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Destination: Infect Digi-egg (Izzy/Taich/Yamato's pov)
(Izzy's pov):
She said I'll throw myself away,
They're just photo's after all,
I can't make you hang around,
I can't wash you off my skin.
Outside the frame,
is what we're leaving out,
you won't remember anyway,
I can go, with the flow,
don't it doesn't matter, with the flow
I go, with the flow,
[I can go] Do you believe it in your head?.....
'click'
Queens of the stone-age... hmmm. An interesting name for such a uncomplex rock band. I thought chewing on a my mom's homemade French fries, she's the greatest cook I, a computer genius could never have for a mother. I removed my finger from my radio, and lifted my soda off the mouse pad, and engulfed tongue in it's acid-like fizz and the artificial taste of Orange.
I began to fiddle around with my computer, clicking the icon to the Internet. It had been six weeks since I've seen the other digidesend, Taichi, Sora, Joe, Mimi, Takeru, Hikari, and Yamato. I was so occupied by my new flat screen computer, I forgot to send them E-mails to inform them of the great news.
This course, made me feel as if I was excluding them from my life. I sat in front of the computer desk surrounded by wires of my laptop and the computer, they were hooked up to eachother, as I downloaded the Digimon-analyzer onto the new computer, deciding I should test out the new modem. As I continued to sip on my soda the computer's Anti-virus program had begun to start itself up, along with signing me online.
"Huh?" I muttered, taking the straw out of my mouth slowly. I my eyes watched blankly as the a window pop up out of the blue, before me were odd shaped symbols moving at a brisk pace. I swore I saw something round and egg shaped amongst the fast-pace words, when I realized what it exactly it was.
I disengaged my Anit-virus program and began to track it. "Prodigious, a computer virus on the Internet!" I cried as directed the arrow toward the toolbar above. I paused for a moment, my eyebrows knitted together watching it, as it began to excellerate its' speed. "Wait a minute ... it's attacking something," I mumbled. I opened its directions, and clicked on the word virus-tracker. I waited for it load wondering if Taichi and others had discovered this, as well.
"Let me see, if I can get an image of it's target," I began to think of a way to create a window for the image, but no sooner than the words left my mouth an image appeared and began download. My eyes became wider, as the picture of a digi-egg appeared, the numbers that had originally been the odd symbols were infecting the egg in it's entirety!
"A digi-egg," I said, my eyes becoming watery from staring at the screen without blinking for such a long time. I rubbed one of my eyes, as I saw a line form around the egg, it was hatching all too soon! "The virus is causing the egg to grow abnormally fast, I think it's gonna hatch!" I cried, obviously altering my parents. The egg shell cracked revealing an eye peering out of it.
"HELLO!" It had E-mailed me. This was becoming all to weird, and a bad feeling was beginning to form in my stomach, I had to tell the others. Knocking my seat down as I stood up, I began to unhook my laptop, from the computer as the bedroom door opened. I looked back and my father's head poked inside with a surprised look on his face, probably wondering why the chair on was the floor.
"Uhhh.. Son are you all right?" He asked. I nodded placing my laptop carefully into it's holder. I couldn't tell him about the virus that attacked that digi-egg, it was all too soon and he didn't need to be bothered by this, not now. I raced from my desk, and zoomed passed him, with a nervous look my face. "See ya dad! I'm off to Taichi's house Mom!" I cried slipping halfway into my shoes. I opened the front door and left in a hurry, probably scaring my Mom in the process. I had to get to Taichi's house and fast!
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(Taichi's pov):
I sat on my bed, with my legs hanging over the edge moping. Sora had not answered any of my calls, not even Kari's. She was really pissed at me, more than I knew, more than I even thought possible! I sighed my shoulders slumped farther as I thought harder on the subject. It was Monday, I held the phone in my left hand, my thumb was set lightly on the first number, that being the beginning of the area code. My hand began to shake when I heard footsteps coming toward the bedroom at a fast pace.
"Niisan! Mom wants you put the phone down so you can eat!" Kari yelled entering the room. She was in nothing but a slip, I quickly jumped off bed and left the room with an energetic look on my face as if nothing ever happened. I caught a glimpse of Hikari staring at me worriedly. I waved at her with a smile before I disappeared through the door. I stopped running once I heard my mother's voice on her cell phone, arguing with her sister again. My aunt Ling Yagami, could call relentlessly unless we weren't online, then she would send us a lot of E-mail.
