Dating Miss Biyomon
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. But this idea I'm quite confident is mine.
More clarification:
Although the ex-Digimon don't have the personalities of those they replace, they have taken on their roles. Agumon is the leader, Gomamon the oldest of the group at 13, Tento the most intelligent, and so on. But some aren't as defined- Gabumon certainly isn't as much of a rebel. (Come on, this is me. Did you really think he would be? One word: Irreplaceable.)
It's getting -very- hard to make the distinction between ex-kids and ex-Digimon in these clarifications. Plus all the ex-ing sounds clumsy. How about if I refer to ex-kids (Tai and so forth) as Digitals?
RD is still researching Taiora. I know they DO fit together, but how??? Any advice very welcome (thanks Gerjo, but I can't picture the new Digital-Sora in a hairdresser's!) Sorry about the shortness of the last chapter.
Chapter Five:
Take Your Partner By The Wing
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*Gabumon's diary*
Typical. When we want peace there's always some evil Digimon to get in the way. And now, right when we all need to get into action... we can't. We just have to sit around bored. Because the path up to the mountains is covered, COVERED, in fleeing Digimon. I am not exaggerating. Tento is onto three thousand and twenty-six. Well, he's got to do something. Palmon is brushing Mimi's fur, again. She says her Digimon just loves to look pretty. Matt is just staring into space, sitting next to me. He-
"Matt? Hey? Earth- sorry, Digiworld to Matt?" Gabumon shook his partner gently.
"Sorry, Gabu." The Digimon looked embarrassed. "I was miles away."
"What I want to know," teased his friend, "is miles away where?"
"Don't be so nosy!" Matt landed with a leap on Gabumon's chest, his feet leaving muddy smudges on the open diary. The blue-haired boy laughed and tried to throw his Digimon partner off his chest, where Matt looked very close to tearing his tee-shirt.
"Why do boys always have to fight?" Palmon asked Mimi. The delicate little Digimon rubbed one eye with her paw and sighed.
"I don't know, Palmon. Maybe it's 'cause they can't talk about things so well as us. They have to use their... er... body language instead."
"Good theory." Palmon giggled. "Wonder what Tento would make of that?"
"I wouldn't tell him, if I were you," warned Mimi.
"You really think he'd be upset?"
"No! I think he'd lose count!"
When Tento had reached five thousand, two hundred and thirty-one, the flow of fleeing Digimon began to slow. They hadn't all been the same type towards the end. Birds, lizards, unidentifiable furry creatures and one that looked like a slug. Maybe it was time to try Mimi's experiment again.
Little Kari actually had the best reflexes among the Digimon. Gomamon swore he'd seen her grab a falling branch while asleep, then turn over and keep snoring. So Kari it was who darted out and snatched a small Digimon from the path.
"It's OK," comforted Sora. "We aren't going to hurt you. We just want to know what's happening up there."
The Digimon remained frightenedly silent. "Desperate times call for desperate measures," Agumon sighed. He felt in his bag. "Would you like some chocolate?"
*Gabumon's diary*
Mountains look a lot easier to climb in films. My feet ache and I don't think Matt's much better. This is meant to be a few minutes' breather. Agumon won't allow more than that since he saw the smoke. Something's on fire up there.
Bi and Sora are messing about while the rest of us collapse on the rocks. Sora saw some bird Digimon and she was wondering aloud if birds can dance. I mean, birds? Do birds even have girlfriends? But Bi was away with it. "Heehee, that would be funny! Take your part-ner by-the-wing, beak to beak and flap!"
Got to go. Agumon just stood up to leave.
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They kept walking. From time to time Bi would do a few dance steps and send Sora into giggles.
Agumon kept the group on their feet until well after dark. It was a long way to the top, but even against the night sky smoke was still visible. Palmon was starting to cough. She hated the smoke in the air.
Still the odd lone Digimon would trail its way in the opposite direction. The kids barely noticed them now, with the exception of the still-counting Tento. He seemed not even to realise he was doing it now; it was just something he had started and couldn't stop.
