The Digimon Reunion
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Disclaimer: Digimon belongs to . . . Whatever. Go back to the first chapter to see it.
A/N: Okay . . . Let see, uh, I have nothing to say at the moment except just read! Oh yeah, um, I need someone to help me on answering this one little question: How the heck do you make these words bold, italic, underlined, centered, or whatever?! I don't know how . . . XP
Summary: A whole cast reunion of the members of Digimon from Season 1 through 4! We all miss them but now, they return as together! Hope Cyberdramon doesn't start another revolution like the last time at a party . . . ^_^;;;
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Chapter Three: "Are We There Yet?"
"Agh! Deer! Deer! Deer!!"
"WHAT?!?!"
"Swerve Ken, swerve!!" Davis screamed as he grabbed the wheel for Ken and turned.
They missed the deer by an inch as they passed by it barely and drove on by . . . Everyone sighed a huge relief and eased themselves. Davis pulled himself back into the back of the seat and rubbed his poor sore ears as Ken and T.K. went back looking towards the road.
T.K. sighed, "I'll get you after this . . ."
Davis through clenched teeth replied, "Ditto . . ."
"Why can't you two EVER just kiss and make up?!" Yolei shouted.
" . . . We're not 'like' that, Yolei . . ." they both answered in unison.
"Hey! What's going on in front of there?" Veemon's voice was heard.
"Everything is fine . . . Almost killed something but it's still alive," said Cody. "Thank god we didn't kill that deer."
"Oh, I thought you meant Davis," Veemon replied.
Davis then elbow jabbed the seat, "Who you calling an 'it' you it!?"
"T.K., you should've killed him when you had the chance," Patamon shouted.
"Yeah, yeah . . ."
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"Hiyaaah! Mush! Mush!! Mush!!!" Nehmon shouted as he sat on the hood of the car and was holding a whip. "Come along little doggie!"
"Ergh! Takuya! Come on! Help at least? My neck is starting to hurt here . . . A LOT!" KendoGarurumon asked, as he pulled the car by ropes tied around his neck. A whip cracked against the back of his head with a sharp snap in the air. "Ow! Nehmon!"
Takuya was lying back in a slacked position in the front car seat as he flipped through a game magazine with game character Yuna from Final Fantasy X-2 on the cover of it. He didn't even bother to look up to answer as he stared at her legs inside the magazine. "Ooooooh, a girl with guns . . . sexy!! Wow! Whoa, Rikku's been a naughty girl . . . Grrr! Bikini fighting girl with braids! Yay!"
"Takuya!!" KendoGarurumon yelled.
"Yeah, yeah, you can see it after I'm done!" he shouted.
Bokomon jumped and clung on to Takuya's shoulders to see what he was growling about. "And what may you be looking at?"
" . . . Nothing."
"You're growling and talking to a magazine."
"So? I do that to ALL my magazines . . ."
"Oh . . . swell!!" the wolf answered as he trudged on. Another whip cracked behind his head. "Ow! Grrrrr . . . You better stop that, Nehmon."
"So . . . Zoe, ready for tonight?" J.P. asked, sitting next to her.
"Yes I am," she replied, wearing a nice shining dress.
"So, um, what do you think we'll do tonight . . . ?" J.P. wondered.
"Oh, just enjoy, socialize, dance . . ."
"Um, will it involve with me . . . ?"
" . . . This is not gonna repeat itself like Takuya's New Years Eve Party," she said in sharp tone.
"What? All I did was kiss ya."
"And you played tonsil hockey with her!" Tommy added, making kissing sounds.
"Ewwww!!!" Zoe shrieked. "We did NOT do that! No! No! No! That's a LIE!!!"
"But we shared such a precious moment together that night . . ." J.P. sighed. "Can't you think of it as that?"
" . . . Ewwwwwww! Tonsil Hockey with J.P.!! I'm gonna be sick!" Zoe shouted in disgust. "Yuck!"
Bokomon just shook his head, "Children say the darnest thing, don't they?"
"CRACK!"
"OW!!! That's it!" KendoGarurumon then turned around and seized Nehmon with his teeth and shook him vigorously. "Grrrrr!"
