Well, I'm kinda stuck at the time I'm writing this, but be patient, I have
not had a day where I didn't update, have I? Oh, and I you are still
following this, please tell me, I haven't had any reviews since chapter
six. Oh, well, it's the price us authors pay for our 'art.'
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Tk seemed a bit preoccupied. Kari had noticed, but she was too afraid that it might be what she thought it was about. Suddenly he asked an unexpected question.
"Kari, what happened after Seraphimon was hit by the 'thing?'" Kari had feared this, but she knew she had to answer it.
"Well, I went over to see if you were alright, and our crests just started glowing, and we just, well, digivolved with our digimon." Tk seemed to mull over the whole thing. It seemed incomplete to him, somehow. But he had gotten his answer and was grateful for it. He contemplated the whole thing, then realised he wouldn't find anything for a while. He sighed and gave up, for now anyway. He went back to enjoying Kari's presence, finding her eyes and falling, while she kept, and eventually, stopped and stared. He pulled away and they laughed, and enjoyed every second of it. They were at home now.
Davis was not so happy. He knew that it would end up worse. But there was always perfect Tk, and he had always stood in his shadow. He was sick of it. 'Look at Tk, he's so great, why can't Davis be more responsible like him.' He had had enough of it. But Tk was hurt and had a fractured wrist. He'd never hear the end of it anyway if he attacked Tk up front. Because of this, it would take him quite a while to figure out a plan, so Tk and Kari had some time. But as soon as Tk was free from his disability, he was going to get it. He and that stupid flying pig of his.
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"Veemon, c'mon, we gotta practice." Veemon didn't know what to do. Why would Davis want to practice.
"Davis, why do we gotta practice?" He asked, annoyed.
"Look, IT might still be around, so we've gotta watch out." Davis was lying, but he was telling the truth.
IT sensed a host. Yes, a host to it's torment, to its spite, its hatred. He was battling against it. IT knew it had no time. It took its chance, and flew right into Davis' rapidly closing mouth.
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Ok, its short, but it had a proper focus, and the plot development was vital. You'll probably get another chapter today. I really want to write up some action(I just saw the Matrix for the 6th time.) Anyways, I've got a plan set up for this ending,
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Tk seemed a bit preoccupied. Kari had noticed, but she was too afraid that it might be what she thought it was about. Suddenly he asked an unexpected question.
"Kari, what happened after Seraphimon was hit by the 'thing?'" Kari had feared this, but she knew she had to answer it.
"Well, I went over to see if you were alright, and our crests just started glowing, and we just, well, digivolved with our digimon." Tk seemed to mull over the whole thing. It seemed incomplete to him, somehow. But he had gotten his answer and was grateful for it. He contemplated the whole thing, then realised he wouldn't find anything for a while. He sighed and gave up, for now anyway. He went back to enjoying Kari's presence, finding her eyes and falling, while she kept, and eventually, stopped and stared. He pulled away and they laughed, and enjoyed every second of it. They were at home now.
Davis was not so happy. He knew that it would end up worse. But there was always perfect Tk, and he had always stood in his shadow. He was sick of it. 'Look at Tk, he's so great, why can't Davis be more responsible like him.' He had had enough of it. But Tk was hurt and had a fractured wrist. He'd never hear the end of it anyway if he attacked Tk up front. Because of this, it would take him quite a while to figure out a plan, so Tk and Kari had some time. But as soon as Tk was free from his disability, he was going to get it. He and that stupid flying pig of his.
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"Veemon, c'mon, we gotta practice." Veemon didn't know what to do. Why would Davis want to practice.
"Davis, why do we gotta practice?" He asked, annoyed.
"Look, IT might still be around, so we've gotta watch out." Davis was lying, but he was telling the truth.
IT sensed a host. Yes, a host to it's torment, to its spite, its hatred. He was battling against it. IT knew it had no time. It took its chance, and flew right into Davis' rapidly closing mouth.
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Ok, its short, but it had a proper focus, and the plot development was vital. You'll probably get another chapter today. I really want to write up some action(I just saw the Matrix for the 6th time.) Anyways, I've got a plan set up for this ending,