Hey, I could make a 5-part special with this."

Takato couldn't believe how many pages he filled. He knew that Davis Motomiya would be a goldmine. He wasn't about to give this up anytime soon.

It was about midnight and the girls were all turning in, with the exception of Jeri, who had gone who-knows-where. Everybody in the room was asleep, with the exception of one who was a mischievous creature of the night, at least on this night he was.

Impmon was still wide-awake.

He hoped the rumors of a truce between Renamon and Gatomon were untrue, but there was no such luck. While Impmon could tolerate the humans getting chummy with one another, there was no way he'd let Renamon and Gatomon make up. Things were too much fun in the dorm and Impmon wasn't about to let the fun stop.

So he decided to take matters into his own hands. He walked over to the sleeping Gatomon, who was snoozing soundly on a pillow by the foot of Kari's bed. Impmon knew there was only one way to ensure this feud continues.

Knowing what needed to be done, Impmon took out a jar of honey…and a box of feathers…and got to work.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!"

The next morning, Gatomon got a rude awakening. As soon as she saw what was on her body, Gatomon quickly got up and rushed to a mirror. Indeed, she was covered in white feathers from head to toe. She was also covered in honey, ensuring the feathers would stick onto her body. Her scream wasn't enough to wake Kari, Rika, or Jeri, but it woke Calumon.

"How did that happen?" Calumon asked curiously. He was looking at the results of SOMEBODY'S handiwork. "Who would make you look like a chicken?"

"I wish I knew," Gatomon replied.

She didn't know why, but Gatomon's instincts were telling her that Renamon had something to do with this. The memories of the past were too much to put on the backburner, especially when something like this happened. So she decided to go check and see if Renamon had anything to do with this. When Gatomon found her supposed 'friend', her blood boiled.

Renamon was sleeping by the bookshelf…with an empty bottle of honey in her arms. That wasn't all she had in her arms. Renamon also had several pictures. Gatomon pulled them out and looked at them. They were all pictures of a sleeping Gatomon, covered in honey and then covered in honey and feathers. It was obvious to Gatomon who did this to her.

She didn't know how she would pay her back for this horrible stunt, but Gatomon knew how to get started. She walked over to the mini-fridge and pulled out a bottle of cold ice water. Once she had the ice water, Gatomon opened the bottle and poured it over her rival's head, giving Renamon a rude awakening of her own.

"AAH! GATOMON! What's the meaning of this?!"

"LOOK AT ME!!"

Renamon sat up and scoffed when she saw Gatomon. "Are you attempting a late Halloween costume?"

"You know you did this to me!" Gatomon cried. "I knew I couldn't trust you!"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Don't act innocent! You know you did this to me!"

"Gatomon, I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't do anything."

Gatomon held up the evidence. "Does THIS look familiar?!"

Renamon eyed the bottle and shook her head. "I've never seen that before. I didn't even know we had honey in this room."

"Will you stop trying to deny it?! This is the worst thing you've done yet! I mean, at least you took credit for the other stunts you pulled! You're making this worse by lying about it!"

"But…"

"I'll get you for this, Foxy! I don't know how, but I'll get you back for this! Don't think for a SECOND you're getting away with this! Calumon, walk with me to the shower."

Calumon blinked. "Uh…what if someone sees us?"

"It's 6 in the morning. Nobody wakes up at this hour. Let's go."

"Uh…ok!"

The feathered Gatomon stormed out while Renamon continued to claim her innocence.

"But I didn't do anything!"

Gatomon couldn't believe Renamon wouldn't admit what she did. She knew she had to find a good way to get her back.

But first…she had to wash up.

Impmon feigned being asleep, but heard the whole argument between Gatomon and Renamon. He opened an eye and saw Gatomon storming off in a huff.

The mischievous Impmon felt proud of himself. At this rate, things would be back to normal in no time at all.

He hated to have to frame Renamon like that, but if Impmon was going to be surrounded by a pair of gushy-type friends, he'd go crazy. The only one he'd take that kind of madness from is Calumon.

No, things would be just fine and the fun would continue.

A couple of days later, Takato looked at the Dragon Daily and there it was. His comic was on the third page. And everywhere Takato went, people were laughing. They actually liked his comic strip. It appeared that 'The Adventures of Goggle Man' was a hit. By the time he got to the Dragon Daily offices, Takato had already been congratulated by several classmates on such a funny comic.

When Takato walked into the press room, Honda was looking through the paper…and he was also looking at Takato's comic.

"This is really good stuff," Honda chuckled. "Got anymore ready to go, Takato?"

"I've got plenty ready. In fact…I just got done with a couple of new ones a few nights ago that I think you'll really love!"

"If it's anything like what you've already given me, then I can't wait to see it! Great job, Takato! Expect your first paycheck next week."

That last part is what thrilled Takato more than anything. He was actually going to get paid…for doing what he loved to do. If that wasn't college, he didn't know what was.

"So what's next for Goggle Man, Takato?"

Takato thought about that. "Well…you'll just have to wait and see…"


Next Week: After another brutal initiation ritual, Davis is just hoping to see the homestretch. But he'll be surprised to learn that he's actually down to his LAST initiation ritual! Although the last one will be the HARDEST ONE OF THEM ALL! What is it? And will Davis be able to handle it? And will a nosy Takato get caught in the crossfire? Also, there's a retreat at an old familiar DigiDestined stomping ground. Students from Odaiba U will be volunteering to help out at the old camp site. However…among the volunteers are TK and Catherine. Will things get awkward? And is there more trouble looming on the horizon? Find out on the next Digimon: The College Years!


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