Last Week: Takato was given a new opportunity to draw a comic for the school paper, the Dragon Daily. There was something he was missing, however, and that was inspiration. But that problem was quickly solved when he spied Davis. Thus, Goggle Man was born. Renamon and Gatomon were both shocked to see Rika and Kari had become friends and, with a little coaxing from her friends, decided to put aside their grudge once and for all. But an intervention from Impmon put an end to that. Once Gatomon was covered in honey and feathers, the feud was on again. Yamaki informed Riley and Talley that Hypnos would take a drastic new direction in stopping the rogue Digimon infiltrating the real world. Operation: Juggernaut is about to be resurrected, but Talley is afraid of the results it might bring. Davis took Veemon along for his next initiation ritual. He walked into a club with Alpha Zeta colors and a large pro-Alpha Zeta sign…full of rival frat brothers. While Davis was busy getting pummeled, Takato got some more inspiration and began drawing the details, but ran into Veemon…who offered his silence in exchange for a part in Takato's comic.


Digimon: The College Years

Episode 28- RAID!


TK couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Davis…are you sure you don't need anymore ice for that?"

Davis put another block of ice on his shoulder. "No, I'm ok. I was able to pop my shoulder back in and I honestly don't think you can notice any of the bruises."

Veemon turned to Patamon. "I thought I understood everything about humans. But this whole concept of a fraternity is just too…weird."

"No kidding," Patamon replied. "Nothing like that ever happens in the Digital World."

"I don't know," Wormmon mused. "I've heard rumors about the Gazimon."

Veemon sounded fascinated. "Really? The Gazimon?"

Ken, sitting on his bed, just examined his battered friend. "Davis, just what exactly was the point of you walking into a Beta party sporting Alpha colors?"

"It was a test of my loyalty," Davis answered. "I had to show that I was willing to do anything for the frat. I think I made the guys proud."

TK was happy he wasn't getting himself involved in something so crazy. He urged Davis repeatedly to think about what he was putting himself through for that fraternity, but Davis was being bullheaded. TK knew there was no convincing Davis on this one. He would have to learn for himself

"I just hope you're done with all that," TK muttered. "You're honestly lucky to be in one piece after some of the things they've put you through."

"I'm not done yet," Davis responded. "There's still more for me to do. And trust me, it'll all be worth it when it's over."

TK couldn't believe what he was hearing. He knew Davis could be stubborn, but he had no idea. He just wondered what more Davis could possibly do to help his cause.

Before TK could even ask, someone knocked on the door. Eager for visitors, Ken got up and answered the door. It was Joe, holding up Gomamon as he always did when he walked around campus.

"Hey guys, I was hoping to find you all here," Joe said. "I wanted to talk to you guys about an interesting opportunity."

Ken closed the door so that Gomamon could drop his stuffed animal act. Joe put him down and he flopped a few paces forward.

"What's going on, Joe?" TK asked.

"Well, there's some part-time volunteer work available this weekend. I was wondering you guys were curious in a little…camp counseling?"

Davis thought about that. "I don't know. I might have to do some stuff for the frat."

"I may be a little busy this weekend," Ken added. "Sorry, Joe."

Joe walked over to TK. "I was especially hoping you'd help out, TK. We're not just going to ANY campsite."

TK didn't comprehend it at first. "No? What do you mean?"

Joe raised an eyebrow. "TK…"

TK's eyes widened. "Joe…you mean…? NO WAY!"

Joe nodded. "It'll bring back a lot of memories for me, too. So what do you say? Up for some camp counseling? We could use the help."

"Who else is going?"

"Well, so far it's just me and Izzy since Tai, Matt, Sora, and Mimi are all busy being RA's. But I'm sure it won't be just us. The sign-up sheet's out there for volunteers. In fact, we've already got Kazu, Kenta, and Jeri. You want to join us?"

Gomamon moved towards TK. "Yeah, TK. Say you'll do it!"

It didn't take long for TK to agree. "Sounds great! I'm in!"

Joe picked up Gomamon. "Alright! We'll meet in front of campus this Friday and wait for the busses to arrive. From there, we're off to the old campsite. I'll see you there."

