I hate cold weather, I hate cold weather, I hate cold weather…I'm locked inside all day, and it's ruining my inspiration! I get all my ideas by riding around on my scooter and talking to myself, neither I can do inside the house when it's 40 degrees outside!! I thought Texas was suppose to be HOT!
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, but I shall as soon as I finish that giant Mecha I've been working on in the secret lab under my garage…You didn't hear that.
Grass Is Greener…
Chapter 3: Angelic
The Drimojimon struck out and threw Aquilamon to the ground. Yolei ran to her partner, and with a flash he turned back into the Rookie form. "Hawkmon!" she gasped, scooping him up. "Hang in there!"
"Something's really wrong here, you guys!" Ken called. "Drimojimon just aren't that strong naturally! This is a set up!"
"Man, now what?!" Davis insisted. "They're about to get crushed, and we can't do anything!"
Drimojimon was, in fact, raising his head for one last attack against Stingmon, who was already on his knees and keeping Ken back. The Digimon roared, then aimed his attack. He opened his mouth to call out the name…
"Hand of Fate!"
The golden blast knocked Drimojimon back, and everyone's minds for a loop. It was defiantly Angemon's attack, but sure wasn't his voice. And, looking up from where it had come from, they still didn't understand.
"Hey guys!" Patamon came scrambling down the hill, Gatomon behind him. "Isn't it wild?!"
"What…the..?!" was all Davis could manage.
"T.K. and Kari Digivolved!" cheered Gatomon.
"Digivolved?!" the humans gasped, then Cody added "So…They're…"
Patamon pointed up. "T.K. turned into an Angemon, like me!"
"And Kari's an Angewomon!" Gatomon was grinned from ear to ear.
And indeed it was true, but not Angemon and Angewomon as they knew them. On Angemon you saw more of T.K.'s taunt basketball mussels than the body-builder type, and Angewomon was no where near as developed. Not to mention, Angewomon's hair was brown, while Angemon's was golden and a richer yellow. And their clothes weren't as tight. What it really looked like was that Kari and T.K., in their normal bodies, were dressed up as Angemon and Angewomon for Halloween or something. But there was the odd fact that they still had wings.
Currently, they were flying together over the battle field. Kari giggled at her friend. "You have to admit, this is cool!"
T.K. nodded. "I never thought we'd actually do it!" he cheered. "But here we are…flying! On our own!" he did a quick roll. "No help…No hands!"
Kari grinned and nodded, about to answer, when she noticed Drimojimon was getting his stride again. "My turn." she grinned, and flew above their opponent.
Concentrating her energy the way she'd seen T.K. do, she managed to make the silver arrow appear in her right hand. Automatically, the small, decorative wings on her left wrist extended into the familiar white 'bow', onto which she set her arrow, pointing it at Drimojimon with careful aim.
"Steady now…" Gatomon muttered. "It's not easy."
But Kari looked determined. "Celestial Arrow!" was called, and she released the shot. It hit Drimojimon head-on, and the Digimon cried out in pain.
"There!" Patamon laughed. "Now we got 'em beat!"
But, to everyone's surprise, the Drimojimon pulled himself back up. He fired a Drill Spin at Kari, but she dodged it easily. "Dang!" Davis muttered. "That guy just won't give up!"
"Something doesn't feel right!" Kari called down. "I don't feel the same way about this Digimon like others!"
"What?" Yolei asked. "What do you mean?!"
"She means, it's not a real Digimon!" Stingmon buzzed. "I feel it too!"
"And me!" Ankylomon put in. "I think the only way to beat this guy is to destroy him!"
T.K. glanced sideways at Kari. "Shall we?" he asked.
"Lets." she muttered, and readied her bow again, while the other Digimon also prepared their attacks.
"Ready?" Davis called. "One…Two…Three!"
"Vee Laser!" called ExVeemon.
"Tail Hammer!" Ankylomon shouted.
"Hawk Beam!" Hawkmon, though back in Rookie form, put in his two bits.
"Spiking Strike!" Stingmon threw his in, releasing the blade.
"Hand of Fate!" T.K. thrust the golden ball forward.
"Celestial Arrow!" Kari finished the wave, and all six attacks hit at the same time. With a cry, and rather strongly, a puff of smoke, the Drimojimon vanished. At the same time, the Digimon returned to their Rookie forms, including T.K. and Kari.
"I repeat." Kari said as Gatomon scooped her up. "That was cool!"
T.K .was still sitting on the ground, but he noticed something. "Hey! Guys, look at this!" he called.
Patamon picked him up, along with the small thing he had with him. He was just as confused. "It's a doll." he finally stated. "Made outta wood. And check it out…It looks like a Drimojimon."
At it was…A tiny wooden doll, about half T.K./Patamon's size, shaped and carved perfectly like a Drimojimon out of oak. "Where'd it come from?" Veemon asked.
"I dunno." Yolei muttered, looking at it closely. "I think I'll take it to Izzy. Maybe he can figure it out."
"I wonder…" Kari muttered.
"What?" Gatomon asked.
Kari shook her head. "Nothin'." she responded. "Nothin' at all."
~ * ~ * ~
"I'm sorry, Lord." Sorceressmon whimpered. There were long red marks on her face and arms. "I won't let it happen again, I swear."
"See that you don't!" snapped the dark form. "Remember what happened on your last great failure!"
"Yes, sire…" whispered Sorceressmon. "Never again…"
~ * ~ * ~
"You're WHAT?!?" T.K. cried, falling off the desk he sat on.
