Here we go again!
And, thank you to all my reviewers. I'm trying to get the future chapter firmed up with such things as when and how the gang'll get back together...*looks in Flameshe's direction* Hint, Hint Nudge, Nudge. Anyway, here's the story!
Crossing Paths
Family Matters
*So, how exactly are we going to do this?* Bee questioned as he raced down the street towards my home.
*The way we did it last time. Just walk on in and smile,* I replied, *Of course, last time, my parents didn't have a gun hanging on the mantle piece...*
*Yeah, a hunting gun,* Impy stated. *I say you go in, tell them that you have some friends to meet, and ask them to put the gun up.*
*They'd never do that.* I sighed. *Overprotective of themselves. Remember, they think I'm a gangster.*
*Oh... yeah... forgot...* Impy muttered.
*How about you take Impy in first, then let me and Bee in through the backyard?* Black suggested.
*All right, then they can get over you guys easier... I think...* I thought- muttered, scratching my head as Bee parked the bike. The door to my house opened to reveal my father with the shotgun and my mother hiding behind him.
"Hey, Mr. Micelles, Mrs. Micelles.... I...uh... have some friends I want you to meet," I stuttered, hand behind my head in an embarrassed manner.
*Shoot! He's got the shotgun out already!!* I mind-gulped.
*Don't worry. He won't fire it... I hope...* Bee mentally gulped.
*Oh, real full of confidence, eh Bee?* I thought-muttered, standing slowly up off the bike. Taking Impy in my arms, I walked slowly and deliberately to the front door.
"Now look, can we all just get inside and CALMLY discuss a few dozen things like a functional mixed family?" I tried, walking through the door with Bee and Black behind me. The Micelles had already moved back into the house and were still gawking at Bee.
"Hi-yah..." Bee greeted as he walked into the living room.
"I...it.... talked, Richard! The thing talked!" Mrs. Micelles panicked. I slapped my forehead in frustration.
"Black, you know how to make coffee, right? In the kitchen, third shelf from the top, if you wouldn't mind. Bee, you go grab that scroll-spell- thingy from my room. Impy, park it on the table. Mrs. Micelles, Mr. Micelles, I suggest you take a seat," I ordered. Bee went upstairs to my room, Black entered into the kitchen, Impy parked his duff, and the Micelles groggily took a seat on the larger sofa.
*Well, that's shock number one, two, and three out of the way,* Bee huffed. I let out a sigh as I pulled up a seat on the carpet in front of the sofa but behind the coffee table.
"Mr. Micelles, Mrs. Micelles, I'd like to introduce you to Impy," I smiled, waving over at Impy.
"Hello, name's Impy," Impy smiled.
*Well, that was intelligent sounding, Impy,* I thought sardonically.
"He's my youngest Digimon partner. Bee, the one who went upstairs, is the middle-aged one, and though Black might not look it, he's the eldest of the three," I smiled as coffee smells started filling the house. The scent more than the beverage started waking the Micelles up from their stunned stupor.
"T...they're what?" Mr. Micelles asked.
"We're Digimon: Digital Monsters," Impy explained, jumping up from the table.
"M...monsters?" Mrs. Micelles gulped.
"Don't take it the wrong way, these three are almost angels," I smiled, leaning back, "It's the ones that try to destroy the world that are the problem."
"D...destroy the world?" Mr. Micelles gulped.
"Uh... yeah... Yah see, your kid's a Monster Tamer, and to be specific, she's our Tamer," Bee stated as he walked back down stairs. He then dashed over towards the kitchen just in time to catch the tray Black was trying to carry into the room before it spilled on the carpet.
"Whew, thanks, Bee," Black thanked as he too walked over to the room and took a seat next to me. Bee laid the tray down on the coffee table, revealing its contests to be coffee, cream, sugar, and assorted rolls.
"Hey, we just needed coffee, not a whole breakfast spread!" I gulped, grabbing a roll.
"You might just need coffee, but personally, I'm hungry," Black replied, grabbing several bread products as he lounged back. Impy grabbed about three and Bee grabbed five. I just grabbed the last roll and passed my 'parents' the last pieces of toast.
"Thanks, Black," Bee thanked before he gulped down his breads.
"I see another reason why they call them monsters..." Mr. Micelles gulped, noting the way the boys gobbled down their bread.
"I... haven't really had time to train them on their table manners..." I confessed, blushing slightly.
"So... uh..." Mrs. Micelles tried to start up a conversation, "This is the reason why you were always late home from school?" I slightly dulled at that topic and lowered my half eaten roll.