As Joe started leaving, TK began to think about the old days. He still remembered that day ten years ago when he taken from that campsite to the Digital World. It was a day that changed his life forever. He looked over at Patamon, the big change in his life since then.

TK smiled. "So what do you say, Patamon? Want to go back?"

If there was one thing Puppetmon was starting to notice about the underground Server base, it was the sudden increase in space. Just about every single servant Digimon was either gone, defeated by the DigiDestined and the Tamers, or wiped out by an overzealous ChaosGallantmon or even by Puppetmon, himself. There were no minions remaining.

"I notice we're a little shorthanded these days," Puppetmon said dryly.

"I'd like to think that all the casualties haven't been in vain," Datamon muttered back. "I'd like to think that I've made at least SOME headway in bringing the Dark One here, but I have NOTHING! It would be so much easier to bring the DigiDestined of Light here, but I'm surrounded by INCOMPETENTS! What else can I do?!"

"I can tell you."

Puppetmon turned around sneered. "Oh, are you still around?"

The Digimon Empress, who had just arrived, chuckled. "Have you completely forgotten what I bring to the table? What if I said I have some information you can use?"

"That's what you're here for," Datamon noted. "What have you discovered, my pretty?"

"There's a retreat this weekend in Odaiba. It's at an old campsite. Many of the DigiDestined and the Tamers will be there. Whether that Kari will be there, that I'm not so sure of. But even if she isn't, this is a good chance to take some of them out now and put the odds in our favor."

"A campsite," Datamon mused. "You still know how to serve us well."

"But the wooden wonder makes a good point," The Digimon Empress continued. "We're seriously understaffed at this point."

"That's where we use our ace in the hole," Datamon pointed out. "What about ChaosGallantmon?"

"Forget the tin man," Puppetmon cut in. "I've got someone who'd be more than happy to help us. And if they're really in a campsite, that means they've got a lake. And if they've got a lake…ooh, this'll be fun!"

Puppetmon rushed eagerly to Datamon's supercomputer. He quickly punched in the coordinates he needed to contact a good friend of his. Soon, a large body of water was shown on the screen. Seconds later, a large sea serpent rose from the water, creating great waves around him.

"I don't usually take house calls at this hour," the serpent said. "Who's calling?"

The Digimon Empress's eyes widened. "MetalSeadramon?!"

Puppetmon cackled. "Not exactly. This is a close relative of his. Meet ChaosSeadramon!"

Although he looked much like his metallic counterpart, ChaosSeadramon was glowing neon blue. He was the corrupted form of MetalSeadramon. But the differences ended there. He looked just as fearsome and villainous as the departed Dark Master.

"That sounds like my old buddy, Puppetmon," ChaosSeadramon chuckled. "What can I do for you?"

Puppetmon smirked evilly. "Hey, ChaosSeadramon…how does a little revenge sound to you?"

"Revenge? I like the sound of that! But there are a lot of guys who I'm looking to get revenge on. I still owe YOU revenge for that last poker game."

"I'm talking about the DigiDestined," Puppetmon clarified.

"The DigiDestined?!" ChaosSeadramon repeated. "I've been waiting for a shot at them since they took out my cousin! I'll make them pay! What do you want me to do, Puppetmon?"

"Just sit tight. We'll bring you to them."

The Digimon Empress scoffed. "I don't see what the Chicken of the Sea here has that ChaosGallantmon doesn't."

"That tin can doesn't have what it takes," Puppetmon said bluntly.

"He's dominated the DigiDestined and the Tamers every time he's encountered them! What else can he do?!"

"He can obey us when we call him!" Puppetmon shot back. "Instead, he doesn't listen and he plays his own game…like YOU!"

"That's the best part about him," The Digimon Empress smirked.

"Yeah, well don't think I'll be putting up with his or YOUR attitude much longer," Puppetmon threatened. He held up his hammer. "You two had better remember who's in charge around here!"

The Digimon Empress laughed. She turned around and started walking out. "And YOU'D better remember: ChaosGallantmon obeys ME and ONLY ME!"

It was times like this that Puppetmon wished he had a Digimon to take out his frustrations on, but there weren't any left in the base.

"I'm getting sick of her, Datamon! And she's got too much spunk! Are you SURE we still have control of her?! Sometimes I get the feeling that she'll sic that overgrown soda can on us."