"Oh! Ah! Eeck! Agh! Ow! Help! Mad dog! Mad dog!" Nehmon screamed.
"I'm a wolf you drugged up bunny!" KendoGarurumon snarled.
Takuya, still with unwavering eyes, just honked the car with his foot. "Hey! Keep going than groaning there you two! Bokomon, your buddy out there is becoming a chew toy. I think he's starting to look like a piece of ripped up shit with red pants on out there."
Bokomon sighed, "Meh. That's how he always look."
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"Hurry up, Beelzemon, or we're leaving ya behind," Takato shouted.
"I'm coming! I'm coming! Sheesh!" Beelzemon shouted from the door as he got his arm through the sleeve of his jacket as the two children, Ai and Mako, hustled out too with Beelzemon gently scooting them out the door. Mako was busy tapping his thumbs on a Gameboy to save his progress while Ai was trying to pull her dress down longer to fix it.
"Come on! Come on you two! Garage! Garage!" He pushed them, trying to hold his anxiety/annoyance.
The children came outside as Beelzemon locked the door, ran towards the garage on the left and lifted the garage door open and pulled out Behemoth, his motorcycle. He swung his leg over the machine and started the roaring sound of it as it spurted out from the back dark puffs of cloud as it vibrated.
"Alright! Ai! Mako! Get yer toadstool hides here! We gotta hurry," Beelzemon shouted to them.
The two kids ran over to Beelzemon, finally ready and prepared with everything tucked away or so. Beelzemon picked the two up by the collar of their coat from the back, gently, and put them behind him to hold on. He gave a kick to the machine and they got out of the driveway and start going down the street.
"Alright, Growlmon, after Beelzemon," Takato ordered.
Growlmon gave a growl to confirm that as he took a sprint after the motorcycle, making everyone sitting or standing on his back get caught off their balance. Growlmon chased after the motorcycle with Beelzemon tearing through the streets in a hurry to that party as if he knew where the party was held.
"Beelzemon, what's the hurry? Do you even know where it is?" Ai asked.
Beelzemon was then stumped. " . . . Oops. No."
Growlmon caught up to Beelzemon at the end of the street where he stopped. "Um, Beelzemon, maybe I should take the lead."
"Then lead the way already cause you're making me look like a jackass just now!" he yelled, waving his fist.
Growlmon then went ahead and lead the way.
Beelzemon grumbled, "Go faster, why don'tcha?!"
"Can we stop, please?" asked Calumon.
"What is it, Calumon? You need to use the restroom or something?" asked Takato.
"No, I just need to fill up on creampuffs!" Calumon said joyfully. "Bun! Bun! Bun in my tum! Yummy, yummy, bun, bun! Yummy in my tummy-wummy, whoooooooo!!!"
" . . . Oh."
"You know Takato, I can go for a creampuff or two for myself right about--" Growlmon said as he was cut off.
"Don't even start, Growlmon," Takato interrupted. If Growlmon says it, it's gonna start a chain reaction with all the other Digimon including even Cyberdramon.
"Oh yeah, Cyberdramon, no Digi-Revolutions like the last part we went to," Ryo reminded.
"Awwwwwwwww!!! What's the fun in going to a party then if you don't start a protest raid?!?!" Cyberdramon asked.
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"Ah, Myothismon! Welcome," Agumon greeted, letting the mon in.
"Hello, Agumon," Myothismon replied. "I gave my keys to the valet guy at the front of the gates."
Agumon gave him a confused look as he looked over towards the gate. "We had someone doing the valet?"
" . . . Uh-oh . . . My car!" Myothismon shouted as he suddenly realized what happened. "Stop! Thief! Give me back my Batmobile! Eeeck! I forgot! I left DemiDevimon in there! Hang on DemiDevimon! I'll save you!!!"
Agumon gave an exhausting sigh as he resumed his task while the vampire man ran off. "I guess I should get Gabumon to do valet since he has nothing to do."
Meanwhile Gabumon was still persistent on getting a hold of something to eat in the kitchen and sneak off with it. The master cook brought out a large plate of snacks and placed it on the table and went back into the kitchen to prepare the next meal. Gabumon's furry arm reached out from under the table and started patting around for food.
