The Digimon Reunion
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Disclaimer: Refer to Ch. 1 or 2 to see . . .
A/N: Okay . . . It seems the story is going to be longer than the usual 5 chapters or so . . . Oh well, that's good for you guys. And I'm terribly SORRY of not updating soon!
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, and . . . SORRY!!!
(Hope you guys accept my apology)
Oh yeah, ignore if there's any mistakes here as I try to make my wordings different here. Uh let see . . . : Bold, [b]Bold[/b], [b]Bold[b/]. Uh, ignore this little testing right here and just read while I try to figure this out . . . I'm trying to learn here! Hmmm . . . If you're still reading this, move your eyes down below and read!
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 Four: "The Reunion of Freaks, Perverts, Drama Queens, and Creampuffs"
"Nice looking houses around here," said Kari, looking out through the window.
"These aren't houses . . .They're mansions!" Cody corrected.
The Digidestines were getting closer to the designated mansion. At the moment they were taking a couple of site seeing trips as they saw the many beautiful and large estates. Which some estates only "we" can dream of owning . . . (A/N: Like me!!! But I'm dead poor with only dial-up for Internet access! X_X;;; )
"I've read that some of these manors have labyrinths in them," Yolei recalled. "Boy, that brings back memories . . . Not very fond ones but hey, I'm glad it's only a memory now."
"And be glad that you're not a memory either," Ken replied.
"Hey, do you think one of these are the Playboy Mansion?" asked Davis.
Yolei knocked him over the head. "For once, can you stop thinking about Playboy?!"
"What? Just goes to show that I'm a young healthy straight male," Davis replied.
T.K. recognized the mansion they were suppose to be in as he saw Myothismon chasing around in the front yard. "Yep. Here we are."
"Hey! Come back with my Batmobile!" Myothismon screamed.
Agumon saw T.K. driving the car up along the driveway and shouted to him. "Hey! T.K.! Long time no see!"
"You bet, Agumon," T.K. replied.
"Hey where's Patamon?" asked Agumon.
The trunk of the car started pounding as muffled voices of the Digimon started to yell out. "Out! Out! We can't breath in here!!!"
"Has the others come here yet?" asked Kari as she got out of the car like the others.
"SCREECH! CRASH! K-BAM!"
"Eeeeeeeeeeecckk!!!" Kari screamed, as she was almost hit by the car.
Agumon simply replied. "Um, well here's the new guys . . ."
Takuya had his face pressed against the front window as he pulled himself back into the seat. "Oof! Nice job, Koji . . ." he said sarcastically as he gave the finger to Koji. "Could've killed us all!"
KendoGarurumon had used his special agility attack that speeds up his pace to go faster but he may have over did it. He pulled the car right into the car in front of him and to avoid himself from getting hurt, he had leapt on to the car T.K. drove in and was laying there dazed on a crushed car.
The back trunk of T.K.'s car pops up. "Yes! Fresh Air! Air! Whooooooo!" Veemon screamed as he took a deep breath in. "*cough* Ack! Too much of the good air for me."
Zoe stepped out and ran up the stairs. "Yay! Party!"
She ran passed Agumon as he looked at the new girl. "She's excited."
"No not really. She was just running away from J.P." Bokomon corrected. "You scared her away!"
"No I didn't!" J.P. shouted.
Matt came out and saw his little brother standing there as he greeted him. "T.K.! You're here!"
"Matt! How's it-Agh!"
Matt grabbed his younger brother by the neck and put him into a headlock as he grinds his knuckles atop T.K.'s head, hard. "Noogie time! I know you missed this a lot!" he grinned.
"Matt! My hair! I spent nearly an hour in the bathroom trying to fix it!" T.K. cried mercy as his hat fell off.
"Ah, who can tell if you spent an hour in the bathroom or what! You always wear this white hat everywhere you go," Matt laughed. "I spend at least THREE hours in bathroom working on my hair."
"We never expect less of you . . ." T.K. said through clenched pain. "Nor Tai's hair! Ow!"
Matt lets go after his knuckles started to get sore. "Alright, my job here is done."
"Good," T.K. gasped as he grabbed his hat off the ground and put it back on.
Davis ran up to Matt and elbowed him. "Hey, who else are here besides us? Any invited guests?"
"Umm, not really. Wait! Well there are those couple of fan girls that followed me here . . . I think I left them in the back with the swimming pool," Matt replied. "They were kind of too much for me."
"Too much . . . ?" Davis recalled.
"Sora is watching me . . . Ahem," Matt added. "She'd kill me if she finds that I'm hanging around with them."
"Oh. Mind if I . . . ?" Davis hinted.
Matt rolled his eyes, getting the hint. "Yeah, yeah. Go ahead."
"Ha! This'll be sweet! Hey, where do you keep the ladder?" Davis asked.
"I think the garage maybe," Matt answered.
Davis ran back to the car, grabbed Veemon and something very large from the trunk of the car and disappeared around the corner.
"Now what is he up to now?" Ken wondered as he was about to go after his friend when Yolei held him back.
"Uh-uh, Ken! You're not gonna get yourself into any trouble with me here," Yolei stopped him. "Especially Davis' trouble."
"STOMP!"
Agumon then noticed a stomping step. "What the- I could've-"
"STOMP! STOMP!"
"Uh-oh . . ."
Suddenly Growlmon appeared at the gate with Beelzemon driving up along by. His motorcycle roared through the gates, passed by Myothismon and ran over the Batmobile like a launch pad, launched into the air. He did an air-bike trick and landed right on the steps of the mansion perfectly.
"Whooo! Now that was great entrance, huh?! See, not a single fall," Beelzemon said proudly. "Although I could've done more . . ." He got off his bike and let Ai and Mako off. "There you go."
Ai and Mako stood stiff as a board from fright.
"Hey, you two! Wake up! We're here," Beelzemon snapped his fingers. "Don't tell me you guys wet your pants or something."
" . . . Over dramatic . . ." said all the Tamers.
Growlmon just stepped over the gates and headed up towards the door.
Par-tay!" shouted Cyberdramon in enthusiasm.
"No Digimon Revolution like on New Year, Cyberdramon," said Ryo.
"Awwwww . . ."
