Chapter 16: Tina and June: a Swell Team.
Pixie plucked a bottle off the shelf, opened it, and sniffed the bottle's neck. She reeled back at the smell. "This is definitely healer's alcohol if I've ever smelled the stuff!"
"Do you think these would suffice as bandages, milady?" Big Blue asked, holding out a roll of gauze.
"Probably, yes." Pixie entered the pharmacy of the supermarket, where Matt lay, sprawled out on a table with a few slickers and jackets draped over him as blankets. She put some of the alcohol on a cloth glove she'd found hanging in the store and swabbed it onto Matt's wounds. "This'll sting, but it will keep it from getting infected."
"No kidding!" Matt groaned.
Pixie wrapped the wounds in the gauze after she was done. After the alcohol had done its work, there was little bleeding to stop. The rings hadn't punctured any major blood vessels, which was nothing short of a miracle. But as Pixie finished tying the last of the bandages, she heard a metallic clink on the floor. The closest thing to this sound that she could recall was the noise of a coin falling onto a stone floor. She looked, and there was a small, box-shaped, metallic object on the ground. It had fallen from Matt's hand.
Pixie picked it up and looked it over. It had a dark-colored rectangle on one side, a horn sticking out one of the corners, and a few black spheres on the front. It seemed to have things written on it, but she couldn't read the inscription. "What on earth?" Pixie began fingering the black spheres to feel their texture, and one of them seemed to give way. She gasped as the coin exploded with light, and a strangely colored egg appeared, attached to the black rectangle on the front. She felt the egg to make sure it wasn't an illusion. It was real. "What is this?"
"I suppose it would make a good supper for you, milady."
Matt insisted, "Don't eat it! That's Gabumon, in there!"
"What?"
"The egg will hatch and grow into Gabumon," Matt insisted.
"Gabumon? …What's a Gabumon?"
"He's my digimon!"
"Digimon?" Pixie looked at Big Blue. She wondered if Matt had gone crazy. She'd never heard of he word "digimon" before.
Big Blue whispered, "He may be insane. But there is other food in this building; if he is not insane, then we shouldn't eat the egg. I recommend we don't eat it; it's a risk we don't have any real reason to take."
Pixie thought over the advice. She put the egg in a windowed box where it would probably be safe and shut the door.
"Not in the microwave!" Matt insisted.
"Just calm down. We're not eating the egg, I promise. You need to rest." It took her a while to calm Matt down; he didn't know that Pixie didn't know how to switch on the microwave. But there was a problem: as Pixie was leaving the pharmacy to get something for Matt to eat, her arm bumped the "start" button on the microwave…
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"Youngdramon, digivolve to…Ikudramon!"
"Tibemon, digivolve to…Savamon!"
Savamon drew her spear and used it to reflect away a few shots the luftwaffles were taking at them. "What're you waiting for, Ikudramon! Shoot!"
"Dynamo Blaster!" Ikudramon shouted, firing tendrils of lightning at the luftwaffles. A few went down, but not enough:
"Nne-tor-atet, noh kreshnaiona djom…nne-tor-ensio!" twenty-six of the luftwaffles became one queuebe.
"So, what's the plan?" Ikudramon asked.
"Good question--- uh-oh!" Tina yelped. "There are a lot more people in here than just a mother and daughter!"
There were two families living inside the vending station, and one of the families was out-of-place: apparently, the mother and daughter had switched ages. The mother had become a four-year-old child while the daughter had become a woman, long before she knew how to act maturely. (The poor child didn't know how to read yet, let alone how to react to everyday circumstances---normal everyday circumstances, where there isn't a horde of man-eaters around!)
"Then we have to defend them!" June shouted back. "But how?"
Tina looked at her digivice. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"
"DNA digivolve? …It's worth a try!" They clapped their digivices together.
"Ikudramon!"
"Savamon!"
"DNA digivolve to…Mermon!"
"Mermon?!" June and Tina asked simultaneously. Mermon was, as the name implied, a mermaid. She wore gold armor, she could fly through the air, and she was armed with a long-handled axe that had some weird apparatus attached to the blade.
She flew up to the queuebe. "So, you want to play a little game of combinitorics, huh? Well, two can play at that game! …Or, more to the point, twenty-eight can play at that game…"
"Y'nura Dar!" the queuebe shot a red beam at Mermon.
"Oh, no you don't! Mer Poleax!" she sliced her axe at the beam and reflected it back at the queuebe. It knocked the queuebe backwards, but didn't do any damage. "And now for the big finish! Destructor Torpedo!" Mermon aimed the tip of her axe at the queuebe, and a purple missile shot out and incinerated the queuebe. It didn't take much for her to finish the other luftwaffles, either.
Mermon flew back down to the people in the station. "You're sure it's so safe in here?" she sarcastically asked.
"…Okay, maybe not," one of them replied.