"Come on . . . maybe a crepe or two . . ." Gabumon pleaded.
A servant, the new guy, was nervous of his job and was in a hurry so he wouldn't be yelled by the master cook so he ran towards the table, dropped the bowl on there, spilling a little bit of the soup and ran back inside the kitchen. Apparently he didn't see Gabumon's hand.
"AAAAAaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiccckkkkkk!!!!! Gabumon shrieked as he pulled his arm back under the table and looked at it. The soup spilled on his coated hand and it burned a little. "At least I got something to eat for now." He then started licking his paw of the soup and sucked on it. "Mmmmm, clam chowder . . ."
Meanwhile, Tai was talking to Joe in the Library of the mansion.
"What's up, Tai? Whatcha dragged me in here for?" Joe asked as Tai closed the door and looked back at him.
"Okay, you know how we rented the mansion for the night, right?" asked Tai.
"Wait a minute . . . You said this was YOUR Playboy style mansion," Joe remembered.
"I kind of lied but anyway, this isn't my mansion but it's this guy's mansion that let me rent the place," Tai corrected. "He let me have the place for free for the night under one condition . . ."
"What?" Joe asked.
"He gets a choice of choosing tonight's special on the menu."
"So? That doesn't sound strange. Sounds like a guy who made a really bad deal in letting a bunch of teens like us rent his home for a party. Plus he probably has a very sophisticated taste in food."
"Yeah but the way he said that gave me the chills . . . And plus I did some research on this mansion before renting it."
" . . . You actually did research?"
" . . . Yes I did."
"Tai . . ."
"Fine! Fine! Izzy did it for me! But anyway . . . Apparently people have been missing."
"Missing?" said Joe, sounding skeptical about this.
"Right."
Joe sighed, "Tai, this is gonna be another Scooby Doo situation where we discover that there's a cult who's raising demons with zombies and they're sucking the soul out of captured victims."
"Really?"
"I was being sarcastic, Tai! They probably went missing cause they got so drunk up that they wandered and lied in a ditch nearby till they became sober and that's when people start saying they're missing."
"Really?"
" . . . This time I'm not sarcastic."
"Oh."
Joe sighed heavily. "How can I ever get through that thick set of hair of yours to get some sense in there?"
"What? You think I should cut my hair? No way!" Tai shouted, defending his "awesome" hairstyle. "But anyway, if I were you, I'd watch myself. It just that, I have this weird sense when something is gonna happen."
"Uh-huh, 'Spidey Senses', right? Or is it 'Big Hair Senses'? Oooh! Big Hair Sense tingling! Hehehe. Now if I were YOU, I'd cut that hair of yours," Joe waved him off as he left the library.
"Hmph." Tai then turned around and looked into the mirror on the wall. "Hmmm, should I really cut my hair?" Tai then laughed. "Nah! Chicks dig the big hair!"
Joe then popped his head back in the library. "Hey, when are we gonna meet the guy anyway?"
"Um, I think when everyone gets here he'll make an anouncement of some sort," Tai replied.
"Oh good, he's gonna anounce that he's gonna eat us," Joe replied.
"He is?"
Joe gave a sigh. "Sarcastic, Tai. I was being S-A-R-C-A-S-T-I-C-!!! Why are so suddenly clueless?"
" . . . I dunno. Must be the orbit of the universe."
Another heavy sigh. Maybe Matt or even he should've been leader than Tai. How the heck did they even survive through the Dark Masters under Tai's leadership?! Fluke.
Meanwhile with Biyomon . . .
Biyomon took a whiff of the delicious smell from the kitchen. "Mmmmmm, something smells great!"
Biyomon looked in the oven to see something large and cooked soaked in it's own juice. "Hmmm, hey mister, what's in the oven you're cooking? It smells great!"
The chef cook turned around with a butcher knife in his hand. "Turkey. Isn't it a cousin of yours? Sorry you had to see this."
"Oh, it's okay. Poor tueky though . . ." Biyomon reminice.
"Yes . . . and poor you too . . ." The chef cook answered as he looked at her and his knife. Something is cooking up around here. Eeep! Run Biyomon! Run! Run! Run! Oh wait, I mean fly! Fly! Fly away!