"Absolutely," Datamon answered. "The Dark Spore is still inside her, so that leaves US in control." Datamon grabbed an injector needle from the top of his supercomputer and held it up. "In case she's forgotten, we hold ALL the cards!"

Puppetmon saw the needle in Datamon's hand and chuckled evilly. He couldn't believe he had forgotten.

The Digimon Empress wouldn't dare defy them. Otherwise, she would pay with her life.

Only a few days after the last initiation ritual, Davis couldn't believe he was already being called back to the frat house. He had barely recovered from the last one. At this point, Davis was just happy to be in one piece after the whole fiasco with the Betas.

"Davish, what do you think they'll make you do next?" Veemon asked, as he tried to keep up with his partner.

Davis didn't even know how to answer that question. He was convinced that they would make him do anything at this point. But as long as Davis wasn't subjected to much more bodily harm, he wouldn't have any problem with anything.

"Not much more, hopefully," Davis answered.

Davis left Veemon outside while he walked into the frat house. At this point, he knew the routine, so he walked over to find the usual frat boys sitting in the lounge having some drinks.

"Ok, guys," Davis sighed. "I'm here. What do you want me to do?"

"You know, you've been our most dedicated pledge to date," the ponytail said. "I haven't seen anybody with your drive and determination in a long time. That's exactly what we're looking for in a brother, Dale."

"Davis."

"Whatever. That's why I've got some good news for you. This will be your LAST initiation ritual."

Davis couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Uh…my LAST initiation ritual?" It sounded almost too good to be true. "As in, no more initiation rituals after this one?"

"Are you happy about that?" the buzzcut asked, preparing the ice water.

Davis gulped. "Uh…DARN! No more initiation rituals! They were so much fun!"

"We know how sad that makes you, so we've saved up the best for last," the ponytail grinned. "Now let me tell you about my day yesterday, Dayton."

"Davis."

"Whatever. Now…I'm walking through campus yesterday, minding my own business, when I come across this pretty young thing in a white halter top and short pink skirt. I'm talking TOTALLY hot! So I walk over to her and get ready to work my awesome frat boy charm. I deliver this awesome pickup line. What did I say to her?"

The buzzcut calmly cleared his throat. "I believe you asked her 'If I said you had a nice body, would you hold it against me?'"

The ponytail cackled. "Yeah, it was TOTALLY awesome! But get this, for some reason, she gets really mad. Go figure! So she slaps me across the face. Can you believe that?"

Davis sweatdropped. "Uh…"

"Yeah, I can't believe it, either," the ponytail continued. "I mean, who is she to slap an awesome guy like me? I mean, I'm an Alpha! Nobody slaps an Alpha! So anyway, she's about to leave, but before she does, she puts on this sweater. She's a sorority girl! She's a Delta Gamma. And then, I get this totally awesome idea!"

"This leads to your final initiation ritual," the buzzcut cut in. "Here's what we want you to do."

The ponytail chuckled. "For your final initiation ritual, you're going to get revenge on Delta Gamma on behalf of Alpha Zeta. You're going to avenge the honor of your fraternity. You're going to make their entire sorority pay the consequences for their boldness."

"How am I going to do that?" Davis asked curiously.

The ponytail and the buzzcut exchanged wry grins before turning to Davis.

"PANTY RAID!!"

Davis sweatdropped again. "Uh…what?"

"I can't think of anything more traditional for frats the world over than the conventional panty raid," the ponytail explained. "It's a tradition as old as the ORIGINAL Greeks. And believe me, those girls TOTALLY have it coming! So what you're going to do…is break into the Delta Gamma sorority house and grab every pair of panties in that house."

"The ones that aren't being currently worn, anyway," the buzzcut interrupted.

"And you're going to bring them all back here," the ponytail finished. "We'll figure out what to do with them from there, but trust me, we'll make sure it's plenty humiliating. It'll TOTALLY teach those girls a lesson!"

Davis gulped. "Um…guys? What if I get caught?"

The buzzcut poured ice water over Davis's head. "What kind of question is that?!"

The ponytail sighed. "Here's my advice to you, Darren…"

"Davis."

"Whatever. My advice to you is…DON'T get caught! I heard those girls can get pretty feisty."

