DISCLAIMER: I do not own "Yu-Gi-Oh!" or "Dragonball Z" (though I wish that I did). Kitt, Kat, Risika, Tengu, Tigra, and Koneko belong to AnimeKat 2002. Prue, Nikkia, Aerro, and Mackenzie belong to Prudence. However, I do own Ryoko, Hoofamon, Kenyamon, Shinmon, Plague, Zoe, Wolf, Merlin, Muff, and Sin.

Just Dropping In

"Could someone PLEASE tell me why the hell we're down here, again?" Asked Plague in an annoyed tone of voice as she sat on the tack room steps. She had her elbows on her knees, propping her head up with her hands. Ryoko threw a heaping snow shovel full of debris into the manure pile, her small biceps gleaming with sweat. She wiped her brow with her arm.

"Because you're supposed to muck out stalls every day," she explained, crossing her hands on top of the shovel and resting her chin on them.

"Horses shit too much," Plague complained. Ryoko rolled her eyes.

"True, but who doesn't? And don't swear, it's immature and makes you look like you don't have a wide range of vocabulary," she scolded.

"I have a much wider range of vocabulary than you do. I've invented new words!" Plague bragged.

"It makes you appear uncivilized," pressed Ryoko. Plague snorted with laughter.

"So?" She asked in a smart-alecky way.

"It also makes you appear ignorant," Ryoko retorted.

"She doesn't need swearing to prove that," Sin said. He was sitting on the stairs that lead to the hayloft, wrapped in his tattered red cloak and his disk-like straw ronin gasa hat.

"What the hell does that mean?!" Plague spat. "And why the hell are you wearing that cloak over leather? It's eighty seven degrees!"

"I do what I damn well please, so fuck off," Sin stated irritably. Ryoko sighed and scratched the back of her head before she walked back into the stall and continued to muck it out. Plague growled and shot Sin a nasty look. He sneered at her and she flipped him off with both hands. Hoofamon galloped into the barn. He was in his true form: a winged unicorn. The rookie Digimon stood at 20.5 hands high, (or 7' 10'' at his shoulder), and had a pink coat. His hooves and horn were a special form of gold that was a hundred times harder than diamonds. His long sky blue mane reached his knees and his tail was the same color and dragged five feet behind him and was proudly arched. He had sky blue feathering on the back of all four legs and sky blue eyes. The smaller inner feathers of his wings were sky blue as well. He had a wingspan of 15 feet and was of Egyptian Arabian build. His muscles gleamed in the bright sunlight and powerfully rippled under his sweaty coat. On each of his hindquarters was a large crest. It was circular in shape and part of it looked like a silver crescent moon, the remainder of the circle being a smaller sky blue jewel. The magnificent stallion flared his nostrils, his tail flagged like a banner as he slowed to a trot. He stopped in front of the last stall---then jerked his head back abruptly before the shovel hit him in the face. Ryoko jumped when she spotted him.

"Crap, man, you scared me!" She laughed as she threw the muck over the fence.

"You nearly hit me in the face with that," Hoofamon said, one ear pricked and the other flopped out to the side, his head cocked to the left.

"You were lucky that time, pony boy," crowed Plague. Hoofamon looked over his back, flicking his tail in annoyance and laying his ears back.

"I'm not a pony," he said. Plague smirked.

"Oh, you're not?" She took out her grenade launcher and cocked it. Hoofamon squealed and took a few tentative steps away from the psycho girl.

"A dark cloud of misfortune hovers above you, bro." Everyone turned at Kenyamon's voice as she loped into the barn. Her true rookie Digimon form was a creamy yellow tiger-sized fennec fox with aqua green dragon wings. Her legs, ear tips, tail tip, chest, and stomach were white and her paw pads and nose were a cute pink. On her right hind leg was a gold bracelet. On her front legs were two purple sock-like pieces of fabric with black and white yin yangs on them. She had a blonde mane and forelock much like a horse, which came from her and Hoofamon's father. She had a gold earring on the tip of her left ear with an orange feather dangling from it while her right ear had two black earrings connected with a delicate gold chain, elaborately curved purple markings under and around her sky blue eyes. Her hindquarters sported the same crest as her half-brother's as well. Hoofamon smiled at his little sister.

"I'm just unlucky, I guess," he said with a snort.