I walked pass my mother, who snatched the phone out of my hand as I did so. I sighed going into the kitchen, I opened the fridge. My brown eyes began to scan the small area inside discovering normal milk in a carton, not my mother's homemade milk that was riddled with chili-pepper. I learned of this when I poured into my weaties at the age 11 after coming back from the digital world, looking for Kari.
I practically thought my tongue was burnt away by the accursed homemade milk. I shuddered at the memory and shut the fridge door. Kari came up to me still in her slip and handed me a box of rice-crspies. Watching her leave, I suddenly began to wonder was my sister treating me like, I was fragile box on a train? Did she think I was traumatized by Sora neglect to call? "Na!" I brushed the thoughts aside, sitting down for a nice bowl of cereal. I as I dumped the food into the bowl, Miko came up onto the table purring staring at my food. I smirked looking around, Mom and Kari were nowhere to be found, I poured the milk into the bowl and pointed to it. I go up letting Miko sit in my seat while I went off to get a spoon.
I stopped in front of the counter, the skin resided in, below several drawers above a cabinet held the silverware. I pulled the drawer open and grabbed a big spoon, shut the drawer and headed back to the table, where Miko was crunching on some of my rice-cripies. "Hey, leave me some," I laughed picking him up and setting him on the table. Miko let out a meow of protest, as I patted him plunging my spoon into my into cereal. The cat watched me as I shoved the spoon full of food into my mouth, chewing happily.
Miko bowed his head over the bowl and began to lick the milk, I continued eating. "Tai!" Came, my mother's voice. I almost choked on my food, and grabbed Miko (Who meowed once more in protest, but more in surprise), and hid him under my shirt. "Shh, quiet Miko," I whispered. My mother came back into the room with the phone in her hand. I smiled nervously hoping she didn't see the small lump under my shirt.
"Taichi, no more calling Sora Takenouchi, understood?" She said sternly, beating the phone on her hand. Miko shifted underneath my shirt, causing me to giggle. My mother looked at me with narrowed eyes, thinking I had laughed at her. "What's so funny about that?" She asked, her face turning red. I shook my head smiling. "Nothing," I said trying to look serious. "I was just thinking, of a time when me and my friends needed a ride and Matt couldn't even raise a hand to hitch a ride!" I busted out laughing, unable to hold it anymore. My mother sighed in frustration and left the room. Miko poked his head up through my collar with a meow following. I looked down at his, messy fur and stifled my laughs, I took him my shirt and set back on the table. "S-sorry about that Miko," I chuckled continuing my eating. Miko meow in response and joined me in eating.
After I was done, Miko had gone off his own way, probably to fix his messy fur and groom. And I headed for the computer room. As I walked toward the door, I could hear Kari talking to someone, I figured she was thinking out loud so, I didn't bother her. I grabbed the door knob and opened the door, I stepped inside shutting the door behind me. I walked over to the computer staring at the black as if I was waiting for something to happen. shaking my head and pressed the "on" button, the screen came to life thought it was still black. Words began write themselves across the screen, possibly a routine thing I never noticed before, and the green screen along many icons appeared once it was finished.
I pulled out the chair-on-wheels and sat down. I clicked on the Internet icon and a window appeared, along with a smaller window, showing two computers and a phone below it connected by a line, with a little red dot going up and down the line until it go pass the phone to the other computer and was online. No sooner than I was online, I clicked "write-mail," another window popped up. I began to write.
To: Garudamon_Takenouchi@dojo.org.
From: Wargreymon_Ronin@Jodo.com
Subject: From Taichi. Please read Sora*
Dear Sora:
I'm sorry for what happened,
I haven't felt this bad since I threw up in your hat,
and didn't tell you about before you put on.
You said you love thundershowers,
So what a few rain drops between friends?
Love Tai.
The word hit me like a tone of bricks. "Love?" I stammered, shadowing the word. "I'm mean "From," I mean "Love"--- I mean From, I mean---- arg!" I ran my hands through my wild hair with an enraged expression on my face, when I heard laughing behind me. "Who are you writing to Tai?" Kari's voice startled me, I felt a spike of slight pain run up my spine as I dove to hide the note from my sister. "AH! Kari! It's just a E-mail joke!" I cried covering the screen with my hands.