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Many of the guests have arrived at the mansion already and were enjoying themselves. They were enjoying the caviar, the snacks, music, the people and mons around them, and especially the scenery. It's not like everyday they can be in a mansion like this!
Mimi had decided to talk to the newest members of Digimon: Koji and Kouichi with Bokomon and Nehmon there. She mostly spoke about the costumes, clothes, and garments that she has worn throughout the show. It dragged on too long for anyone to still be awake.
"So in this one particular episode, I was wearing a small green shirt with white shorts, a purple beret, and tennis shoes. Ugh! It was a horrible arrangement! I made sure whoever gave me those wardrobes were fired!" Mimi complained.
"Uh-huh."
"I didn't want my face to be upon that big screen with such an ugly attire so what I did secretly was at night, I sneaked into the studio and stole the tape! Ha! Oh my, that was a thrill seeking night!"
"Uh-huh."
"So on Saturday morning, they didn't have anything new to show for Digimon! Poor little kids, but I was saving them from the agony of seeing me in such horrible clothes! Ugh! Although in that episode it showed Tai and Matt almost kissing each other. Tee-hee!"
"Uh-huh."
(A/N: I don't support that coupling! I put it in there cause I heard they're a popular lemon couple . . . Okay I'll shut up for now so Tai and Matt doesn't go and kill me)
" . . . Are you even understanding me?"
"Uh-huh."
" . . . Is that the only words you boys know how to say?"
"Uh-huh."
" . . ."
Koji's head fell back, as he started to snore and sleep-stand. A bubble from his nose started to form and drool was dripping from the edge of his mouth. His brother, Kouichi, stared in embarrassment of having a brother such as this and decided to poke that bubble.
"POP!"
"What-! Uh?! Oh, lucky you, Mimi!" Koji replied automatically, as if he paid attention. "They should go for it/"
"Hmph!" Mimi decided to walk away from them and find someone else who would be interested in what she said.
" . . . Idiot."
"What? I can't help it!"
"You could've at least slept with your eyes open like Nehmon here!" Bokomon showed.
Nehmon stood perfectly still and had his eyes, er, closed as he pretended to sleep. . . but of course, he always looked asleep when awake.
"That's it, I'm going," Bokomon sighed. "Come, Nehmon."
"*snore . . . snore . . . snore* AGH!!" Nehmon screamed as he suddenly was jerked away from his sleeping spot.
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Most of the Digimon were hanging around the buffet table. Guilmon was looking at all the peanut butter flavored snacks they had. "Oooh! Peanut Butter Crackers! Peanut Butter and Cheese Sticks! Peanut Butter covered celery! Peanut Butter balls! Peanut Butter cookies! Peanut Better fondue! Ooooh!"
Immediately Guilmon started stuffing his mouth with all the food with the word 'Peanut Butter' in it, into his black hole of a mouth.
Whoa, look at him go!" Terriermon replied.
"Hey, fifty Digi-Dollars that the red lizard keeps eating till eight o'clock!" Mamemon betted.
"You're on! He's gonna eat till nine I bet!" MetalMamemon replied.
"No, I bet a hundred Digi-Dollars that he continues eating till eleven!" BigMamemon.
"Hey, I bet ALL OF YOU that my buddy Guilmon here is never gonna stop eating from the buffet table until the morning!" Terriermon challenged.
"Impossible! No Digimon can continue eating for that long!" MetalMamemon replied. "By my calculations, BigMamemon here has a bigger stomach compared to your friend and even he can't eat for that long!"
"Yeah, I'm the one with the big stomach around here," BigMamemon replied.
"You don't know my pudgy buddy Guilmon here like I do," Terriermon said in a taunting singsong voice.
"You're on!"
Calumon came running on the table randomly and munching down on the creampuffs till Guilmon snatched the whole plate full of it with Calumon almost along with it as it sank into his mouth. "Wah! That was close! Maybe I should go to the kitchen personally for some creampuffs."
"Hey, have any of you guys seen Biyomon?" asked Gabumon.
"No, I haven't seen her since an hour ago," said Gomamon.
"Hmmmm, that's odd . . . Biyomon wouldn't be gone this long unless telling us," Gabumon pondered. "Because she's missing all the fun and food."
"Here, I can go check," said Palamon as she left. "Be back soon!"
"I'll come too!" said Hawkmon, follows Palamon.
"Cyberdramon you don't have any greens on your plate?" asked Renamon. "If you want to be healthy enough to beat me, you gotta have a well balanced diet."
"A 'well balanced diet' my tail! I'm not eating no rabbit food," Cyberdramon spat as he scooped more slices of beef on to his plate and poured a spoonful of gravy. Later piling up his plate up high with other meaty stuff, with nothing that included vegetables or fruits that he tried hard to balance.
Cyberdramon looked at it. "Here, this is my kind of well balanced diet!"
" . . ." Renamon sighed.
Meanwhile, outside of the mansion . . . Davis was carrying a ladder with Veemon helping along in the rear. He entered into the backyard with a swimming pool right there and many of the fan girls standing there talking to each other. Davis grinned from ear to ear, seeing maybe his plans will actually work. "Ya ready, Veemon?"
"Um, ya bet! But what exactly are we doing?" Veemon wondered, holding the large bike that Davis had grabbed from the trunk.
"Just watch and learn," Davis answered as he set the ladder against the roof of the mansion and climbed up to it. He got on to the roof, did some calculations for his mysterious plans, tested where the wind is blowing with his finger, walked around up there, and climbed back down. "Okay, now get the bike up there, Veemon."
"The bike? What for? Are you gonna ride it up there?" asked Veemon.
"Not really, but you'll see . . . Hmmm," Davis pondered over as he went running into the mansion.
Veemon sighed listened to him. "I have a bad feeling about this . . . Davis needs to be under supervision of a mon at all times. Like me!"
That's not assuring enough.
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Beelzemon was chatting along with the role-playing villains of Digimon in a corner of the room. Mummymon laughed loudly when Devimon told this joke about a 'what do you do get with a Pikachu, watching midnight anime on the television?'.
"Oh, that's an original one, Devimon! Hoohhahahaha!" Mummymon laughed.
"Yeah, but hey, anybody here ever watched Blue Gender?" asked Devimon asked.