"I... have to tell you two something," I confessed, my mood growing dark. The other three picked up on it and slightly slowed in their meals.
"We're listening," Mr. Micelles replied.
"You know in my record about my sudden disappearance around this time last year?" I asked. The two nodded yes.
"During that time, there was a crisis in our home world, the Digital World," Bee stated.
"We didn't want to, but we had to go and help sort the crisis out," Impy pouted.
"Jennifer refused to leave us, so she came along too," Black somewhat smiled.
"As it all turned out, the trouble was caused by a few corrupted Digimon and humans," I smiled sadly. "One of the humans who caused the trouble, my past father Elrond, is back again...My partners and I have no choice but to return to the Digital World and stop him at all costs."
"Even if it means we must give our lives..." Black whispered.
"Then we'll do it," Impy stated.
"Because we know," Bee continued.
"That we're the only ones who can do it and do it right!" I stated firmly, standing up from my spot. Mr. and Mrs. Micelles seemed slightly lost at all this, and blinked several times.
"You.... you can't be serious!" Mrs. Micelles stated, jumping up from her seat, nearly spilling her coffee.
"Jennifer, see reason here! Not even the police, CIA, and FBI have been able to stop Elrond. What makes you think that you'll have any chance?" Mr. Micelles demanded, also standing.
"Take a look around, pop, and count the noses," Impy smiled.
"We've faced Elrond before, when we were at half strength, and managed to beat him senseless. We should do fine this time around." Black stated factually.
"But... but how will you even get there?" Mrs. Micelles stated.
"We've got a couple of options," I smiled.
"We either A) take a random computer terminal and hope we get to the right place. Or B) use this black portal command and warp there instantly," Bee smiled, holding up the floppy disk that had been in my room.
"...All right...I see we have no say in the matter...." Mr. Micelles sighed, placing his coffee cup on the table. "Rachel, please go help Jennifer pack the necessary supplies."
"B...but Richard!" Mrs. Micelles whined.
"Now, Rachel," Mr. Micelles ordered, his voice becoming hard. "You three stay here."
*Talk to yah later!* I smiled, walking upstairs with Mrs. Micelles to start packing the needed things.
"Now look, I know I'm not an expert on these things, but I want you to promise me one thing, all three of you," Mr. Micelles demanded.
"If it's that we'll make sure Nina lives, you don't even have to ask," Bee smiled. Mr. Micelles seemed a little confused, but brushed it off.
"I'll take your word for it," Mr. Micelles sighed.
"Good..." Bee sighed.
"All set!" I laughed as I jumped down stairs. Mrs. Micelles seemed saddened about all this, but I laughed it off. "Relax, will you two?! I'm only going to be gone for a month at the most and I've got these three overprotective brothers to keep me alive!"
"Brothers? Is that how you see them?" Mrs. Micelles spat. "As far as I can see, all they are is trouble. They're putting you into an extremely dangerous situation!"
"I have to go, with or without them. Elrond is MY problem, and heaven help the person who tries to help him gain his dark power," I replied, looking squarely in my 'parents' eyes.
"Ah man, the mood just turned sour. Let's get out of here already!" Impy jumped.
"Right on, Impy! Last one to Bee's bike hatched from a rotten Digi-egg!" I laughed as I ran through the front door at top speed.
"No fair!" the three remaining in my dust trail complained as they pilled through the door, stopping just for a quick second to say goodbye to my parents.
"Remember! If she comes back with even a hair on her head gone, it'll be the dissecting table for all three of you!" Mr. Micelles warned.
"Yes, sir!" Bee laughed, hopping on behind Impy. The riding order for the bike was me in front, Impy squished behind me, Bee with his arms stretched way out to the handle bars, and Black being supported by Bee's tail and his own natural balance.
"Disk?" I asked. I was handed the disk by Impy who removed it from Bee's pocket.
"Backpack?" Black asked.
"Already stored in the bike, dummy," I replied as I inserted the disk. There was a whir of moving parts and a warming engine, then a blur as the portal opened in front of us.
"Next stop, Digital World! Hang tight!" Bee laughed, revving his engine. With yet another of his classic mini sonic booms, we were off, tearing down threw cyberspace.
*Get ready for the fight of your life, Elrond, because we're not letting you continue any more!*
* * * * * * * * * * * *
And they're off! What'll they see? Who'll they find? Are they still being cursed by the stupid Black Portals?
Bee: I hope not, 'cause if this goes like the last one did....
*evil smile* Ha! No fears, everyone! I'm working on a special story just for Black Portal mess-ups that I might post upon its completion. And, thanks again to Corran Nackatori for doing the editing!
PLEASE REVIEW!