"Gatomon and I are going to a movie." Patamon muttered, turning a little red as he tried to make his hair behave. "And then down to that ice cream shop you and the others always go to in the summer…"
"You're going on a date?!" T.K. cried. He had once again taken to the air, and was hovering about the same level as Patamon's head. "With Gatomon?!"
"Somethin' wrong?" Patamon asked coolly.
T.K. tried to recompose himself and landed on the bed. It was Saturday afternoon, after all. It was perfectly normal for a teenager to do. A teenage human, that was.
"It's just that…" he stuttered, trying to get it into words. "I…I hard no idea…I mean, you and…and Gatomon… I had no idea…"
"What?" Patamon turned. "I guess I do a better job of hiding it than you do with Kar-ee."
T.K. turned red. "You said you wouldn't mention that!" he snapped, and Patamon laughed. He'd once found a picture of Kari, doodled absentmindedly on the back with hearts and scribbles that read 'T.T. + K.K. 4ever.'
"Alright, alright." Patamon said, still laughing a bit. "I said I wouldn't tell anyone, and I won't." T.K. calmed down, disgruntled.
"Besides…" Patamon continued, turning away. "She's coming over."
T.K. started again. "Who's coming over?!" he squeaked.
"Kari." Patamon said simply. "Gatomon's bringing her over. We figured you two would enjoy staying over while we're out…"
T.K. turned so red that it shone brightly through his blonde fur. "Kari?" he gasped. "She's…staying over…why?!"
"No one's home at her place, either." Patamon explained, picking his partner up. "And it's very lonely, not to mention tiring, staying by yourself and all."
The doorbell rang. "That'll be them." Patamon said cheerfully. He set T.K. down on the counter, and the creature nervously, absentmindedly, stroked down his ears, like trying to get his hair to done.
Patamon opened the door and grinned. Gatomon was there, smiling, with Kari's backpack over her shoulder. "Hey Patamon." she grinned. "Ready to go?"
"I am." Patamon nodded.
He took her bag and set it on the couch. Kari's fuzzy brown head popped out of the top. "Gah!" she spat out what looked like a ball of lint. "I had no idea it was so uncomfortable in these things!"
"It'll make you think next time, huh?" Gatomon taunted.
"At least I clean it out for you!" Kari argued. She pulled herself out of the bag and shook a few candy wrappers, a crumpled note and some lint out of her fur. "Yuck-olla."
T.K. laughed and flew over to the couch next to her. He picked up the note to throw it out, when the letters 'K.K….T.T…' caught his eye. What the…Does she? Could she…?
But before he could look further, Kari snatched it out of his hand, blushing. Holding it in her mouth, like a mama cat with a tiny kitten, she ran to the trash can and threw it in.
"We're outta here." Patamon called to T.K. "You guys have fun…Watch a movie or something."
T.K. gave him a rather helpless why-are-you-doing-this-to-me look. Patamon grinned at him, then lead Gatomon out the door.
T.K. groaned inwardly. What now? From the look on Kari's face, she was awkward too. T.K. flew to the rack of tapes, picked a comedy from the top, put it into the VCR, and settled down next to her on the couch to watch.
~ * ~ * ~
Patamon and Gatomon, meanwhile, picked a rather nice movie to watch. It was a horror film, involving a serial killer, some screaming girls, and one really stupid 'hero', but they were both tickled pink. It was their first film, for either of them.
As it wore on, it was obvious that Gatomon was more of the flirt than Patamon could ever be. Maybe it was the body, maybe it was a cat thing. Whatever it was, around a more scary part in the film, she went for it.
First she roped his leg in with her foot. Patamon glanced down at it, turning red. Then Gatomon, quick as a flash, grabbed his arm and put her head on his shoulder, just as the woman on screen screamed. "I'm scared…" she said, fakely and pitifully.
Patamon continued turning red. He pulled at his collar, which was starting to get tight. She looked up at him, smiling pitifully. "What da matter?" she asked innocently. "Don't 'cha like me?"
Patamon gulped. Then, taking a deep breath, he set his head on hers, trying not to be so darn awkward.
Gatomon grinned, getting cozy. She couldn't Digivolve, but maybe this human thing wasn't so bad after all…
~ * ~ * ~
Kari and T.K., however, were not having near as fun a time. They laughed at the jokes of the comedy show, but in between were long lulls. T.K.'s ears drooped and Kari's head rested on the couch, both were totally wiped.
"I had no idea it was so tiring…" Kari yawned. "Being without your partner…"
"I know what you mean…" T.K. muttered. "When we're back to normal, I'm never leaving Patamon at home again."
"Ditto for Gatomon." Kari sighed. "If we ever get back to normal."
"Don't be so negative." T.K. grinned. "We'll get back to normal! I'm sure we can!"
Kari turned and smiled at him. They locked eyes, then realized their lips were inches away from each other. Their eyes traveled up and down the other's body, then they both turned away.
This body stinks…They thought simultaneously.
Rats! T.K. muttered to himself. I finally get her alone long enough, and I can't do anything!
My heart's telling me to go for it… Kari thought. But how do you 'go for it' when you're a cat?!
She took a deep breath, gazing at him out of the corner of her eye. Oh well… she grinned to herself. I've got' em all to myself…I might as well get a little closer…
She edged over to him, then settled down so that they brushed against each other slightly. At first he glanced at her, wondering what she was doing, but then he smiled. The floppy orange ear draped over her and they slowly…easily…dropped off.
When Patamon and Gatomon came back about two hours later, they saw a welcome sight. Their partners, snuggled against each other, sleeping, as the VCR griped at them about rewinding the tape.