"What? Never heard of it, but Fooly Cooly rocks! Whooo!" Puppetmon replied.
"Yes, I've watched all the episodes of Fooly Cooly, you know?" Piedmon implied.
"You have?" Puppetmon asked.
"No, just yanking your strings," Piedmon laughed, yanking on Puppetmon's string literally. Puppetmon swiped those strings out of Piedmon's hand and gave an annoyed look while Piedmon just smiled playfully.
Beelzemon then started up a conversation. "You guys know that show Trigun? I actually know Vash the Stampede personally."
"What?! You do?!" the whole crowd jumped.
"But how?!?!" asked Devimon wondered.
"It's a long story but we were close buds that we even gave each other nicknames," Beelzemon told. "I'd call him 'Vashey' and he calls me 'Bub the Bubby'. Hey, I'll even call him now on my cellphone to prove to ya guys."
Beelzemon flipped his cellphone out from the pocket of his jacket and waited as the screen started to boot up. The cellphone had a 'say command' option, allowing Beelzemon to say the name of the person he's calling without having to dial or anything.
"Alright, let see . . . Name Dial!" Beelzemon said clearly to the phone.
[Who would you like to call?] the phone responded.
"Call Vashey," Beelzemon said.
The cellphone repeated what Beelzemon said.
[Call Ashley.]
"What? No! No! No! Ummm, okay, Name Dial," he tried again.
[Who would you like to call?]
"Call Vashey."
[Call Ashley.]
"WHAT?! NO! NO! NO! Call Vashey!" Beelzemon shouted in irritation.
[Call Ashley.]
"Call Vashey!! Call V-A-S-H-E-Y-!-!-!" shouted Beelzemon.
[Call Ashley.]
"Aaaarghhhh! Stupid son of a bitch!" shouted Beelzemon through clenched teeth.
[Please repeat again.]
"Didn't you hear me the first time?! I said call Vashey! Not call Ashley!" Beelzemon repeated. "You stupid #$%&*@ thing!!"
"Looks like he's about to toss that cellphone out the window," said Piedmon.
"Yeah, or at someone," Puppetmon replied. "Agh!"
"POW!"
Beelzemon tossed the cellphone right into Puppetmon's face. "You stupid son of ding-a-ling! That's the last time I buy a cellphone from Virgin Mobile!"
" . . ."
BlackWarGreymon watched the whole scene from a secluded corner, away from the other mons. "Pathetic. At least I don't act like a total jackass like him."
"No . . . You act more like a drama queen," replied Arukenimon replied.
"WHAT?!?!?! HOW DARE YOU!!!" shouted BlackWarGreymon grimly in a demonic way as he gripped Arukenimon by the throat. "I'll rip the jugular out of you if you call me that name once more . . . !!"
"Fine, fine! Drama 'king', to be precise," Arukenimon corrected . . . but then just got more air squeezed out of her. "Agghhh!"
"Why you . . . Son of a . . ." shouted BlackWarGreymon. "You're an insignificant fool in my life that shouldn't have been created! Call me that name once more, and the next thing you'll hear is you, popping out of existent and into a million pieces of data."
"Now you're over reacting," she managed to spit out. "That's what a drama queen or king does, you see?"
"POP!!"
"Call me a drama queen now if you can, ha!" BlackWarGreymon laughed, as he absorbed her data.
"Drama queen."
"WHAT?!"
BlackWarGreymon turned around to face Arukenimon. "What the . . . ?"
"Can't believe you killed my stunt double," Arukenimon replied. "And we were to go to the mall this weekend for the early bird sale."
"But . . . I . . . ARRRGGHHH!!" BlackWarGreymon steamed about as he stomped off.
"Such a drama queen he grown up to be . . ." she chuckled, sipping her glass of champagne.
"Arukenimon . . ." said a soothing voice.
"Oh no . . ." she sighed. "Mummymon."
"I see you!" her lover replied.
After that, Arukenimon started running away like a complete maniac.
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Meanwhile . . . In another part of the mansion. There was a large entertainment system so . . . Minus well use it and not let it go to waste, right?
"What are we watching again?" asked Tentomon.
"The Wizard of Oz . . . I heard it was very good," said Gatomon.
These were some of the Digimon or people who just wanted get away from the crowd down stairs and just enjoy themselves with a good movie. There was Guardromon, Gatomon, Tentomon, MarineAngemon, Patamon, Patamon_F (Patamon from Digimon Frontier), Wormmon, Nehmon, Bokomon, and Armadillomon.
"Can't we watch reruns of our old Digimon episodes like the part when I first become Ankylomon?" asked Armadillomon.
"Or what about an episode about me?" asked Nehmon.
"Oh hush up, Nehmon. There was NEVER an episode based on any of us individual Digimon," said Bokomon. "Hmmm . . . I think we should've gotten an episode to ourselves."
"Nooooooooo!! Not another Digimon Revolution like the last time!!" screamed Wormmon. "Remember the last time?!"
"Huh?"
***FLASHBACK***
Long ago, on a day before the new year at a News Year Even Party of Takuya's . . . In the same situation with a TV, low paid salary wages, and low attention towards Digimon when the show is actually named after them, the Digimon spoke among each other to rebel against the Tamers and Digidestines. (A/N: You may refer to 'New Year Eve Party' that I wrote if you want to understand the whole story but you don't have to)
"Hey, you thinking what I'm thinking?" asked Cyberdramon.
"Uh, in the mind of a vindictive, carnivorous, blood-thirsty, ravenous creature like you?" Terriermon asked. "Nope!"
Cyberdramon gave a small grunt of annoyance and shook his head. "Son of a dog/rabbit. Look, I got a plan to go against them humans for making us always get low paying checks, small trailers, and no benefits! It's time for a revolution!"
"Yay!"
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All the other Digimon were gathering around with Cyberdramon pointing on a map. "Alright, I've sketched out a map of this house and its plumbing system, its wire system, and all those other junk. Operation: R.O.T.D.R.A.B.M."
Everyone didn't understand. "Huh?"
Cyberdramon smacked his hand down on his face. "Revolution of the Digimon Rights and Benefit Movement."
"Oh."
"That's a long name," MarineAngemon pointed out.
"Yeah well, I got small brains around here like you I have to work with so I'm trying to expand your vocabulary list!"