Meanwhile the WTB gang had finally infiltrated the mansion. Now inside, they crawled through the ventilation shafts. Although musty and cramped, it was the only way to get in.
"Awww, why did we have to go this way, sir?" asked the second burglar.
"It's the only way, stupid!" said the leader. "What are you? Blonde?"
" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . HEY!! THAT'S NOT VERY NICE, SIR!!!" shouted the second burglar. "I happen to be very smart with long blonde hair!"
" . . . Uh-huh."
"Heeeey, no yelling. You wanna be stealth, then shush!" the third one hushed.
"Fine, fine . . ." the third one replied.
As all three continued through, the second one was too bothered by the musty and clausterphobic conditions of this shaft. Suddenly the burglar felt something beneath it's hand. Looking down at it, there was a squirming rat. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!! RAT! RAT! RAT! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!"
"Dude! SHUT UP!!! You're rocking the whole entire shaft!" the leader shouted.
"Hey! We're the BTW! BTW means friends!" shouted the third one, trying to restrain the second panicking one. "You need to calm down before-!!"
Suddenly the ventilation shaft gave away and collapsed with all three of them in there. "AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
They all tumbled out and fell on top of each other in odd positions . . .
"Hey! Get your face off of my chest, sir!" the second one shouted, hitting the leader's head into the ground.
"OW!! Son of a-!!" the leader shrieked. "Is this how you treat your high and mighty- OW!"
"High and mighty pervert you are!"
The third one was at the bottom of the pile in pain. "My spleen! My pancreas! My liver! My-!!"
"Do you even know what they are?" the two fighting burglars asked.
"Um, no."
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A/N: You can probably guess what gender that second burglar is. The one who keeps saying "Sir" and was screaming about the rat. Hehe, oh man, Thanksgiving . . . I never wanna see a turkey again . . . Okay, done with the chapter and now, me go play Final Fantasy X-2 right now, in the middle of the night. Meaning I didn't really have time to proof read this. XD . . . I'm a bad writer. Night-night! Oh yeah, review! Makes me a better writer than, lol. ^_^;;;
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Disclaimer: Digimon belongs to . . . Whatever. Go back to the first chapter to see it.
A/N: Okay . . . Let see, uh, I have nothing to say at the moment except just read! Oh yeah, um, I need someone to help me on answering this one little question: How the heck do you make these words bold, italic, underlined, centered, or whatever?! I don't know how . . . XP
Summary: A whole cast reunion of the members of Digimon from Season 1 through 4! We all miss them but now, they return as together! Hope Cyberdramon doesn't start another revolution like the last time at a party . . . ^_^;;;
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Chapter Three: "Are We There Yet?"
"Agh! Deer! Deer! Deer!!"
"WHAT?!?!"
"Swerve Ken, swerve!!" Davis screamed as he grabbed the wheel for Ken and turned.
They missed the deer by an inch as they passed by it barely and drove on by . . . Everyone sighed a huge relief and eased themselves. Davis pulled himself back into the back of the seat and rubbed his poor sore ears as Ken and T.K. went back looking towards the road.
T.K. sighed, "I'll get you after this . . ."
Davis through clenched teeth replied, "Ditto . . ."
"Why can't you two EVER just kiss and make up?!" Yolei shouted.
" . . . We're not 'like' that, Yolei . . ." they both answered in unison.
"Hey! What's going on in front of there?" Veemon's voice was heard.
"Everything is fine . . . Almost killed something but it's still alive," said Cody. "Thank god we didn't kill that deer."
"Oh, I thought you meant Davis," Veemon replied.
Davis then elbow jabbed the seat, "Who you calling an 'it' you it!?"
"T.K., you should've killed him when you had the chance," Patamon shouted.
"Yeah, yeah . . ."
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"Hiyaaah! Mush! Mush!! Mush!!!" Nehmon shouted as he sat on the hood of the car and was holding a whip. "Come along little doggie!"
"Ergh! Takuya! Come on! Help at least? My neck is starting to hurt here . . . A LOT!" KendoGarurumon asked, as he pulled the car by ropes tied around his neck. A whip cracked against the back of his head with a sharp snap in the air. "Ow! Nehmon!"