"You should know," the buzzcut scoffed. "That last one got pretty feisty on your face."

"She is SO going to pay for that!" the ponytail growled. "Her AND her sorority! That's why we have pledges!" He put his hand on Davis's shoulder. "You know what you have to do. And if you do this right, then you're done! Do this final task right and there will be no more initiation rituals and you'll be an Alpha Zeta for life!"

That was something Davis had been waiting to hear for a long time. He couldn't believe it was almost over.

The hulked buzzcut started pushing Davis towards the door. "But until then, you're still a pledge. Now get going!"

Davis was shoved out the door and out to the front porch. Once the door was shut, Veemon came out from his hiding place to join his partner.

"So what's up, Davish?"

Although the final initiation ritual would prove to be potentially dangerous, Davis kept his head up and looked at the biggest positive aspect of what was coming up.

"I'm almost in!"

After feeling like things had gotten so much better these past few weeks, Kari was watching things fall apart again. Not between herself and Rika, of course. They were still good friends and growing closer by the day. In fact, Kari was sorry to see Rika leave for the weekend.

"So you'll be coming back soon?" Kari asked.

"I'm only going to the Delta Gamma house for the weekend," Rika replied. She chuckled and put on another rare smile. "I know you won't miss me THAT much."

Rika was hard at work packing up for her weekend at the sorority house. Kari had never seen Rika happier than when she made it into Delta Gamma. And Kari knew that if it helped bridge the gap between the two, then it was more than worth sacrificing her own opportunity to get in. Things weren't about to fall apart between Kari and Rika and that wasn't why Kari was fretting.

No, things were falling apart with Gatomon and Renamon. After they had seemingly put aside their grudge, they were suddenly at each other's throats again. Kari couldn't understand why. Neither one of them would talk about it, nor would they talk to each other. Kari and Rika weren't the only ones bothered by this. Calumon looked to have resumed his role as peacemaker.

"Come on, Renamon. What happened to you and Gatomon at least trying to be friends?"

"That's all out the window," Renamon answered, as she reached for a nearby sandwich. "I can't believe that furball had the gall to call me a liar! You've known me for years, Calumon. I have always been a mon of my word."

"You've never lied to anybody before, Renamon. So what do you think happened?"

Renamon thought about that. "Hmm…I know the cat's always hated me, but I don't think she'd do that to HERSELF just to make me look bad." She took a bite of her sandwich. "It must be something else." She took another bite. "It…mmmmph…mmmm…mmph…mmm. Mmm? Mmmph! MMM! MMMPH!"

Calumon tilted his head. "Uh…say that again?"

"MMMMPH! MMMM! MMMM-MMMPH!"

Calumon's ears shrunk. "Renamon, what's the matter?"

Renamon pointed at her mouth. "MMM! MMMPH! MMMMMMMMPH!"

"I can't hear you, Renamon. What's the matter?"

Renamon was suddenly silent. Whatever words came out of her mouth were garbled. Renamon looked around frantically before walking over to Rika. She groaned inaudibly while pointing to her mouth.

Rika didn't even turn around. She was still packing. "Renamon, you'll have to speak up."

"MMM! MMMMMMPH! MMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!!!"

"Renamon, I can't understand a word you're saying."

Renamon slapped her forehead before heading to the foot of Rika's bed, where Impmon was lying down lazily. She nudged him in the head with her foot, waking the purple miscreant.

"Huh? What's goin on?"

"MMM! MM-MM-MMMM-MMM-MMMPH! MMMMPH!"

Impmon smirked. "What was dat? I can't understand a word."

"MMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHH!!!"

Impmon scratched his chin. "Gee, I wonder whatever could be wrong? Hey, here's an idea! Hey Renamon, let me see that sandwich you got in your hand."

Renamon handed Impmon her sandwich. Impmon opened the sandwich and revealed a white substance that didn't look anything like mayonnaise.

"Look at this. Looks like GLUE to me."

Kari was watching the scene unfold with increasing curiosity. Impmon started walking towards Gatomon's litter box, where the champion feline was sound asleep. He reached behind the little box…and pulled out a jar of glue. The jar was empty.

"Hey, look what I found," Impmon smirked.

"MMM?"