"Hey how come you always get to be the leader of every mission of ours?" Veemon asked.
"I'm the biggest and I can kick your little ass."
". . . Good enough answer."
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They carried out their plans but . . . All things ended different ways. Good or bad.
Cyberdramon ended up eating at the snack bar and nearly killing Ryo just to get it, Wormmon ended up in a toilet, and Lopmon and Terriermon fought over an olive. Guilmon with some other Digimon got into a snowball fight with Renamon declaring to be the 'all mighty and powerful' Snow Queen, plus all the tiny Digimon like Calumon was terrorized by Kouji's vicious dog. Good plan gone wrong. Because of bad (piggy eating-like) leader, Cyberdramon. (Plus Nehmon wet himself)
***FLASHBACK ENDS***
"Oh yeah . . . I ended up wetting my pants that day for the first time!" Nehmon remembered.
" . . . Dude, I don't even want to know why," said another Digimon, a Gizamon.
"Let's just calm down and watch movie," said MarineAngemon, as he picked up the remote and clicked play.
The movie wasn't rewind so it ended up in the middle of the movie, at a scene with flying monkeys in gray suits and hats attacking a girl and her little dog with her other companions.
Hoo-hoo-hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahaha!" screamed the monkeys.
The victims screamed in terror.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" Patamon and Patamon_F screamed in sight of these monsters. "Flying monkeys!!!"
"Aaaaaiiiieeee! Flying bat-pigs!" a Gotsumon joked about as he rolled in laughter.
"That's not funny!" shouted the two. "We're not bat-pigs!!"
"You know what really scares me?" said Guardromon. "Munchkins."
"Why so?" asked Tentomon.
"They're so short . . . and midget like . . ." Guardromon replied. "They can hide in numerous of places and sneak up on you when you least expect them."
"But they are midgets! They're short tiny humans! They can't help it that they're so short," said Gatomon. "They didn't ask to be short."
"Well I had a bad experience with a midget . . ." said Guardromon. "My friend, Mekanorimon, has a Munchkin riding in him. Must feel very uncomfortable . . ."
" . . ." Gatomon stared. "I'll never understand what runs in those gears of a mind he has."
"Well, my stomach is growling," said Tentomon. "Time for sushi in the kitchen."
"Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! Sushi!!!" screamed half the Digimon.
"Noooo! That's my sushi!" Tentomon shouted. He ran out of the room as quickly as he can and shut the door behind him, huffing and heaving. "Phew! The only thing that can get between a mon and his sushi is a oak wood door and brass locks!"
Tentomon then wobbled down the steps and to the kitchen.
The two Patamon pushed and pulled themselves out and under from the door while the other Digimon inside weren't as that flexible as them two. "Phew! Ha! Good thing we didn't fill up on creampuffs yet."
"Yeah, then we would've never been able to squeeze through from under there," said Patamon_F.
They then chased after Tentomon quietly so they can steal the sushi when he less expects them.
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Still, the mighty WTB continued their way through the mansion. They weren't gonna give up after one little incident with a ventilation shaft. They were skilled burglars like ninjas (sort of . . . could use some more work . . . a lot! And they don't try to kill people . . . on purpose . . . just accident!) and they were able to bypass the wandering guests of the mansion. The second burglar, the blonde one, was acting edgy around the leader. The leader was a bit curious of his comrade's edginess wondered why.
The three of them were sneaking around the large halls of the mansion when the leader spoke out. "Hey, um, you okay, blondie?"
" . . . What's with calling me blondie, sir?!" she asked, in an almost outraged voice. "I am not to be made fun of because of my intelligence!"
"Sorry . . . but you seem . . . edgy. Is there a problem?"
"Only around you, sir! You sicko!"
"Awww, come on you two," sighed the third one. "He only accidentally fell on you that way. He didn't mean to do a face plant right into your-Ow!"
"Accidentally, huh?!" she replied. "Can't believe I'm working with two perverted boys like you . . . Hmph!" she said that with a final note to it with her arms crossing over her chest.
"Hey but he didn't mean do a face plant right into your-Ow!!" said the third burglar once more. "Sorry . . . I'll shut up now."
"Look, I'm sorry, and trust me, I wouldn't even want to stick my face in your bosoms again," said the leader. "Good thing I have this cloth over my nose or I may have passed out from the smell of those perfume on you! Phew! That was one fall I regret ever do-!!"
"KLONK~!"
"PLOP!"
"Agh! You knocked him out cold!" the third one panicked as he jumped to his leader's side. "Yo! Snap out of it! Leader! Leader!! Leader!!!"
"Tch. Don't worry. It's just a bump on the head that's not swollen . . . much," she added. " . . . Okay, not by much . . . It's still just a bump that can be smoothed over . . . a little . . . Alright, I may have overdone it with hitting him with the candle holder."
"We need him, awake! To lead!"
"We don't need a pervert like him to lead us. Come! I'll lead!"
That was like instant death if you were to follow her. The third one could've swore he saw his name written on a tombstone ready for his departure when he looked at her. His parents wouldn't mourn for him and a dog would wander into the scene and be marking its territory on his grave. "Noooooooooo!!"
The third one jumped up, ran off somewhere, ran back, and tossed a bucket full of cold icy water into the leader's sleeping face.
"SPLASH!"
"Pbbbbbbbbbbttt!!! Ack! *cough* Pbbbbbbbbttt!!" The leaded coughed and spitted. "Must it be cold water?"
"Unless you wanted scalding hot water on your face then I'll go get it . . ." the third one replied, huffing and puffing.
"No!"
The leader then resumed their way through the mansion when they were walking along a hallway. The leader and others pressed themselves against the walls and into the shadows as they continued when the leader suddenly heard something. "Shhh! Guys, stop!"
"What is it, lea-"
"Shhhhhh!"
"No, I specifically asked for these!" said a voice.
"I know, I know! But cooking them may be a problem . . ." said another. "The guests might get suspicious to know their friends are-"
"Doesn't matter! What matters is the exquisite and magnificent taste and aroma of a feast you'll cook up tonight for them and me!" replied the first voice.
"*sigh* Well this isn't the first time I cooked something so exotic and delicious," said the chef. "I'll make you proud."