And, thank you to all my reviewers. I'm trying to get the future chapter firmed up with such things as when and how the gang'll get back together...*looks in Flameshe's direction* Hint, Hint Nudge, Nudge. Anyway, here's the story!
Crossing Paths
Family Matters
*So, how exactly are we going to do this?* Bee questioned as he raced down the street towards my home.
*The way we did it last time. Just walk on in and smile,* I replied, *Of course, last time, my parents didn't have a gun hanging on the mantle piece...*
*Yeah, a hunting gun,* Impy stated. *I say you go in, tell them that you have some friends to meet, and ask them to put the gun up.*
*They'd never do that.* I sighed. *Overprotective of themselves. Remember, they think I'm a gangster.*
*Oh... yeah... forgot...* Impy muttered.
*How about you take Impy in first, then let me and Bee in through the backyard?* Black suggested.
*All right, then they can get over you guys easier... I think...* I thought- muttered, scratching my head as Bee parked the bike. The door to my house opened to reveal my father with the shotgun and my mother hiding behind him.
"Hey, Mr. Micelles, Mrs. Micelles.... I...uh... have some friends I want you to meet," I stuttered, hand behind my head in an embarrassed manner.
*Shoot! He's got the shotgun out already!!* I mind-gulped.
*Don't worry. He won't fire it... I hope...* Bee mentally gulped.
*Oh, real full of confidence, eh Bee?* I thought-muttered, standing slowly up off the bike. Taking Impy in my arms, I walked slowly and deliberately to the front door.
"Now look, can we all just get inside and CALMLY discuss a few dozen things like a functional mixed family?" I tried, walking through the door with Bee and Black behind me. The Micelles had already moved back into the house and were still gawking at Bee.
"Hi-yah..." Bee greeted as he walked into the living room.
"I...it.... talked, Richard! The thing talked!" Mrs. Micelles panicked. I slapped my forehead in frustration.
"Black, you know how to make coffee, right? In the kitchen, third shelf from the top, if you wouldn't mind. Bee, you go grab that scroll-spell- thingy from my room. Impy, park it on the table. Mrs. Micelles, Mr. Micelles, I suggest you take a seat," I ordered. Bee went upstairs to my room, Black entered into the kitchen, Impy parked his duff, and the Micelles groggily took a seat on the larger sofa.
*Well, that's shock number one, two, and three out of the way,* Bee huffed. I let out a sigh as I pulled up a seat on the carpet in front of the sofa but behind the coffee table.
"Mr. Micelles, Mrs. Micelles, I'd like to introduce you to Impy," I smiled, waving over at Impy.
"Hello, name's Impy," Impy smiled.
*Well, that was intelligent sounding, Impy,* I thought sardonically.
"He's my youngest Digimon partner. Bee, the one who went upstairs, is the middle-aged one, and though Black might not look it, he's the eldest of the three," I smiled as coffee smells started filling the house. The scent more than the beverage started waking the Micelles up from their stunned stupor.
"T...they're what?" Mr. Micelles asked.
"We're Digimon: Digital Monsters," Impy explained, jumping up from the table.
"M...monsters?" Mrs. Micelles gulped.
"Don't take it the wrong way, these three are almost angels," I smiled, leaning back, "It's the ones that try to destroy the world that are the problem."
"D...destroy the world?" Mr. Micelles gulped.
"Uh... yeah... Yah see, your kid's a Monster Tamer, and to be specific, she's our Tamer," Bee stated as he walked back down stairs. He then dashed over towards the kitchen just in time to catch the tray Black was trying to carry into the room before it spilled on the carpet.
"Whew, thanks, Bee," Black thanked as he too walked over to the room and took a seat next to me. Bee laid the tray down on the coffee table, revealing its contests to be coffee, cream, sugar, and assorted rolls.
"Hey, we just needed coffee, not a whole breakfast spread!" I gulped, grabbing a roll.
"You might just need coffee, but personally, I'm hungry," Black replied, grabbing several bread products as he lounged back. Impy grabbed about three and Bee grabbed five. I just grabbed the last roll and passed my 'parents' the last pieces of toast.
"Thanks, Black," Bee thanked before he gulped down his breads.
"I see another reason why they call them monsters..." Mr. Micelles gulped, noting the way the boys gobbled down their bread.
"I... haven't really had time to train them on their table manners..." I confessed, blushing slightly.
"So... uh..." Mrs. Micelles tried to start up a conversation, "This is the reason why you were always late home from school?" I slightly dulled at that topic and lowered my half eaten roll.
"I... have to tell you two something," I confessed, my mood growing dark. The other three picked up on it and slightly slowed in their meals.