Renamon stomped towards the litter box. In a fury, Renamon turned the litter box upside-down. Gatomon fell on her stomach and the box, along with all the kitty litter, landed right on top of her.

"HEY!" she yelled. Gatomon stuck her head out from underneath the box and glowered. "What's the big idea, Renamon?!"

Renamon pointed at her mouth. "MMMPH! MMM! MMMMPH! MMMMM!"

"What? I can't understand you!"

Renamon decided to speak a more universal language. She picked up the litter box and clocked Gatomon over the head with it. She hit her so hard that the box was bent.

"OW! What was that for?!"

"Why'd you do it, Gatomon?" Calumon asked sadly.

"Do what?!" Gatomon demanded, as she rubbed her head painfully. "What did I do?"

"The evidence points to you," Impmon clarified. He held up the empty glue jar. "You stuck glue in Renamon's sandwich and now look at her. I believe that says a mouthful."

"Huh? I didn't do that," Gatomon said defensively. "You've got to believe me!"

Renamon took both halves of her sandwich and smeared them on Gatomon's face before walking away.

"I'm guessing that means you don't believe me," Gatomon muttered dryly.

Kari shifted her eyes. There was something that stunk about this whole thing. She was starting to get a feeling that something funny was going on.

"Well, I guess we could find a more awkward place to meet if we tried."

Matt made sure to note his displeasure over the latest meeting place for the older DigiDestined. But there was no arguing with Tai, especially when he put his mind to something. Thus, they were all meeting over in an empty garage.

"Does anybody want to fill us in as to why we're meeting here?" Mimi asked. "This place is so grimy. And I think I got motor oil on my blouse!"

Palmon sniffed around. "Smells like gasoline."

"I smell that every time Sora fills up her car," Biyomon added. "It's one of those guilty pleasures."

"Ooh! I know exactly what you mean!" Palmon grinned. "But just don't smear me with any of it. It's bad for my leaves."

Tai pulled out a pile of scraps and something vaguely familiar into the garage. "Sorry about this, guys. This is the only place I could fix up my motorcycle."

Matt got steamed. "Tai, you brought us here so you could fix your stupid motorcycle?!"

"I thought Mephistomon totaled it," Sora, wearing a baseball cap to cover her head, thought.

Tai nodded. "It's busted up pretty bad, but you know what they say. If it's broke, fix it."

"I'd like to think we're all meeting for a reason OTHER than Tai's deathtrap on wheels," Joe noted. "What are we doing here?"

"I'll tell you what we're doing here," Tai began. "I'm getting tired of getting by purely on rumors! I've heard vague theories, rumors, and all that about moles and Digimon Empresses and evil Digimon all over the place! But these guys are starting to go after my little sister and I want answers! Does ANYBODY have an idea what the heck's going on?!"

For that, all eyes turned to one person. Everybody looked at Izzy.

"Everybody always seems to think *I* know everything," Izzy sighed.

"That's because you usually DO know everything, Izzy," Mimi pointed out.

"Well…I don't know anything beyond what I've already told you guys."

"I don't believe that!" Sora suddenly said.

Izzy didn't expect that. "Uh…what?"

"Izzy…you may be the one who told us that the mole is from our school…but how exactly DID you find that out?"

Izzy started stammering. He didn't know how to answer that. Matt saw Tai starting to inch closer to Izzy.

"Izzy…what do you know?" Tai demanded.

Izzy started taking a few steps back. "Tai…I've told you guys what I know."

Tai grabbed Izzy by the shirt and lifted him up. "Izzy!"

"Tai…I promised I wouldn't say anything…"

Tai slammed Izzy's back against the garage wall. "You DO know something! What do you know?! Tell us…NOW!"

"Tai, I made a promise!"

"Those Digimon and that mole are after MY SISTER! You'd better tell me what you know right now, or so help me…"

Matt knew things were getting bad, so he quickly stepped up and separated Tai and Izzy. "Tai, calm down! I know how you feel! If it was TK, I'd do the same thing! But let's give Izzy a chance here." He turned around and stared down his friend. "Izzy, we're going to give you a chance. Tell us what's going on, or I won't hold Tai back."

Izzy hesitated. It was obvious he was keeping a big secret from everybody else. After about a minute of silence, Matt started to step back and Tai was moving forward. That's when Izzy finally cracked.