Takuya was lying back in a slacked position in the front car seat as he flipped through a game magazine with game character Yuna from Final Fantasy X-2 on the cover of it. He didn't even bother to look up to answer as he stared at her legs inside the magazine. "Ooooooh, a girl with guns . . . sexy!! Wow! Whoa, Rikku's been a naughty girl . . . Grrr! Bikini fighting girl with braids! Yay!"
"Takuya!!" KendoGarurumon yelled.
"Yeah, yeah, you can see it after I'm done!" he shouted.
Bokomon jumped and clung on to Takuya's shoulders to see what he was growling about. "And what may you be looking at?"
" . . . Nothing."
"You're growling and talking to a magazine."
"So? I do that to ALL my magazines . . ."
"Oh . . . swell!!" the wolf answered as he trudged on. Another whip cracked behind his head. "Ow! Grrrrr . . . You better stop that, Nehmon."
"So . . . Zoe, ready for tonight?" J.P. asked, sitting next to her.
"Yes I am," she replied, wearing a nice shining dress.
"So, um, what do you think we'll do tonight . . . ?" J.P. wondered.
"Oh, just enjoy, socialize, dance . . ."
"Um, will it involve with me . . . ?"
" . . . This is not gonna repeat itself like Takuya's New Years Eve Party," she said in sharp tone.
"What? All I did was kiss ya."
"And you played tonsil hockey with her!" Tommy added, making kissing sounds.
"Ewwww!!!" Zoe shrieked. "We did NOT do that! No! No! No! That's a LIE!!!"
"But we shared such a precious moment together that night . . ." J.P. sighed. "Can't you think of it as that?"
" . . . Ewwwwwww! Tonsil Hockey with J.P.!! I'm gonna be sick!" Zoe shouted in disgust. "Yuck!"
Bokomon just shook his head, "Children say the darnest thing, don't they?"
"CRACK!"
"OW!!! That's it!" KendoGarurumon then turned around and seized Nehmon with his teeth and shook him vigorously. "Grrrrr!"
"Oh! Ah! Eeck! Agh! Ow! Help! Mad dog! Mad dog!" Nehmon screamed.
"I'm a wolf you drugged up bunny!" KendoGarurumon snarled.
Takuya, still with unwavering eyes, just honked the car with his foot. "Hey! Keep going than groaning there you two! Bokomon, your buddy out there is becoming a chew toy. I think he's starting to look like a piece of ripped up shit with red pants on out there."
Bokomon sighed, "Meh. That's how he always look."
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"Hurry up, Beelzemon, or we're leaving ya behind," Takato shouted.
"I'm coming! I'm coming! Sheesh!" Beelzemon shouted from the door as he got his arm through the sleeve of his jacket as the two children, Ai and Mako, hustled out too with Beelzemon gently scooting them out the door. Mako was busy tapping his thumbs on a Gameboy to save his progress while Ai was trying to pull her dress down longer to fix it.
"Come on! Come on you two! Garage! Garage!" He pushed them, trying to hold his anxiety/annoyance.
The children came outside as Beelzemon locked the door, ran towards the garage on the left and lifted the garage door open and pulled out Behemoth, his motorcycle. He swung his leg over the machine and started the roaring sound of it as it spurted out from the back dark puffs of cloud as it vibrated.
"Alright! Ai! Mako! Get yer toadstool hides here! We gotta hurry," Beelzemon shouted to them.
The two kids ran over to Beelzemon, finally ready and prepared with everything tucked away or so. Beelzemon picked the two up by the collar of their coat from the back, gently, and put them behind him to hold on. He gave a kick to the machine and they got out of the driveway and start going down the street.
"Alright, Growlmon, after Beelzemon," Takato ordered.
Growlmon gave a growl to confirm that as he took a sprint after the motorcycle, making everyone sitting or standing on his back get caught off their balance. Growlmon chased after the motorcycle with Beelzemon tearing through the streets in a hurry to that party as if he knew where the party was held.
"Beelzemon, what's the hurry? Do you even know where it is?" Ai asked.
Beelzemon was then stumped. " . . . Oops. No."