"We're listening," Mr. Micelles replied.
"You know in my record about my sudden disappearance around this time last year?" I asked. The two nodded yes.
"During that time, there was a crisis in our home world, the Digital World," Bee stated.
"We didn't want to, but we had to go and help sort the crisis out," Impy pouted.
"Jennifer refused to leave us, so she came along too," Black somewhat smiled.
"As it all turned out, the trouble was caused by a few corrupted Digimon and humans," I smiled sadly. "One of the humans who caused the trouble, my past father Elrond, is back again...My partners and I have no choice but to return to the Digital World and stop him at all costs."
"Even if it means we must give our lives..." Black whispered.
"Then we'll do it," Impy stated.
"Because we know," Bee continued.
"That we're the only ones who can do it and do it right!" I stated firmly, standing up from my spot. Mr. and Mrs. Micelles seemed slightly lost at all this, and blinked several times.
"You.... you can't be serious!" Mrs. Micelles stated, jumping up from her seat, nearly spilling her coffee.
"Jennifer, see reason here! Not even the police, CIA, and FBI have been able to stop Elrond. What makes you think that you'll have any chance?" Mr. Micelles demanded, also standing.
"Take a look around, pop, and count the noses," Impy smiled.
"We've faced Elrond before, when we were at half strength, and managed to beat him senseless. We should do fine this time around." Black stated factually.
"But... but how will you even get there?" Mrs. Micelles stated.
"We've got a couple of options," I smiled.
"We either A) take a random computer terminal and hope we get to the right place. Or B) use this black portal command and warp there instantly," Bee smiled, holding up the floppy disk that had been in my room.
"...All right...I see we have no say in the matter...." Mr. Micelles sighed, placing his coffee cup on the table. "Rachel, please go help Jennifer pack the necessary supplies."
"B...but Richard!" Mrs. Micelles whined.
"Now, Rachel," Mr. Micelles ordered, his voice becoming hard. "You three stay here."
*Talk to yah later!* I smiled, walking upstairs with Mrs. Micelles to start packing the needed things.
"Now look, I know I'm not an expert on these things, but I want you to promise me one thing, all three of you," Mr. Micelles demanded.
"If it's that we'll make sure Nina lives, you don't even have to ask," Bee smiled. Mr. Micelles seemed a little confused, but brushed it off.
"I'll take your word for it," Mr. Micelles sighed.
"Good..." Bee sighed.
"All set!" I laughed as I jumped down stairs. Mrs. Micelles seemed saddened about all this, but I laughed it off. "Relax, will you two?! I'm only going to be gone for a month at the most and I've got these three overprotective brothers to keep me alive!"
"Brothers? Is that how you see them?" Mrs. Micelles spat. "As far as I can see, all they are is trouble. They're putting you into an extremely dangerous situation!"
"I have to go, with or without them. Elrond is MY problem, and heaven help the person who tries to help him gain his dark power," I replied, looking squarely in my 'parents' eyes.
"Ah man, the mood just turned sour. Let's get out of here already!" Impy jumped.
"Right on, Impy! Last one to Bee's bike hatched from a rotten Digi-egg!" I laughed as I ran through the front door at top speed.
"No fair!" the three remaining in my dust trail complained as they pilled through the door, stopping just for a quick second to say goodbye to my parents.
"Remember! If she comes back with even a hair on her head gone, it'll be the dissecting table for all three of you!" Mr. Micelles warned.
"Yes, sir!" Bee laughed, hopping on behind Impy. The riding order for the bike was me in front, Impy squished behind me, Bee with his arms stretched way out to the handle bars, and Black being supported by Bee's tail and his own natural balance.
"Disk?" I asked. I was handed the disk by Impy who removed it from Bee's pocket.
"Backpack?" Black asked.
"Already stored in the bike, dummy," I replied as I inserted the disk. There was a whir of moving parts and a warming engine, then a blur as the portal opened in front of us.
"Next stop, Digital World! Hang tight!" Bee laughed, revving his engine. With yet another of his classic mini sonic booms, we were off, tearing down threw cyberspace.
*Get ready for the fight of your life, Elrond, because we're not letting you continue any more!*
* * * * * * * * * * * *
And they're off! What'll they see? Who'll they find? Are they still being cursed by the stupid Black Portals?
Bee: I hope not, 'cause if this goes like the last one did....
*evil smile* Ha! No fears, everyone! I'm working on a special story just for Black Portal mess-ups that I might post upon its completion. And, thanks again to Corran Nackatori for doing the editing!
PLEASE REVIEW!