Eventually the trail in front of them became a steep cliff. Nothing daunted, Gomamon got out a length of rope. "I picked this up in the real world. Thought we might need it."
"I'll never understand you if I live to be a hundred," murmured Agumon. "You thought we might need a length of rope? What else have you got in there, the kitchen sink?"
"Well?" Gomamon shrugged. "Joe persuaded me."
The cautious little Rookie shuffled his feet. "We DO need it, though. I was right."
Agumon helped Bi and the ever-helpful Gomamon to the top, followed by Patamon, who had to scramble a bit near the top. As Gabumon took the rope, he paused. "Can you guys hear something?"
"Probably just another Digimon," sighed Palmon. "Can we get up now? I don't like to sound selfish, but I'd rather not-" she coughed- "be here any longer than I have to."
It was, indeed, another Digimon. Small, furry, and distinctly distressed.
However, it was going the wrong way.
Four Digidestined sat at the top of the cliff. Gomamon lay with his feet on a rock. Gabumon was hanging halfway up the rope, relaying to his friends every word that the newcomer said.
"There's trouble somewhere further down the mountains," he yelled. "Sounds like Myotismon. Some sort of huge bat at any rate, and it doesn't sound like Demidevimon to me."
Agumon looked agonised. "But some Digimon might need our help up there..."
The newcomer stood frantically wringing her paws.
"No problem," smiled Gabumon. "You take Bi and the others and go on. We'll catch you up once we know what's going on here."
With a last worried glance over his shoulder, Agumon led the three other Digidestined along the mountain path. Some way behind him, Gabumon had lifted his Digimon onto one shoulder and was hurrying towards an unknown situation. He allowed himself a grin. It would be fun to be the leader for once.
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Well, there we are.
Litanya- Thanks. Will do.
Gerjo- As always, many thanks for the support.
KaguyaEvenstar- [smiles]
Miaow227- Can you log in yet?
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. But this idea I'm quite confident is mine.
More clarification:
Although the ex-Digimon don't have the personalities of those they replace, they have taken on their roles. Agumon is the leader, Gomamon the oldest of the group at 13, Tento the most intelligent, and so on. But some aren't as defined- Gabumon certainly isn't as much of a rebel. (Come on, this is me. Did you really think he would be? One word: Irreplaceable.)
It's getting -very- hard to make the distinction between ex-kids and ex-Digimon in these clarifications. Plus all the ex-ing sounds clumsy. How about if I refer to ex-kids (Tai and so forth) as Digitals?
RD is still researching Taiora. I know they DO fit together, but how??? Any advice very welcome (thanks Gerjo, but I can't picture the new Digital-Sora in a hairdresser's!) Sorry about the shortness of the last chapter.
Chapter Five:
Take Your Partner By The Wing
------
*Gabumon's diary*
Typical. When we want peace there's always some evil Digimon to get in the way. And now, right when we all need to get into action... we can't. We just have to sit around bored. Because the path up to the mountains is covered, COVERED, in fleeing Digimon. I am not exaggerating. Tento is onto three thousand and twenty-six. Well, he's got to do something. Palmon is brushing Mimi's fur, again. She says her Digimon just loves to look pretty. Matt is just staring into space, sitting next to me. He-
"Matt? Hey? Earth- sorry, Digiworld to Matt?" Gabumon shook his partner gently.
"Sorry, Gabu." The Digimon looked embarrassed. "I was miles away."
"What I want to know," teased his friend, "is miles away where?"
"Don't be so nosy!" Matt landed with a leap on Gabumon's chest, his feet leaving muddy smudges on the open diary. The blue-haired boy laughed and tried to throw his Digimon partner off his chest, where Matt looked very close to tearing his tee-shirt.
"Why do boys always have to fight?" Palmon asked Mimi. The delicate little Digimon rubbed one eye with her paw and sighed.