Growlmon caught up to Beelzemon at the end of the street where he stopped. "Um, Beelzemon, maybe I should take the lead."
"Then lead the way already cause you're making me look like a jackass just now!" he yelled, waving his fist.
Growlmon then went ahead and lead the way.
Beelzemon grumbled, "Go faster, why don'tcha?!"
"Can we stop, please?" asked Calumon.
"What is it, Calumon? You need to use the restroom or something?" asked Takato.
"No, I just need to fill up on creampuffs!" Calumon said joyfully. "Bun! Bun! Bun in my tum! Yummy, yummy, bun, bun! Yummy in my tummy-wummy, whoooooooo!!!"
" . . . Oh."
"You know Takato, I can go for a creampuff or two for myself right about--" Growlmon said as he was cut off.
"Don't even start, Growlmon," Takato interrupted. If Growlmon says it, it's gonna start a chain reaction with all the other Digimon including even Cyberdramon.
"Oh yeah, Cyberdramon, no Digi-Revolutions like the last part we went to," Ryo reminded.
"Awwwwwwwww!!! What's the fun in going to a party then if you don't start a protest raid?!?!" Cyberdramon asked.
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"Ah, Myothismon! Welcome," Agumon greeted, letting the mon in.
"Hello, Agumon," Myothismon replied. "I gave my keys to the valet guy at the front of the gates."
Agumon gave him a confused look as he looked over towards the gate. "We had someone doing the valet?"
" . . . Uh-oh . . . My car!" Myothismon shouted as he suddenly realized what happened. "Stop! Thief! Give me back my Batmobile! Eeeck! I forgot! I left DemiDevimon in there! Hang on DemiDevimon! I'll save you!!!"
Agumon gave an exhausting sigh as he resumed his task while the vampire man ran off. "I guess I should get Gabumon to do valet since he has nothing to do."
Meanwhile Gabumon was still persistent on getting a hold of something to eat in the kitchen and sneak off with it. The master cook brought out a large plate of snacks and placed it on the table and went back into the kitchen to prepare the next meal. Gabumon's furry arm reached out from under the table and started patting around for food.
"Come on . . . maybe a crepe or two . . ." Gabumon pleaded.
A servant, the new guy, was nervous of his job and was in a hurry so he wouldn't be yelled by the master cook so he ran towards the table, dropped the bowl on there, spilling a little bit of the soup and ran back inside the kitchen. Apparently he didn't see Gabumon's hand.
"AAAAAaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiccckkkkkk!!!!! Gabumon shrieked as he pulled his arm back under the table and looked at it. The soup spilled on his coated hand and it burned a little. "At least I got something to eat for now." He then started licking his paw of the soup and sucked on it. "Mmmmm, clam chowder . . ."
Meanwhile, Tai was talking to Joe in the Library of the mansion.
"What's up, Tai? Whatcha dragged me in here for?" Joe asked as Tai closed the door and looked back at him.
"Okay, you know how we rented the mansion for the night, right?" asked Tai.
"Wait a minute . . . You said this was YOUR Playboy style mansion," Joe remembered.
"I kind of lied but anyway, this isn't my mansion but it's this guy's mansion that let me rent the place," Tai corrected. "He let me have the place for free for the night under one condition . . ."
"What?" Joe asked.
"He gets a choice of choosing tonight's special on the menu."
"So? That doesn't sound strange. Sounds like a guy who made a really bad deal in letting a bunch of teens like us rent his home for a party. Plus he probably has a very sophisticated taste in food."
"Yeah but the way he said that gave me the chills . . . And plus I did some research on this mansion before renting it."
" . . . You actually did research?"
" . . . Yes I did."
"Tai . . ."
"Fine! Fine! Izzy did it for me! But anyway . . . Apparently people have been missing."
"Missing?" said Joe, sounding skeptical about this.
"Right."
Joe sighed, "Tai, this is gonna be another Scooby Doo situation where we discover that there's a cult who's raising demons with zombies and they're sucking the soul out of captured victims."
"Really?"
"I was being sarcastic, Tai! They probably went missing cause they got so drunk up that they wandered and lied in a ditch nearby till they became sober and that's when people start saying they're missing."
"Really?"