"You have always been unlucky," said Shinmon as he approached. His Digimon form was slightly bigger than Kenyamon's. The cat-like creature was a rookie as well. He had lavender fur and a white chest, stomach, tail, ear tips, and mohawk-like crest of hair running from between his shoulder blades to the top of his head. His dragon wings were silver. On his front legs were red wristbands and his nose and paw pads were black. On the tip of his right ear was a gold hoop earring while both of the ears had two black and silver studs. His black eyes were almond shaped and he had long black whiskers. His hindquarters were decorated in his own personal crest. Like Kenyamon's and Hoofamon's, his had a crescent moon, only it was midnight blue. The jewel was orange and had a single red star in the center. Everyone referred to it as a dragonball. Hoofamon whickered softly.

"I know. I don't think that I could get any unluckier." As if on cue, a mass of bodies fell from a swirling portal high above him. The people fell on top of him, causing him to fall to the ground. Everyone stared in shock and Sin stood up, cloak and hat thrown aside and sword held at the ready in the blink of an eye. Ryoko peeked out of the stall.

"Hoofamon!" She cried. The stallion's feathered wings were disheveled and his satiny mane ruffled.

"I think that it's clear that you CAN get unluckier," mused Plague. Hoofamon moaned.

"Yeah. Like I said: unlucky." He opened his eyes and turned his head and came face-to-face with Téa---literally. She groaned in pain.

"Ow, my head," she said weakly, clutching the side of her head. Her blue eyes flew open as Hoofamon breathed in her face. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!" She screamed, leaping to her feet. "WHAT THE HECK IS THAT THING?!" Hoofamon acted hurt.

"Well, thanks a lot," he grumbled. Everyone braced themselves.

"OH MY GOSH, IT TALKS!!!" Téa freaked.

"I just happen to be a he, okay, Téa?" He said. Plague looked at Kenyamon.

"Téa?" She asked. Hoofamon, realizing what he had just said, blinked several times and shook his head.

"Téa? Téa Gardner?" He asked. Téa's face grew pale.

"How'd you know my name? And where am I?" She asked, looking around.

"Man, that was rough," said Duke, sitting up from his place on Hoofamon's hindquarters. Joey, Tristan, Yugi, Bakura, Mokuba, and Kaiba sat up at the same time.

"What happened?" Groaned Joey.

"I have no idea," Yugi replied. They looked at each other and then looked up at everyone else. "...Um... Hi?" He said nervously. Kenyamon stared at him. "Is---er---something wrong?" He asked her.

"Other than the crazy-assed fact that you're not supposed to exist and you're squashing her brother, not a damn thing," said Plague as she ate a pickle. Sin sighed and put away his sword.

"What in God's name is going on?" He asked.

"Ha! Apparently you don't know everything, wise ass!" Plague shouted in triumph.

"Shut up, ditz shit," Sin growled. Kaiba stood up and dusted himself off, Mokuba following suit. Tristan got up and helped Joey to his feet. Yugi scratched the back of his head and looked down from his perch across Hoofamon's neck.

"Any day, now," Hoofamon said irritably.

"Oh!" Yugi quickly got off of him. "Sorry!" Bakura untangled himself from Hoofamon's tail and got to his feet. He looked down at Kenyamon.

"Are we in the middle of a duel?" He asked, eyeing the strange creature and assuming that she was a card hologram. Kenyamon's eyes got big and watery.

"B---B---Bakura-sama?" She stuttered in a squeaky voice. Bakura, surprised though he was, nodded uneasily. "BAKURA-SAMA!!!" The giant fox dragon tackled him to the ground. "BAKURA-SAMA, YOU'RE SO AWESOME!!! I LOVE YOU TO DEATH!!!" Everyone stared at her as she licked his face.

"Control your hormones, bitch!" Plague shouted. Kenyamon stopped and looked over at her.

"I think that's your title," she said.

"Hey, who's the canine around here?" Plague asked. "Besides, I'm not A psycho bitch, I'm THE psycho bitch." Sin grunted, apparently not amused. Bakura attempted to get up, but Kenyamon pinned him back down and nuzzled his hair.

"Kenyamon, you're suffocate the boy," said Ryoko. Kenyamon quickly got off of him and Bakura leapt to his feet and backed away from her. Yugi looked at Téa.

"Are you all right, Téa?" He asked. She nodded and stood next to him. Joey looked around.

"Hey, where's Malik?" He asked. Ryoko's ears pricked forward.

"Malik?" She asked. Everyone looked down at the scruffy Hoofamon as a groan was heard. One of his massive wings moved and Malik emerged from underneath it. Ryoko's eyes got as big as saucers and her mouth was agape as he stood up, his back to her.

"What happened?" He asked, rubbing the back of his head. Everyone pointed at Ryoko and he turned around and faced her. Her cheeks blushed crimson and she darted into the stall and leaned against the wall, snow shovel in hand. He was real! They were all real! What was going on?