"Good!" replied the man. "Now, I got a party to host."
The two then departed and went to their jobs. Suddenly another voice came in.
"Wait! What about me . . . ?" asked a sly and snake-like voice.
"Oh yeah, well, you can entertain the ones waiting to be cooked down in the dungeon," replied the host.
"Yes!" replied the snake voiced man. "Hehe . . . Can I stab them a couple of times with my knife?"
" . . . NO!" replied both the host and cook.
"I need their meat nice and fresh and not oozing with blood!" the chef scolded.
"Fine . . . Can I poke them a couple of times with needles?"
"No!"
"Beat them to a bloody and purple pulp?"
"NO!"
" . . . Can I torture them by letting them watch Teletubbies?"
" . . . Yes, that's fine."
The leader gasped. "Oh my god! Did you guys hear that?"
The blonde one was looking at her fine finger nails, even though they were covered under her black gloves. "Hm? What? 'Oh my god something, something,' you said?"
And the third one was cleaning out his ears with his pinky finger. "Huh? Couldn't hear a thing. Cleaning my ears here, ya see?"
-__-;;; The leader's face looked as blank as ever as he looked at his comrades like the face next to this sentence. "You idiots! They're gonna kill the Digimon! They're gonna cook them! Flambé a la Digimon! Ya hear?!?!? They're gonna feed those other guests their own friends!"
"I'm confused," the blonde replied, tilting her head to the side.
"Isn't it like cannibalism?" asked the third.
"You're acting like this is nothing! I can't believe you're standing there like a complete buffoon! The both of you!!" shouted the leader. "I can just squeeze the life out of you now . . . !!!"
"Whoa! Anger! Anger! Remember those anger management exercises? Use them!!" the third one shouted as the leader wrapped his fingers on to his neck. "Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh-Ack! Ack! Gah! Ah! Ack!"
"Hmmm? Who's there . . . ?" asked the snake voice, over hearing a loud rant from outside the door.
"Eeeck! Quickly! Hide!" commanded the leader.
"Uh, there's no where to hide!!!" panicked the third.
The blonde one tried a door as she yanked on the doorknob as hard as her strength could exceed but she couldn't. "Arrrghh!!! Open~!!! Noooooww!!! OPEN!! Noooooo!!"
"The doors around here are locked!!" the third panicked even more. "We'll be found and killed by that vindictive knife-carrying dude!"
"Oh, so you DID hear what they were say-" the leader spoke when the door behind them clicked and swung opened.
"Ah-ha!"
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A/N: What happens now? Will those three klutz survive? Will this scheme of cooked mons be revealed in time? Will I EVER get the next chapter out soon? Well, I'll make this quick: Review please and hoped you enjoyed. Merry Christmas (although late . . .) and happy new year!
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Disclaimer: Refer to Ch. 1 or 2 to see . . .
A/N: Okay . . . It seems the story is going to be longer than the usual 5 chapters or so . . . Oh well, that's good for you guys. And I'm terribly SORRY of not updating soon!
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, and . . . SORRY!!!
(Hope you guys accept my apology)
Oh yeah, ignore if there's any mistakes here as I try to make my wordings different here. Uh let see . . . : Bold, [b]Bold[/b], [b]Bold[b/]. Uh, ignore this little testing right here and just read while I try to figure this out . . . I'm trying to learn here! Hmmm . . . If you're still reading this, move your eyes down below and read!
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 Four: "The Reunion of Freaks, Perverts, Drama Queens, and Creampuffs"
"Nice looking houses around here," said Kari, looking out through the window.
"These aren't houses . . .They're mansions!" Cody corrected.
The Digidestines were getting closer to the designated mansion. At the moment they were taking a couple of site seeing trips as they saw the many beautiful and large estates. Which some estates only "we" can dream of owning . . . (A/N: Like me!!! But I'm dead poor with only dial-up for Internet access! X_X;;; )
"I've read that some of these manors have labyrinths in them," Yolei recalled. "Boy, that brings back memories . . . Not very fond ones but hey, I'm glad it's only a memory now."
"And be glad that you're not a memory either," Ken replied.
"Hey, do you think one of these are the Playboy Mansion?" asked Davis.
Yolei knocked him over the head. "For once, can you stop thinking about Playboy?!"
"What? Just goes to show that I'm a young healthy straight male," Davis replied.
T.K. recognized the mansion they were suppose to be in as he saw Myothismon chasing around in the front yard. "Yep. Here we are."
"Hey! Come back with my Batmobile!" Myothismon screamed.
Agumon saw T.K. driving the car up along the driveway and shouted to him. "Hey! T.K.! Long time no see!"
"You bet, Agumon," T.K. replied.
"Hey where's Patamon?" asked Agumon.
The trunk of the car started pounding as muffled voices of the Digimon started to yell out. "Out! Out! We can't breath in here!!!"
"Has the others come here yet?" asked Kari as she got out of the car like the others.
"SCREECH! CRASH! K-BAM!"
"Eeeeeeeeeeecckk!!!" Kari screamed, as she was almost hit by the car.
Agumon simply replied. "Um, well here's the new guys . . ."
Takuya had his face pressed against the front window as he pulled himself back into the seat. "Oof! Nice job, Koji . . ." he said sarcastically as he gave the finger to Koji. "Could've killed us all!"
KendoGarurumon had used his special agility attack that speeds up his pace to go faster but he may have over did it. He pulled the car right into the car in front of him and to avoid himself from getting hurt, he had leapt on to the car T.K. drove in and was laying there dazed on a crushed car.
The back trunk of T.K.'s car pops up. "Yes! Fresh Air! Air! Whooooooo!" Veemon screamed as he took a deep breath in. "*cough* Ack! Too much of the good air for me."
Zoe stepped out and ran up the stairs. "Yay! Party!"
She ran passed Agumon as he looked at the new girl. "She's excited."
"No not really. She was just running away from J.P." Bokomon corrected. "You scared her away!"
"No I didn't!" J.P. shouted.
Matt came out and saw his little brother standing there as he greeted him. "T.K.! You're here!"
"Matt! How's it-Agh!"
Matt grabbed his younger brother by the neck and put him into a headlock as he grinds his knuckles atop T.K.'s head, hard. "Noogie time! I know you missed this a lot!" he grinned.
