Disclaimer: I'm not sure if the characters are even similar enough to the show for me to even have to do this, because this is quite OOC… but I do not own Digimon, or the characters. I do enjoy prostituting them, making them sell drugs, having them randomly hook up, and have them somehow not able to realize they are nearing 9 months along in their pregnancy.
Speaking of: I thought I'd post a helpful character status chart, since this is probably superbly confusing. AND they're alphabetized. Goody!
Cody - Spends most of his time trying to convince Yolei of her approaching motherhood.
Davis - Being abused by his father. This was just sort of in the beginning, I'll cont. on it more later.
Izzy - Gay.
Jun - Stalking Izzy.
Kari - Compulsive shoplifter, dating TK
Ken - In case you didn't catch this, it was hinted that he had killed himself 6 months ago. This will be worked in later - they don't talk about it for a REASON, okay?
Matt - Drug dealer, addicted to several drugs. Small-time rock star.
Mimi - Binge drinker, had/having affair with Tai.
Sora - Once found out about Tai, decided to make him jealous with prostitute. Ended up picking up TK. Drama!
Tai - Depressed, self-mutilator, smokes, drinks, etc. Cheating on Sora with Mimi.
TK - Recently exposed by Sora as a teenage prostitute.
Yolei - Can't seem to comprehend that she is very, very pregnant.
Voila Chapter 6!
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A very strange sound came from Matt's throat as he woke up at 2 PM. Last night's show had lasted 'til around 1 and he and the rest of the band had stayed up 'til around 6 tripping on acid, smoking whatever they could find, and trying out new material.
It made him feel a little unusual to notice this, but his "#1 fan" had been curiously absent at last night's show. Typically, from his spot at the front of the stage, he could spot Jun sitting somewhere within the vicinity, smiling that so-creepy-you-just-wanna-kick-her smile.
He sauntered out to the coffee pot, flipping the switch to the on position before heading to the fridge to resurrect some three-day-old pizza. Five minutes passed and he poured himself a cup of coffee - black - and sat down to check his voice mail.
The first two messages were from Jill, a girl he had hooked up with about a month ago after this great set they played at that exclusive club down on 2nd Avenue. Long story short, he had unwittingly given her his phone number while stoned out of his mind. Over the subsequent weeks, she had morphed into a Semi-Jun, leaving a bright, cheery message on his voice mail every morning, asking why he hadn't called. The next one was from Brent, the band's drummer, asking Matt to hook his friend up with some pot this afternoon behind that closed-down karaoke bar. He looked down at the phone: one more message - the number shown was TK's cell. Where was the kid nowadays anyway?
"Hey Matt… I'm in trouble," he sounded worried, "Sora, ah, Sora caught me… uh… doing something I'm, uh, probably not supposed to. Can you pleeease call my mom and tell her I was, uh, at… uh, your show last night and just spent the night afterwards? Thanks, bro."
Matt sighed, wondering what it was that TK had actually done wrong… the boy was so dull. Sora had probably caught him copying one of Izzy's old AP Chemistry essays or something stupid like that. Chuckling, he began to dial the number of TK's mother.
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By the time Kari awoke, the same giddy smile was still spread across her face as had been last night, she rolled over with a dreamy sigh, closing her eyes to begin that extra 10 minutes of sleep. Just as she had begun to drift off, the phone on her nightstand chirped. Giggling as she shifted positions again, she sat and listened to the opening bars of 'Baby Got Back', which she had downloaded as a ringtone. After the third time through, Kari snatched up the phone before the voicemail could take the call. "Hi…" she said amidst a yawn.
"Kari? Hey."
Her face twisted into a worried expression, she could tell it was Sora. Sora usually called when something was wrong with Tai. Especially if she called on a Saturday morning. "Hey Sora… what's up?"
Sora clenched her teeth, her mind racing to find the words to break the news to her. Might as well just start at the beginning, "Well," she inhaled deeply, "Your brother cheated on me."
"What?" Kari bolted up in her bed, "I'll kill 'im, Sora! You don't deserve that!"
A light sigh emitted from the other end as Sora fumbled for the words, "With Mimi," Kari gasped, but she continued on, "But don't get too riled up, Kari, it gets worse."
Teeth gritted, Kari muttered, "How could it get any worse? You deserve better than him and you know it. And you deserve a better friend than Mimi if she would do that do you." She hugged her pillow tightly, trying not to scream. How could Tai do this?
"Calm down, Kari. I told you it gets worse. The rest… is about you."
"What did I do?" she asked.