" . . . This time I'm not sarcastic."
"Oh."
Joe sighed heavily. "How can I ever get through that thick set of hair of yours to get some sense in there?"
"What? You think I should cut my hair? No way!" Tai shouted, defending his "awesome" hairstyle. "But anyway, if I were you, I'd watch myself. It just that, I have this weird sense when something is gonna happen."
"Uh-huh, 'Spidey Senses', right? Or is it 'Big Hair Senses'? Oooh! Big Hair Sense tingling! Hehehe. Now if I were YOU, I'd cut that hair of yours," Joe waved him off as he left the library.
"Hmph." Tai then turned around and looked into the mirror on the wall. "Hmmm, should I really cut my hair?" Tai then laughed. "Nah! Chicks dig the big hair!"
Joe then popped his head back in the library. "Hey, when are we gonna meet the guy anyway?"
"Um, I think when everyone gets here he'll make an anouncement of some sort," Tai replied.
"Oh good, he's gonna anounce that he's gonna eat us," Joe replied.
"He is?"
Joe gave a sigh. "Sarcastic, Tai. I was being S-A-R-C-A-S-T-I-C-!!! Why are so suddenly clueless?"
" . . . I dunno. Must be the orbit of the universe."
Another heavy sigh. Maybe Matt or even he should've been leader than Tai. How the heck did they even survive through the Dark Masters under Tai's leadership?! Fluke.
Meanwhile with Biyomon . . .
Biyomon took a whiff of the delicious smell from the kitchen. "Mmmmmm, something smells great!"
Biyomon looked in the oven to see something large and cooked soaked in it's own juice. "Hmmm, hey mister, what's in the oven you're cooking? It smells great!"
The chef cook turned around with a butcher knife in his hand. "Turkey. Isn't it a cousin of yours? Sorry you had to see this."
"Oh, it's okay. Poor tueky though . . ." Biyomon reminice.
"Yes . . . and poor you too . . ." The chef cook answered as he looked at her and his knife. Something is cooking up around here. Eeep! Run Biyomon! Run! Run! Run! Oh wait, I mean fly! Fly! Fly away!
Meanwhile the WTB gang had finally infiltrated the mansion. Now inside, they crawled through the ventilation shafts. Although musty and cramped, it was the only way to get in.
"Awww, why did we have to go this way, sir?" asked the second burglar.
"It's the only way, stupid!" said the leader. "What are you? Blonde?"
" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . HEY!! THAT'S NOT VERY NICE, SIR!!!" shouted the second burglar. "I happen to be very smart with long blonde hair!"
" . . . Uh-huh."
"Heeeey, no yelling. You wanna be stealth, then shush!" the third one hushed.
"Fine, fine . . ." the third one replied.
As all three continued through, the second one was too bothered by the musty and clausterphobic conditions of this shaft. Suddenly the burglar felt something beneath it's hand. Looking down at it, there was a squirming rat. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!! RAT! RAT! RAT! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!"
"Dude! SHUT UP!!! You're rocking the whole entire shaft!" the leader shouted.
"Hey! We're the BTW! BTW means friends!" shouted the third one, trying to restrain the second panicking one. "You need to calm down before-!!"
Suddenly the ventilation shaft gave away and collapsed with all three of them in there. "AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
They all tumbled out and fell on top of each other in odd positions . . .
"Hey! Get your face off of my chest, sir!" the second one shouted, hitting the leader's head into the ground.
"OW!! Son of a-!!" the leader shrieked. "Is this how you treat your high and mighty- OW!"
"High and mighty pervert you are!"
The third one was at the bottom of the pile in pain. "My spleen! My pancreas! My liver! My-!!"
"Do you even know what they are?" the two fighting burglars asked.
"Um, no."
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A/N: You can probably guess what gender that second burglar is. The one who keeps saying "Sir" and was screaming about the rat. Hehe, oh man, Thanksgiving . . . I never wanna see a turkey again . . . Okay, done with the chapter and now, me go play Final Fantasy X-2 right now, in the middle of the night. Meaning I didn't really have time to proof read this. XD . . . I'm a bad writer. Night-night! Oh yeah, review! Makes me a better writer than, lol. ^_^;;;