"Matt! My hair! I spent nearly an hour in the bathroom trying to fix it!" T.K. cried mercy as his hat fell off.
"Ah, who can tell if you spent an hour in the bathroom or what! You always wear this white hat everywhere you go," Matt laughed. "I spend at least THREE hours in bathroom working on my hair."
"We never expect less of you . . ." T.K. said through clenched pain. "Nor Tai's hair! Ow!"
Matt lets go after his knuckles started to get sore. "Alright, my job here is done."
"Good," T.K. gasped as he grabbed his hat off the ground and put it back on.
Davis ran up to Matt and elbowed him. "Hey, who else are here besides us? Any invited guests?"
"Umm, not really. Wait! Well there are those couple of fan girls that followed me here . . . I think I left them in the back with the swimming pool," Matt replied. "They were kind of too much for me."
"Too much . . . ?" Davis recalled.
"Sora is watching me . . . Ahem," Matt added. "She'd kill me if she finds that I'm hanging around with them."
"Oh. Mind if I . . . ?" Davis hinted.
Matt rolled his eyes, getting the hint. "Yeah, yeah. Go ahead."
"Ha! This'll be sweet! Hey, where do you keep the ladder?" Davis asked.
"I think the garage maybe," Matt answered.
Davis ran back to the car, grabbed Veemon and something very large from the trunk of the car and disappeared around the corner.
"Now what is he up to now?" Ken wondered as he was about to go after his friend when Yolei held him back.
"Uh-uh, Ken! You're not gonna get yourself into any trouble with me here," Yolei stopped him. "Especially Davis' trouble."
"STOMP!"
Agumon then noticed a stomping step. "What the- I could've-"
"STOMP! STOMP!"
"Uh-oh . . ."
Suddenly Growlmon appeared at the gate with Beelzemon driving up along by. His motorcycle roared through the gates, passed by Myothismon and ran over the Batmobile like a launch pad, launched into the air. He did an air-bike trick and landed right on the steps of the mansion perfectly.
"Whooo! Now that was great entrance, huh?! See, not a single fall," Beelzemon said proudly. "Although I could've done more . . ." He got off his bike and let Ai and Mako off. "There you go."
Ai and Mako stood stiff as a board from fright.
"Hey, you two! Wake up! We're here," Beelzemon snapped his fingers. "Don't tell me you guys wet your pants or something."
" . . . Over dramatic . . ." said all the Tamers.
Growlmon just stepped over the gates and headed up towards the door.
Par-tay!" shouted Cyberdramon in enthusiasm.
"No Digimon Revolution like on New Year, Cyberdramon," said Ryo.
"Awwwww . . ."
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Many of the guests have arrived at the mansion already and were enjoying themselves. They were enjoying the caviar, the snacks, music, the people and mons around them, and especially the scenery. It's not like everyday they can be in a mansion like this!
Mimi had decided to talk to the newest members of Digimon: Koji and Kouichi with Bokomon and Nehmon there. She mostly spoke about the costumes, clothes, and garments that she has worn throughout the show. It dragged on too long for anyone to still be awake.
"So in this one particular episode, I was wearing a small green shirt with white shorts, a purple beret, and tennis shoes. Ugh! It was a horrible arrangement! I made sure whoever gave me those wardrobes were fired!" Mimi complained.
"Uh-huh."
"I didn't want my face to be upon that big screen with such an ugly attire so what I did secretly was at night, I sneaked into the studio and stole the tape! Ha! Oh my, that was a thrill seeking night!"
"Uh-huh."
"So on Saturday morning, they didn't have anything new to show for Digimon! Poor little kids, but I was saving them from the agony of seeing me in such horrible clothes! Ugh! Although in that episode it showed Tai and Matt almost kissing each other. Tee-hee!"
"Uh-huh."
(A/N: I don't support that coupling! I put it in there cause I heard they're a popular lemon couple . . . Okay I'll shut up for now so Tai and Matt doesn't go and kill me)
" . . . Are you even understanding me?"
"Uh-huh."
" . . . Is that the only words you boys know how to say?"
"Uh-huh."
" . . ."
Koji's head fell back, as he started to snore and sleep-stand. A bubble from his nose started to form and drool was dripping from the edge of his mouth. His brother, Kouichi, stared in embarrassment of having a brother such as this and decided to poke that bubble.
"POP!"
"What-! Uh?! Oh, lucky you, Mimi!" Koji replied automatically, as if he paid attention. "They should go for it/"
"Hmph!" Mimi decided to walk away from them and find someone else who would be interested in what she said.
" . . . Idiot."
"What? I can't help it!"
"You could've at least slept with your eyes open like Nehmon here!" Bokomon showed.
Nehmon stood perfectly still and had his eyes, er, closed as he pretended to sleep. . . but of course, he always looked asleep when awake.
"That's it, I'm going," Bokomon sighed. "Come, Nehmon."
"*snore . . . snore . . . snore* AGH!!" Nehmon screamed as he suddenly was jerked away from his sleeping spot.
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Most of the Digimon were hanging around the buffet table. Guilmon was looking at all the peanut butter flavored snacks they had. "Oooh! Peanut Butter Crackers! Peanut Butter and Cheese Sticks! Peanut Butter covered celery! Peanut Butter balls! Peanut Butter cookies! Peanut Better fondue! Ooooh!"
Immediately Guilmon started stuffing his mouth with all the food with the word 'Peanut Butter' in it, into his black hole of a mouth.
Whoa, look at him go!" Terriermon replied.
"Hey, fifty Digi-Dollars that the red lizard keeps eating till eight o'clock!" Mamemon betted.
"You're on! He's gonna eat till nine I bet!" MetalMamemon replied.
"No, I bet a hundred Digi-Dollars that he continues eating till eleven!" BigMamemon.
"Hey, I bet ALL OF YOU that my buddy Guilmon here is never gonna stop eating from the buffet table until the morning!" Terriermon challenged.
"Impossible! No Digimon can continue eating for that long!" MetalMamemon replied. "By my calculations, BigMamemon here has a bigger stomach compared to your friend and even he can't eat for that long!"
"Yeah, I'm the one with the big stomach around here," BigMamemon replied.