"OK! I DO know something!"

"Izzy, we promised!" Tentomon shouted.

"I can't keep it a secret, Tentomon! Tai's right. The time for keeping secrets isn't now. I have to talk!"

"Then you'd better start talking," Tai snarled.

"T-T-There are…government agents at the school!" Izzy shouted. "Three of them! And they're all working undercover as professors!"

"Government agents?" Joe repeated. "Why would there be government at our school?"

"Because they've been observing the Digimon," Izzy explained. "The leader's been watching the Digimon since the Highton View Terrace incident. They were the first to learn about the mole and they've gone undercover in hopes of flushing whoever it is out."

"How did you find out about them?" Mimi asked.

"I'm a Teacher's Aide for one of them. She saw me as a suspect when she saw me carrying Tentomon around everywhere. But after I saved her at the homecoming game, she confided in me with her secret. I offered to help, but they wanted my silence. They were afraid word would start to spread around campus."

"What do they take us for? Gossips?" Mimi huffed.

"I never wanted to reveal their secret. I promised them I wouldn't tell anybody. But I also knew we could help better than anybody else. So I told you guys what I knew…without revealing where I got my information. At least I did until now."

Matt couldn't believe all he was hearing. It was right in his own college campus and he didn't even see that agents were working undercover. It was mind-boggling.

"What are their names, Izzy?" Joe asked.

"Talley Onodera, Riley Ootori, and their superior, Mitsuo Yamaki."

Tai clenched his fist. "These guys could still be hiding something. I want answers. And I think this Yamaki guy could give them to me."

"Tai, what are you suggesting?" Izzy asked nervously.

"I'm going to see this guy! And I'm going to demand he tell me everything he knows!"

Izzy was ready to protest, but when Tai shot him a death glare, he flinched and held his tongue. Sora inched over and nudged Matt in the ribs. Matt knew what she was thinking. This was Tai acting rashly again. He had a tendency to do that, especially when it came to being a protective big brother. He was likely to get himself in a lot of trouble if someone wasn't there to help him keep his temper.

"Uh…I'll go with you, Tai. This guy will be more likely to listen to two of us than just you."

Tai nodded. "Alright, you can come with me. We'll see him right now."

"I don't think he's there," Izzy said. "It's not easy to just reach Yamaki. Even *I* have to make an appointment."

"Then we'll keep looking until we find him," Tai grumbled.

All of this was starting to overwhelm Matt, so he just stepped outside. He couldn't believe all that was going on. But he wouldn't get much of a chance to get some air on his own, because someone was walking along right behind him.

"Matt, are you ok?"

Matt turned around. "Can't I get even a minute of alone time, Sora?"

"Not this time, Matt, because I know something's bothering you. And you promised you'd be more open with me."

Matt shook his head. "Sora…doesn't this all feel like it's too much?"

"What do you mean?"

Matt briefly paused. "Do you remember what I wanted more than anything? I wanted to give humans and Digimon a chance to live together. I wanted there to be a day where the Digimon can show themselves again without the world hiding. And look what's happened!

"Somebody's bringing out evil Digimon and bringing back bad memories of Highton View Terrace and Myotismon! And now even the GOVERNMENT'S getting involved! I just wish this wasn't so hard! Instead of things getting easier with time, it just gets more difficult."

Sora held Matt's hand. "You can't give up, Matt. Take an example from your brother and don't lose hope. Go see this Yamaki guy. Maybe we can all help each other."

Somehow, Matt knew it couldn't be that easy. After everything that had happened in all their lives, there was no way anything could ever be that easy.

That night, Takato sat in his room and made another sketch. Thus far, the comic within the Dragon Daily was becoming very popular. By some miracle, Davis hadn't found out about it yet, but that didn't mean he wasn't getting subtle hints. Whenever he saw Davis walk around campus, Takato noticed people stare at him. Takato got the feeling that others were starting to see the similarities between Goggle Man and Davis Motomiya.

While Takato kept sketching, there was a knock at his door.

"Come in!"

The door opened. Kazu and Kenta walked in and, without even saying anything, curiously looked over Takato's shoulder.

Takato sweatdropped. "Uh…is there something I can help you guys with?"