"I don't know, Palmon. Maybe it's 'cause they can't talk about things so well as us. They have to use their... er... body language instead."
"Good theory." Palmon giggled. "Wonder what Tento would make of that?"
"I wouldn't tell him, if I were you," warned Mimi.
"You really think he'd be upset?"
"No! I think he'd lose count!"
When Tento had reached five thousand, two hundred and thirty-one, the flow of fleeing Digimon began to slow. They hadn't all been the same type towards the end. Birds, lizards, unidentifiable furry creatures and one that looked like a slug. Maybe it was time to try Mimi's experiment again.
Little Kari actually had the best reflexes among the Digimon. Gomamon swore he'd seen her grab a falling branch while asleep, then turn over and keep snoring. So Kari it was who darted out and snatched a small Digimon from the path.
"It's OK," comforted Sora. "We aren't going to hurt you. We just want to know what's happening up there."
The Digimon remained frightenedly silent. "Desperate times call for desperate measures," Agumon sighed. He felt in his bag. "Would you like some chocolate?"
*Gabumon's diary*
Mountains look a lot easier to climb in films. My feet ache and I don't think Matt's much better. This is meant to be a few minutes' breather. Agumon won't allow more than that since he saw the smoke. Something's on fire up there.
Bi and Sora are messing about while the rest of us collapse on the rocks. Sora saw some bird Digimon and she was wondering aloud if birds can dance. I mean, birds? Do birds even have girlfriends? But Bi was away with it. "Heehee, that would be funny! Take your part-ner by-the-wing, beak to beak and flap!"
Got to go. Agumon just stood up to leave.
-
They kept walking. From time to time Bi would do a few dance steps and send Sora into giggles.
Agumon kept the group on their feet until well after dark. It was a long way to the top, but even against the night sky smoke was still visible. Palmon was starting to cough. She hated the smoke in the air.
Still the odd lone Digimon would trail its way in the opposite direction. The kids barely noticed them now, with the exception of the still-counting Tento. He seemed not even to realise he was doing it now; it was just something he had started and couldn't stop.
Eventually the trail in front of them became a steep cliff. Nothing daunted, Gomamon got out a length of rope. "I picked this up in the real world. Thought we might need it."
"I'll never understand you if I live to be a hundred," murmured Agumon. "You thought we might need a length of rope? What else have you got in there, the kitchen sink?"
"Well?" Gomamon shrugged. "Joe persuaded me."
The cautious little Rookie shuffled his feet. "We DO need it, though. I was right."
Agumon helped Bi and the ever-helpful Gomamon to the top, followed by Patamon, who had to scramble a bit near the top. As Gabumon took the rope, he paused. "Can you guys hear something?"
"Probably just another Digimon," sighed Palmon. "Can we get up now? I don't like to sound selfish, but I'd rather not-" she coughed- "be here any longer than I have to."
It was, indeed, another Digimon. Small, furry, and distinctly distressed.
However, it was going the wrong way.
Four Digidestined sat at the top of the cliff. Gomamon lay with his feet on a rock. Gabumon was hanging halfway up the rope, relaying to his friends every word that the newcomer said.
"There's trouble somewhere further down the mountains," he yelled. "Sounds like Myotismon. Some sort of huge bat at any rate, and it doesn't sound like Demidevimon to me."
Agumon looked agonised. "But some Digimon might need our help up there..."
The newcomer stood frantically wringing her paws.
"No problem," smiled Gabumon. "You take Bi and the others and go on. We'll catch you up once we know what's going on here."
With a last worried glance over his shoulder, Agumon led the three other Digidestined along the mountain path. Some way behind him, Gabumon had lifted his Digimon onto one shoulder and was hurrying towards an unknown situation. He allowed himself a grin. It would be fun to be the leader for once.
-----
Well, there we are.
Litanya- Thanks. Will do.
Gerjo- As always, many thanks for the support.
KaguyaEvenstar- [smiles]
Miaow227- Can you log in yet?