"You don't know my pudgy buddy Guilmon here like I do," Terriermon said in a taunting singsong voice.
"You're on!"
Calumon came running on the table randomly and munching down on the creampuffs till Guilmon snatched the whole plate full of it with Calumon almost along with it as it sank into his mouth. "Wah! That was close! Maybe I should go to the kitchen personally for some creampuffs."
"Hey, have any of you guys seen Biyomon?" asked Gabumon.
"No, I haven't seen her since an hour ago," said Gomamon.
"Hmmmm, that's odd . . . Biyomon wouldn't be gone this long unless telling us," Gabumon pondered. "Because she's missing all the fun and food."
"Here, I can go check," said Palamon as she left. "Be back soon!"
"I'll come too!" said Hawkmon, follows Palamon.
"Cyberdramon you don't have any greens on your plate?" asked Renamon. "If you want to be healthy enough to beat me, you gotta have a well balanced diet."
"A 'well balanced diet' my tail! I'm not eating no rabbit food," Cyberdramon spat as he scooped more slices of beef on to his plate and poured a spoonful of gravy. Later piling up his plate up high with other meaty stuff, with nothing that included vegetables or fruits that he tried hard to balance.
Cyberdramon looked at it. "Here, this is my kind of well balanced diet!"
" . . ." Renamon sighed.
Meanwhile, outside of the mansion . . . Davis was carrying a ladder with Veemon helping along in the rear. He entered into the backyard with a swimming pool right there and many of the fan girls standing there talking to each other. Davis grinned from ear to ear, seeing maybe his plans will actually work. "Ya ready, Veemon?"
"Um, ya bet! But what exactly are we doing?" Veemon wondered, holding the large bike that Davis had grabbed from the trunk.
"Just watch and learn," Davis answered as he set the ladder against the roof of the mansion and climbed up to it. He got on to the roof, did some calculations for his mysterious plans, tested where the wind is blowing with his finger, walked around up there, and climbed back down. "Okay, now get the bike up there, Veemon."
"The bike? What for? Are you gonna ride it up there?" asked Veemon.
"Not really, but you'll see . . . Hmmm," Davis pondered over as he went running into the mansion.
Veemon sighed listened to him. "I have a bad feeling about this . . . Davis needs to be under supervision of a mon at all times. Like me!"
That's not assuring enough.
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Beelzemon was chatting along with the role-playing villains of Digimon in a corner of the room. Mummymon laughed loudly when Devimon told this joke about a 'what do you do get with a Pikachu, watching midnight anime on the television?'.
"Oh, that's an original one, Devimon! Hoohhahahaha!" Mummymon laughed.
"Yeah, but hey, anybody here ever watched Blue Gender?" asked Devimon asked.
"What? Never heard of it, but Fooly Cooly rocks! Whooo!" Puppetmon replied.
"Yes, I've watched all the episodes of Fooly Cooly, you know?" Piedmon implied.
"You have?" Puppetmon asked.
"No, just yanking your strings," Piedmon laughed, yanking on Puppetmon's string literally. Puppetmon swiped those strings out of Piedmon's hand and gave an annoyed look while Piedmon just smiled playfully.
Beelzemon then started up a conversation. "You guys know that show Trigun? I actually know Vash the Stampede personally."
"What?! You do?!" the whole crowd jumped.
"But how?!?!" asked Devimon wondered.
"It's a long story but we were close buds that we even gave each other nicknames," Beelzemon told. "I'd call him 'Vashey' and he calls me 'Bub the Bubby'. Hey, I'll even call him now on my cellphone to prove to ya guys."
Beelzemon flipped his cellphone out from the pocket of his jacket and waited as the screen started to boot up. The cellphone had a 'say command' option, allowing Beelzemon to say the name of the person he's calling without having to dial or anything.
"Alright, let see . . . Name Dial!" Beelzemon said clearly to the phone.
[Who would you like to call?] the phone responded.
"Call Vashey," Beelzemon said.
The cellphone repeated what Beelzemon said.
[Call Ashley.]
"What? No! No! No! Ummm, okay, Name Dial," he tried again.
[Who would you like to call?]
"Call Vashey."
[Call Ashley.]
"WHAT?! NO! NO! NO! Call Vashey!" Beelzemon shouted in irritation.
[Call Ashley.]
"Call Vashey!! Call V-A-S-H-E-Y-!-!-!" shouted Beelzemon.
[Call Ashley.]
"Aaaarghhhh! Stupid son of a bitch!" shouted Beelzemon through clenched teeth.
[Please repeat again.]
"Didn't you hear me the first time?! I said call Vashey! Not call Ashley!" Beelzemon repeated. "You stupid #$%&*@ thing!!"
"Looks like he's about to toss that cellphone out the window," said Piedmon.
"Yeah, or at someone," Puppetmon replied. "Agh!"
"POW!"
Beelzemon tossed the cellphone right into Puppetmon's face. "You stupid son of ding-a-ling! That's the last time I buy a cellphone from Virgin Mobile!"
" . . ."
BlackWarGreymon watched the whole scene from a secluded corner, away from the other mons. "Pathetic. At least I don't act like a total jackass like him."
"No . . . You act more like a drama queen," replied Arukenimon replied.
"WHAT?!?!?! HOW DARE YOU!!!" shouted BlackWarGreymon grimly in a demonic way as he gripped Arukenimon by the throat. "I'll rip the jugular out of you if you call me that name once more . . . !!"
"Fine, fine! Drama 'king', to be precise," Arukenimon corrected . . . but then just got more air squeezed out of her. "Agghhh!"
"Why you . . . Son of a . . ." shouted BlackWarGreymon. "You're an insignificant fool in my life that shouldn't have been created! Call me that name once more, and the next thing you'll hear is you, popping out of existent and into a million pieces of data."
"Now you're over reacting," she managed to spit out. "That's what a drama queen or king does, you see?"
"POP!!"
"Call me a drama queen now if you can, ha!" BlackWarGreymon laughed, as he absorbed her data.
"Drama queen."
"WHAT?!"
BlackWarGreymon turned around to face Arukenimon. "What the . . . ?"
"Can't believe you killed my stunt double," Arukenimon replied. "And we were to go to the mall this weekend for the early bird sale."