"We came for a few things," Kazu replied. "But as long as we're here, we'll just get a quick sneak preview of Goggle Man's next adventure."

Takato turned his paper upside-down. "No sneak previews. What do you guys need?"

"Just a few supplies," Kenta answered. "We volunteered to help out this weekend at this campsite in Odaiba. So we just need a few things…and have you seen my old microphone?"

"NO!" Kazu snapped. "Don't even think about it! You can't make everybody suffer through your 'singing'! You'll humiliate us!"

"I've gotten better, Kazu. Check this out. Ahem…OH, I love the nightlife, I got to boogie on the disco 'round…!"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Kazu pleaded. "Stop the pain! I can hear the wolves howling now."

Kenta frowned. "Everybody's a critic."

Takato walked to a remote corner, not just to get away from Kenta's horrible singing, but also to resume his sketches. "Hey, guys? Have any of you seen Davis around?"

"We may have seen him once or twice," Kazu answered. "Why do you want to know?"

"I'm lacking some inspiration right about now," Takato sighed. "Do you guys know if Alpha Zeta has gotten in touch with him lately?"

"I'm not exactly sure on that one," Kazu sighed. "The farther away we get from that frat, the better. That whole thing was bad news."

Takato thought about who else he could get to help him out. He looked around his room and saw Guilmon and Terriermon both having some snacks. That's when it hit him. Takato did have an ace in the hole.

"Hey, guys? I'll…be right back."

"Kenta, I think that's our cue to exit."

Kazu and Kenta grabbed everything they needed and walked out. With the coast clear, Takato grabbed his sketchbook and walked towards the window. He would meet his underground contact at his window.

With everybody busy, TK decided to eat solo tonight. He walked out to the Den by himself and grabbed a hamburger. Walking through the many college students in the cafeteria, TK found himself a seat.

He started to wonder just how many memories the old campsite would bring back for him. It brought back memories of simpler days when TK first met Patamon and he saw the Digital World for the first time. It was a time of innocence. TK couldn't help but smile. He did a lot of growing up in the Digital World. He had matured into a brave young man there.

Once he finished up, TK walked back to the dorms. On his way, he passed by a bulletin post. On the post, TK saw a sheet of the names that had volunteered for work at the campsite this weekend. He scanned through each name carefully, but stopped when he saw one name in particular.

"TK?"

TK heard that voice. He turned around slowly, knowing who stood behind him. "Hi, Catherine."

Catherine walked up to TK sadly. "You haven't returned any of my calls."

"I've been busy," TK lied. "I'm sorry."

Catherine smiled. "TK…you know, we're both going to volunteer this weekend. I hope I get to see you again."

TK shook his head. "Catherine…"

Catherine kissed TK on the cheek. "I'd better go. But I will see you this weekend. You can bet on it. You and I seriously need to talk."

TK wasn't exactly looking forward to it. It was pretty obvious that Catherine wasn't taking a hint. As she turned to walk away, TK couldn't help but be mesmerized by the way she walked. He didn't know why he ever said no to her in the first place.

"Hi, TK!"

TK was instantly brought back to Earth when he heard that voice. He turned his head just in time to see Kari walking by, holding her books in front of her chest like an innocent schoolgirl. It made TK's heart flutter, even months after they had broken up.

Then he saw her walk up to Davis, who was over by the library, and give him a kiss.

TK slapped himself in the temple and turned to walk away.

"What's the matter with me?"

Takato approached the window of his underground source. He tapped on the glass pane and waited for somebody to open it. The glass window opened up, but he didn't exactly get who he had in mind.

"Hey, Takato!" Patamon said cheerfully. "Don't you usually come in through the door?"

"Yeah…usually. But I need to talk to Veemon really quick. Is he there?"

"Oh, yeah. Veemon! Takato wants to talk to you!"

Patamon flew off while Veemon walked over and climbed out the window.

"Hey, Takato! How's my part coming along?"

Takato opened up his sketchbook and showed Veemon some preliminary sketches. While Takato had sketches of Goggle Man getting pummeled by a group of rival frat guys, he made sure to draw Goggle Man's good buddy looking in from outside. Takato had drawn a caricature of a certain little blue Digimon and made sure to add in a baseball cap and sunglasses.

