One Week in Our Lives

Disclaimer: Digimon, ce n'est pas à moi. (If you'll pardon the French.)

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Bi: You think anyone'll ever want to read this story?

Daydreamer: Apart from you? Not likely.

Bi: But it's happened before. Remember the day I was ill? You wrote Forever Kari. And that other thing, the night I talked you into not going out....

Daydreamer [throwing cushion at Bi] Yeah, and they were awful!

Bi: [squawks]

................ Author's note: I said I'd ignore S2, but I've copied what happened to Mimi after 01. Including that guy, Michael. He won't show up, though. Not in person. ................

Part Four: The Weirdest Week of my Life

*Tai*

Apart from the power cut, I reckoned this was turning out to be a pretty good night. Sora had said she was planning on inviting some old friends, but I hadn't imagined she meant EVERYBODY. Still, it was nice to chat and catch up on what was going on. My only mistake was asking Meems how things were going with that American boy she'd told me about. What was his name? Michael. When I asked, she looked a bit upset. I didn't know they'd broken up, poor kid. Mimi, I mean.
It was a bit tricky, but eventually we found somewhere for everyone to sleep. Emphasis on the 'somewhere'. Poor Matt ended up sleeping in the bath. TK reckoned he didn't mind. I took his word for it.
"G'night, everyone," I shouted, and finally managed to get my head down for the night. It had been another long day. But- like Sora- I reckoned it was worth it. As I drifted off to sleep I thought I heard somebody whisper something. Must have been my imagination. Either that or Joe tripping over Izzy in the dark.

I had a weird dream that night. Sora was looking down at me from somewhere. She kept saying "Tai, we've got to save the world, we've got to go." And I wanted to follow her but my feet were stuck in a bucket of ice and I fell over. Wacky. Must have been the sight of all those ex-Digikids- either that or the pizza and lemonade. Sora doesn't drink and Matt can't, it might damage his singing voice, so we got lemonade.

When I woke, my feet did feel incredibly cold. Perhaps the duvet had come off in the night. I still felt incredibly sleepy and opening my eyes would be a struggle. It was the weekend, after all, so why get up early? I could just lie here and think about stuff. The wedding. What we might do now we had the Digikids back together. The weather! Anything. Was it morning? There was no sunlight on my eyelids. Reluctantly I opened one eye. Pitch black. It must have been the middle of the night.
But there was something else, too, something I couldn't quite put my finger on. As I breathed in the cold night air, I felt a new sensation in it, almost a kind of electricity. Like at rock concerts when they turn the amplifier on, only there was no sound. Excitement, I thought, then wondered why I had. Excitement over what? Surely not the wedding, there was another week to go and it wasn't as though we hadn't planned it for months. And although it was great fun having our old friends to laugh and talk with, it wasn't exactly the Event of the Century. No, this was something different. Something I hadn't felt for a long time. And I couldn't work out what it was.

"Tai?"

I nearly jumped out of my skin. But it was only Kari, sitting up somewhere near me. KARI? She shouldn't have been even in the same room. I knew she was my sister, but we'd put her in the spare room for the night because, well, that was the way it worked now. I felt guilty for a moment. Really I'd almost been ignoring her for the last few months.

"Kari, what are you doing in here?" I hissed. In the dark I saw her face change.
"I was about to ask you the same question. It looks like one of us is sleepwalking."
Carefully I got to my feet. "I'll try and find the light switch." I shuffled across the floor. It felt colder than I remembered. We couldn't both have got down to the kitchen without knowing it? Suddenly I stumbled over something. "Yikes! What was that?"
"That," said a familiar, but exasperated voice, "would be me." Joe's glasses glinted as he got to his feet. "Will someone please explain what's going on?"

Kari and now Joe as well? It didn't make sense. Joe should have been in the living-room, he'd been thoughtful enough to bring a sleeping bag. I sighed. "Have you got a torch by any chance?"
He fished around in his bag and moments later there was a click and a dazzling light. Kari and I groaned, covering our eyes. Then, carefully, I uncovered mine and took a look around. It was clear there would be a fair amount of explaining to do. ........................

This spell checker needs sorting out. So far it's tried to make Digimon into 'Davison' and 'Demigod'. I ask you.

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RD's responses (to email and reviews)

Everyone: It's nice to know people are appreciating what I write. If you're interested in the plot try not to read the reviews as yet- someone might guess it!

RG/MI (who goes by many names)- Thanks for the job. I'm on it.

Dragon's Star- You're sharp. Shh.

Miaow227- Will do. Thanks.

Nami- Oh, that would be giving the game away.

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