Sora paused, trying desperately to think of something to say, "Not you directly - it's about TK." She halted, expecting another enraged outburst from Kari, but the line stayed quiet, Sora took in another deep breath and continued, "I was mad. And I did something irrational, just to piss your brother off. And you should never do this… I mean, look what happened to me. But I… oh, Kari. It sounds so stupid, but… I was going to pick up a prostitute."
Despite herself, Kari chuckled, "What?!"
"A male one, Kari."
"…Oh."
"And well," she tried to think of how to say it, "I pulled up to this guy, and, uh, you know, he gave me a price and, well… I'm so sorry."
"About what?" Kari asked, puzzled.
Another deep breath, "It was TK."
"That's not funny, Sora."
"I'm not laughing."
They both sat in silence, as a million thoughts raced through Kari's head. After what seemed like forever, she finally spoke, "You're trying to tell me that my boyfriend, whom I have known since I was eight, is a PROSTITUTE? That is so ridiculous that I am not even going to laugh."
Eyes widened, Sora sat, stunned. How could she not… "Why the hell would I ADMIT to picking up a HOOKER if I wasn't going to tell you something IMPORTANT?"
Memories of the last couple months flooded Kari like a river; TK always having to leave early when they hung out, TK always having money to pay for everyone's ticket to the movies, or picking up the lunch tab most of the time, TK missing first period more often than attending it… Sora's revelation was beginning to make some sense… "No," she said softly.
"Listen, I'm real sorry I had to tell you…" she stopped, hearing a click, ensuing that Kari had hung up.
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"Owwww…" Yolei groaned, clutching her clearly protruding stomach, "Ever since I put on all this damn weight, my stomach aches, like, every day," she said miserably.
Cody and Davis's eyes stared back at her blankly. Even Davis had given up trying to convince her of the painfully obvious. After an awkward silence, Davis grabbed the remote and turned on a soccer match. Nothing else to say, the three sat in front of the TV; Cody and Yolei halfheartedly watching, Davis more so.
Yolei suddenly twisted in pain, "Aaaah!" More dull gazes. "There we go," she smiled, "It's gone. They only seem to come every couple minutes anyway…"
Slowly, Cody and Davis turned to each other, "Oh, my God." Cody breathed.
"YEAH!!" Davis bellowed. Cody shot him a look, "Did you SEE that?" he said, awestruck. "Oh… oh YEAH. We gotta get her to the HOSPITAL." Fed up, Cody rolled his eyes as Davis headed off to the phone.
"Gosh," Yolei said from her place on the floor, "I don't need to go to the hospital for a silly little tummy ache."
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She must have told Kari by now. It was only logical. He had to find her. But where would she be? Not at home - that much was obvious… she knew TK would look for her there. The park, maybe… Kari loved the maple trees… no, wait a minute! She was an 18-year-old girl, how could he BE so dumb?
Retail therapy!
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Careless, she knew this was careless, but how much did it matter any more? But the guy in the cosmetic store had practically stopped her as she was leaving. The innocent face she had perfected over the years had ultimately worked to her advantage and prevented the security guard from calling her on the contents of her shopping bag and Kari knew it. Thing was… she almost wanted to get caught. Lord knows she had an excuse -- her boyfriend was a whore for God's sake!
That was just it… kids like them weren't hookers! They owned Playstation 2s and drove their parents cars to the mall, they went to the movies every Friday… not the corner across the road! And besides… she hadn't even HEARD of a male prostitute, yet alone ever dreamed she would be dating one!
Still pondering this, she turned into a trendy boutique. She came here often, usually didn't even take anything: security system would be too risky, she had concluded. But she liked to try on the cocktail dresses and imagine herself at some fancy American party or something. Abruptly, her thoughts and her feet stopped as if they'd hit a wall. Right there in front of her was the most adorable orange miniskirt she had ever set eyes on. She knew she'd have to have it.
Trying to look casual, Kari took the skirt off the rack and moseyed into the dressing room. A quick look at the tag proved the skirt to be way out of her price range. She slumped onto the stool, weighing her choices. Here she was, 18 and a virgin -- she had always told herself that she was going to wait for marriage, but deep down, there was always a little voice in her head that had said it would be TK. And she had thought she had known him, assumed he had been doing the same thing… what a crock that was!
She shut her eyes tightly and shoved the skirt into her bag.