"That's you," Takato pointed out. "And your name is Little Boy Blue."

Veemon marveled over the drawings. "Ooh! I like the way you caught my horn and my smile."

"And there's plenty more where that came from," Takato grinned. "I've got more ideas up my sleeve, but I was wondering, Veemon…have you seen Davis around anywhere? I was hoping for a little…inspiration, if you know what I mean."

Veemon scratched his noodle. "Hmm…Davish…Davish…where is Davish? Ooh, I remember! Davish said he'd be heading out for his last initiation ritual."

Takato frowned. "His LAST initiation ritual? Oh…um…that's good, I guess. But that probably means my inspiration well will run dry…at least for a while, anyway. So what does he have to do?"

Veemon kept his eye on the sketchbook as he answered. "Davish has to go to the Delta Gamma sorority house. He said something about the guys sending him on something called a 'panty raid'…or something like that."

Takato's hand nearly shivered in anticipation. The whole prospect of Davis…combined with a sorority…and the task of a panty raid sounded like it was a definite recipe for disaster. He knew he would be an idiot not to take advantage of this.

"W-W-Which way is the sorority house?" Takato asked calmly.

"Uh…I don't know about that one…"

Takato shrugged. "It's ok, Veemon. I think I know someone who might know the answer."

Takato picked up his sketchbook and dashed off. The night was still young and there would plenty of time for him to find Davis…and watch him meet up with disaster once again.

Kari was just about to walk into the dorm building, but an eager someone crashed into her. Both fell on their backsides while Kari dropped her books. The one who knocked her down scrambled to pick them up for her.

"I'm sorry, Kari," Takato said. "Let me help you with those."

"Thanks, Takato," Kari smiled, as Takato handed her books back to her.

"Hey, Kari? Uh…do you happen to know where the Delta Gamma house is?"

Kari nodded. "I was just there the other day. It's over that way. You can just walk straight off campus and take a right at the very next street corner. Keep going straight and you'll eventually hit it. You can't miss it."

"Thanks, Kari."

"Why do you ask?"

"Uh…no reason. I'll…see you around."

Kari waved as Takato quickly dashed it. She certainly found that strange. But she simply shrugged it off and went back to looking for her key. Of course, she was interrupted once more before she walked in. Someone else walked up to her.

"Hey, Kari."

Kari smiled when she heard that voice. She turned around and saw the confident smile of Ryo Akiyama. He was certainly a charming young man with cute looks to boot. She didn't understand why Rika was so cold to him.

"Hey, Ryo. How've you been?"

"I've been doing great. But I'd be doing even better if I could go up and see Rika. I wanted to congratulate her on getting into that sorority."

"Oh…well, Rika isn't here. She said something about staying at the Delta Gamma house this weekend with the sorority sisters."

"Really? Which way is it? Maybe I can surprise her."

"It's that way," Kari said again. "Just walk out of the university and take a right at the very next street corner. Keep going straight afterwards and you'll eventually make it. You can't miss it. Trust me."

Ryo smiled. "Thanks, Kari. Hey…you know, are we still on for…well…you know?"

Kari suddenly remembered. "Ah! Of course! Definitely! Just say that word and…we'll do it!"

"Thanks. I wish Rika could be more like you."

Kari smirked. "No, you don't."

"You're probably right," Ryo grinned. "I like Rika just the way she is. Thanks, Kari. I'll see you later."

"Bye, Ryo."

With no more interruptions, Kari put her focus back on getting to her room. She had a lot of plans this weekend to hopefully clear the name of her partner.

But then she thought about what happened these past few minutes. The sorority house seemed to be a very popular place tonight.


Next Week: The Delta Gamma sisters are about to receive a rude surprise when Davis arrives, on behalf of Alpha Zeta, for a panty raid! But the sisters have ONE guardian on that night and her name is Rika Nonaka! What'll happen if Davis gets caught? And what'll happen if certain innocents (Takato, Ryo) get caught in the crossfire? Meanwhile, the volunteers are heading out to the campsite to work for the weekend, but if you think it's all fun and games, you're mistaking. TK's ready to finally put his foot down with Catherine, but what'll happen when he gets interrupted by the sudden arrival of ChaosSeadramon? Find out on the next Digimon: The College Years!


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