My embarrassed expression soon changed into a confused one, as I looked down at her pink dress. Where was she going? "What are you doin' in here anyway, Kari?" I asked raising an eyebrow. Kair stepped back a bit, gripping the end of her dress, she pulled on it with a smile, I had to admit I was impressed with her trying to impress me, though she had already done it.
"I wanted to show you my new dress, I'm going to a birthday party," Kari said teasingly, as if get me jealous or something. She took her other hand from behind her back, as I settled back down into the chair, she held a yellow box with a pink-ribbon tied around it. "I got my friend a pink power ranger," She said bumping my nose with the box. My sister and I had a give and take relationship kinda, she would give and I would take. My hand shot out to grab the box, Kari moved it out of my way with little effort as if she knew that's what I was going to do.
"Gimmie that!" I cried, reaching for it again.
"Too slow!" Kari teased, moving it again.
"Give it here!" I lounged for it again, holding the back of the chair, to keep from falling out of it.
"No!" Kari laughed moving to her left. I glowered at her, while she smiled still.
"Leggo!" I almost had it. Kari raised it above her head fighting the urge to laugh in my face.
"Maybe next time!" She chuckled, bobbing her head side to side.
I sighed leaning back in the chair, giving up. I turned the chair to around in the correct position facing the computer screen, I placed my hands behind my head, pouting my lip. "Ah, who cares," I said trying to hurt her feelings slightly. I heard Kari's little feet come up beside me, I cracked open one eye curiously watching her hand raise and touch the mouse.
I figured she was gonna move the mouse around, but as watched a little longer she had pointed the arrow up to "Send," my heart stopped beating for a mere second, Kari glanced up at me with an evil smile. "If you want to send something, you have to click this," She said pressing the button. "Click!" I sat up once my heart was beating painfully against my chest and watched the words [Mail being sent] vanish from the screen. Kari made her getaway, rushing out of the room.
"I wasn't gonna send that letter!" I cried, watching her feet vanish around the corner. Kari's head popped into the room with a sly look up on her face. "Then what did you write it for?" She asked with the cutest look on her face. I sneered turning to face the computer, I placed my hands on the desk trying to keep from yelling at her. "Aw, go to your party," I grumbled. "Okay," I Kari said sounding disappointed. I could hear her feet depart for the front door as I leaned forward staring at the little dinosaur that reminded me of Agumon kinda.
"I can't believe Sora's gonna read my letter," I sighed, before I saw bold red letters appear. I squinted my eyes trying not go blind in the process of reading. "Wait a minute; "Unable to deliver"?" I growled pulling back, I rocked back in forth my chair engaged beyond belief. "I can't believer Sora's not gonna read my letter! You try and tell a girl your sorry and you computer shuts ya' down--- oahahahaaaaaa!" The chair tipped over and, I fell along with it.
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(Yamato's pov):
"And Kawlasky, make's a home run! The tigers are now 6 to 7 catching up with the Chinese threads!"
I sat on the floor with my brother Takeru watching the baseball game, like we normally do when there's one on. I was leaned back with my hands holding up, as Takeru instead, played with the buttons that went down the side of my pants than watch the baseball game. I chuckled, as he poked me in the leg with his pencil he was using to doodle on the table. "Takeru, quit poking me," I said careful of the tone of voice I used.
Takeru frowned a bit, before returning his attention back to doodling on the table. "Kids! The rice-cakes are ready!" Grandma Takaishi called. I looked over my shoulder watching her slow approach, realizing the black ridged shapes on the plate, were the rice-cakes! "Aaa," I groaned as she sat the plate over Takeru's doodles not even noticing them.
I looked up at the screen noticing the numbers at the bottom were counting at a fast pace, I could barely make them out. Takeru poked with curiously with same expression as I did. "Yama, are those the rice-cakes?" He asked timidly. My gaze shifted toward my brother, I bit my lip and nodded. Takeru's mouth opened in aghast, and continued poking the burnt rice cake, until it withered away into crumbs.
"Yeeesh!" I cried pulling Takeru away from the plate. There a small indication of surprise from Takeru when the cakes broke down into a pile of crumbs. "Eww," Takeru exclaimed, pushing the plate away. "I'm not eating any more of Grandma's food!" I nodded in agreement. "Me neither, squirt," I mumbled. Takeru positioned himself comfortably on my lap and we continued to watch the game. I wonder what Taichi's doin'? I thought looking out the door for a brief moment, before Takeru's small hand placed itself around my chin and redirected my sight back to the baseball game.
tbc*
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