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Might I add here that STEALING IS BAD. IF YOU STEAL, YOU WILL GET CAUGHT. Even if your significant other has been selling his body, you should still not steal. Or deal drugs. Or any of the other things these pathetic characters are doing. -beats them all-
Anywho, leave me a review, suggestion, comment, etc.
Speaking of: I thought I'd post a helpful character status chart, since this is probably superbly confusing. AND they're alphabetized. Goody!
Cody - Spends most of his time trying to convince Yolei of her approaching motherhood.
Davis - Being abused by his father. This was just sort of in the beginning, I'll cont. on it more later.
Izzy - Gay.
Jun - Stalking Izzy.
Kari - Compulsive shoplifter, dating TK
Ken - In case you didn't catch this, it was hinted that he had killed himself 6 months ago. This will be worked in later - they don't talk about it for a REASON, okay?
Matt - Drug dealer, addicted to several drugs. Small-time rock star.
Mimi - Binge drinker, had/having affair with Tai.
Sora - Once found out about Tai, decided to make him jealous with prostitute. Ended up picking up TK. Drama!
Tai - Depressed, self-mutilator, smokes, drinks, etc. Cheating on Sora with Mimi.
TK - Recently exposed by Sora as a teenage prostitute.
Yolei - Can't seem to comprehend that she is very, very pregnant.
Voila Chapter 6!
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A very strange sound came from Matt's throat as he woke up at 2 PM. Last night's show had lasted 'til around 1 and he and the rest of the band had stayed up 'til around 6 tripping on acid, smoking whatever they could find, and trying out new material.
It made him feel a little unusual to notice this, but his "#1 fan" had been curiously absent at last night's show. Typically, from his spot at the front of the stage, he could spot Jun sitting somewhere within the vicinity, smiling that so-creepy-you-just-wanna-kick-her smile.
He sauntered out to the coffee pot, flipping the switch to the on position before heading to the fridge to resurrect some three-day-old pizza. Five minutes passed and he poured himself a cup of coffee - black - and sat down to check his voice mail.
The first two messages were from Jill, a girl he had hooked up with about a month ago after this great set they played at that exclusive club down on 2nd Avenue. Long story short, he had unwittingly given her his phone number while stoned out of his mind. Over the subsequent weeks, she had morphed into a Semi-Jun, leaving a bright, cheery message on his voice mail every morning, asking why he hadn't called. The next one was from Brent, the band's drummer, asking Matt to hook his friend up with some pot this afternoon behind that closed-down karaoke bar. He looked down at the phone: one more message - the number shown was TK's cell. Where was the kid nowadays anyway?
"Hey Matt… I'm in trouble," he sounded worried, "Sora, ah, Sora caught me… uh… doing something I'm, uh, probably not supposed to. Can you pleeease call my mom and tell her I was, uh, at… uh, your show last night and just spent the night afterwards? Thanks, bro."
Matt sighed, wondering what it was that TK had actually done wrong… the boy was so dull. Sora had probably caught him copying one of Izzy's old AP Chemistry essays or something stupid like that. Chuckling, he began to dial the number of TK's mother.
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By the time Kari awoke, the same giddy smile was still spread across her face as had been last night, she rolled over with a dreamy sigh, closing her eyes to begin that extra 10 minutes of sleep. Just as she had begun to drift off, the phone on her nightstand chirped. Giggling as she shifted positions again, she sat and listened to the opening bars of 'Baby Got Back', which she had downloaded as a ringtone. After the third time through, Kari snatched up the phone before the voicemail could take the call. "Hi…" she said amidst a yawn.
"Kari? Hey."
Her face twisted into a worried expression, she could tell it was Sora. Sora usually called when something was wrong with Tai. Especially if she called on a Saturday morning. "Hey Sora… what's up?"
Sora clenched her teeth, her mind racing to find the words to break the news to her. Might as well just start at the beginning, "Well," she inhaled deeply, "Your brother cheated on me."
"What?" Kari bolted up in her bed, "I'll kill 'im, Sora! You don't deserve that!"
A light sigh emitted from the other end as Sora fumbled for the words, "With Mimi," Kari gasped, but she continued on, "But don't get too riled up, Kari, it gets worse."
Teeth gritted, Kari muttered, "How could it get any worse? You deserve better than him and you know it. And you deserve a better friend than Mimi if she would do that do you." She hugged her pillow tightly, trying not to scream. How could Tai do this?
"Calm down, Kari. I told you it gets worse. The rest… is about you."
"What did I do?" she asked.
Sora paused, trying desperately to think of something to say, "Not you directly - it's about TK." She halted, expecting another enraged outburst from Kari, but the line stayed quiet, Sora took in another deep breath and continued, "I was mad. And I did something irrational, just to piss your brother off. And you should never do this… I mean, look what happened to me. But I… oh, Kari. It sounds so stupid, but… I was going to pick up a prostitute."
Despite herself, Kari chuckled, "What?!"
"A male one, Kari."
"…Oh."
"And well," she tried to think of how to say it, "I pulled up to this guy, and, uh, you know, he gave me a price and, well… I'm so sorry."
"About what?" Kari asked, puzzled.
Another deep breath, "It was TK."
"That's not funny, Sora."
"I'm not laughing."
They both sat in silence, as a million thoughts raced through Kari's head. After what seemed like forever, she finally spoke, "You're trying to tell me that my boyfriend, whom I have known since I was eight, is a PROSTITUTE? That is so ridiculous that I am not even going to laugh."
Eyes widened, Sora sat, stunned. How could she not… "Why the hell would I ADMIT to picking up a HOOKER if I wasn't going to tell you something IMPORTANT?"
Memories of the last couple months flooded Kari like a river; TK always having to leave early when they hung out, TK always having money to pay for everyone's ticket to the movies, or picking up the lunch tab most of the time, TK missing first period more often than attending it… Sora's revelation was beginning to make some sense… "No," she said softly.
"Listen, I'm real sorry I had to tell you…" she stopped, hearing a click, ensuing that Kari had hung up.
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"Owwww…" Yolei groaned, clutching her clearly protruding stomach, "Ever since I put on all this damn weight, my stomach aches, like, every day," she said miserably.
Cody and Davis's eyes stared back at her blankly. Even Davis had given up trying to convince her of the painfully obvious. After an awkward silence, Davis grabbed the remote and turned on a soccer match. Nothing else to say, the three sat in front of the TV; Cody and Yolei halfheartedly watching, Davis more so.
Yolei suddenly twisted in pain, "Aaaah!" More dull gazes. "There we go," she smiled, "It's gone. They only seem to come every couple minutes anyway…"
Slowly, Cody and Davis turned to each other, "Oh, my God." Cody breathed.
"YEAH!!" Davis bellowed. Cody shot him a look, "Did you SEE that?" he said, awestruck. "Oh… oh YEAH. We gotta get her to the HOSPITAL." Fed up, Cody rolled his eyes as Davis headed off to the phone.
"Gosh," Yolei said from her place on the floor, "I don't need to go to the hospital for a silly little tummy ache."
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She must have told Kari by now. It was only logical. He had to find her. But where would she be? Not at home - that much was obvious… she knew TK would look for her there. The park, maybe… Kari loved the maple trees… no, wait a minute! She was an 18-year-old girl, how could he BE so dumb?
Retail therapy!
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Careless, she knew this was careless, but how much did it matter any more? But the guy in the cosmetic store had practically stopped her as she was leaving. The innocent face she had perfected over the years had ultimately worked to her advantage and prevented the security guard from calling her on the contents of her shopping bag and Kari knew it. Thing was… she almost wanted to get caught. Lord knows she had an excuse -- her boyfriend was a whore for God's sake!
That was just it… kids like them weren't hookers! They owned Playstation 2s and drove their parents cars to the mall, they went to the movies every Friday… not the corner across the road! And besides… she hadn't even HEARD of a male prostitute, yet alone ever dreamed she would be dating one!
Still pondering this, she turned into a trendy boutique. She came here often, usually didn't even take anything: security system would be too risky, she had concluded. But she liked to try on the cocktail dresses and imagine herself at some fancy American party or something. Abruptly, her thoughts and her feet stopped as if they'd hit a wall. Right there in front of her was the most adorable orange miniskirt she had ever set eyes on. She knew she'd have to have it.
Trying to look casual, Kari took the skirt off the rack and moseyed into the dressing room. A quick look at the tag proved the skirt to be way out of her price range. She slumped onto the stool, weighing her choices. Here she was, 18 and a virgin -- she had always told herself that she was going to wait for marriage, but deep down, there was always a little voice in her head that had said it would be TK. And she had thought she had known him, assumed he had been doing the same thing… what a crock that was!
She shut her eyes tightly and shoved the skirt into her bag.
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Might I add here that STEALING IS BAD. IF YOU STEAL, YOU WILL GET CAUGHT. Even if your significant other has been selling his body, you should still not steal. Or deal drugs. Or any of the other things these pathetic characters are doing. -beats them all-
Anywho, leave me a review, suggestion, comment, etc.