"But . . . I . . . ARRRGGHHH!!" BlackWarGreymon steamed about as he stomped off.
"Such a drama queen he grown up to be . . ." she chuckled, sipping her glass of champagne.
"Arukenimon . . ." said a soothing voice.
"Oh no . . ." she sighed. "Mummymon."
"I see you!" her lover replied.
After that, Arukenimon started running away like a complete maniac.
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Meanwhile . . . In another part of the mansion. There was a large entertainment system so . . . Minus well use it and not let it go to waste, right?
"What are we watching again?" asked Tentomon.
"The Wizard of Oz . . . I heard it was very good," said Gatomon.
These were some of the Digimon or people who just wanted get away from the crowd down stairs and just enjoy themselves with a good movie. There was Guardromon, Gatomon, Tentomon, MarineAngemon, Patamon, Patamon_F (Patamon from Digimon Frontier), Wormmon, Nehmon, Bokomon, and Armadillomon.
"Can't we watch reruns of our old Digimon episodes like the part when I first become Ankylomon?" asked Armadillomon.
"Or what about an episode about me?" asked Nehmon.
"Oh hush up, Nehmon. There was NEVER an episode based on any of us individual Digimon," said Bokomon. "Hmmm . . . I think we should've gotten an episode to ourselves."
"Nooooooooo!! Not another Digimon Revolution like the last time!!" screamed Wormmon. "Remember the last time?!"
"Huh?"
***FLASHBACK***
Long ago, on a day before the new year at a News Year Even Party of Takuya's . . . In the same situation with a TV, low paid salary wages, and low attention towards Digimon when the show is actually named after them, the Digimon spoke among each other to rebel against the Tamers and Digidestines. (A/N: You may refer to 'New Year Eve Party' that I wrote if you want to understand the whole story but you don't have to)
"Hey, you thinking what I'm thinking?" asked Cyberdramon.
"Uh, in the mind of a vindictive, carnivorous, blood-thirsty, ravenous creature like you?" Terriermon asked. "Nope!"
Cyberdramon gave a small grunt of annoyance and shook his head. "Son of a dog/rabbit. Look, I got a plan to go against them humans for making us always get low paying checks, small trailers, and no benefits! It's time for a revolution!"
"Yay!"
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All the other Digimon were gathering around with Cyberdramon pointing on a map. "Alright, I've sketched out a map of this house and its plumbing system, its wire system, and all those other junk. Operation: R.O.T.D.R.A.B.M."
Everyone didn't understand. "Huh?"
Cyberdramon smacked his hand down on his face. "Revolution of the Digimon Rights and Benefit Movement."
"Oh."
"That's a long name," MarineAngemon pointed out.
"Yeah well, I got small brains around here like you I have to work with so I'm trying to expand your vocabulary list!"
"Hey how come you always get to be the leader of every mission of ours?" Veemon asked.
"I'm the biggest and I can kick your little ass."
". . . Good enough answer."
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They carried out their plans but . . . All things ended different ways. Good or bad.
Cyberdramon ended up eating at the snack bar and nearly killing Ryo just to get it, Wormmon ended up in a toilet, and Lopmon and Terriermon fought over an olive. Guilmon with some other Digimon got into a snowball fight with Renamon declaring to be the 'all mighty and powerful' Snow Queen, plus all the tiny Digimon like Calumon was terrorized by Kouji's vicious dog. Good plan gone wrong. Because of bad (piggy eating-like) leader, Cyberdramon. (Plus Nehmon wet himself)
***FLASHBACK ENDS***
"Oh yeah . . . I ended up wetting my pants that day for the first time!" Nehmon remembered.
" . . . Dude, I don't even want to know why," said another Digimon, a Gizamon.
"Let's just calm down and watch movie," said MarineAngemon, as he picked up the remote and clicked play.
The movie wasn't rewind so it ended up in the middle of the movie, at a scene with flying monkeys in gray suits and hats attacking a girl and her little dog with her other companions.
Hoo-hoo-hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahaha!" screamed the monkeys.
The victims screamed in terror.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" Patamon and Patamon_F screamed in sight of these monsters. "Flying monkeys!!!"
"Aaaaaiiiieeee! Flying bat-pigs!" a Gotsumon joked about as he rolled in laughter.
"That's not funny!" shouted the two. "We're not bat-pigs!!"
"You know what really scares me?" said Guardromon. "Munchkins."
"Why so?" asked Tentomon.
"They're so short . . . and midget like . . ." Guardromon replied. "They can hide in numerous of places and sneak up on you when you least expect them."
"But they are midgets! They're short tiny humans! They can't help it that they're so short," said Gatomon. "They didn't ask to be short."
"Well I had a bad experience with a midget . . ." said Guardromon. "My friend, Mekanorimon, has a Munchkin riding in him. Must feel very uncomfortable . . ."
" . . ." Gatomon stared. "I'll never understand what runs in those gears of a mind he has."
"Well, my stomach is growling," said Tentomon. "Time for sushi in the kitchen."
"Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! Sushi!!!" screamed half the Digimon.
"Noooo! That's my sushi!" Tentomon shouted. He ran out of the room as quickly as he can and shut the door behind him, huffing and heaving. "Phew! The only thing that can get between a mon and his sushi is a oak wood door and brass locks!"
Tentomon then wobbled down the steps and to the kitchen.
The two Patamon pushed and pulled themselves out and under from the door while the other Digimon inside weren't as that flexible as them two. "Phew! Ha! Good thing we didn't fill up on creampuffs yet."
"Yeah, then we would've never been able to squeeze through from under there," said Patamon_F.
They then chased after Tentomon quietly so they can steal the sushi when he less expects them.
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Still, the mighty WTB continued their way through the mansion. They weren't gonna give up after one little incident with a ventilation shaft. They were skilled burglars like ninjas (sort of . . . could use some more work . . . a lot! And they don't try to kill people . . . on purpose . . . just accident!) and they were able to bypass the wandering guests of the mansion. The second burglar, the blonde one, was acting edgy around the leader. The leader was a bit curious of his comrade's edginess wondered why.
The three of them were sneaking around the large halls of the mansion when the leader spoke out. "Hey, um, you okay, blondie?"
" . . . What's with calling me blondie, sir?!" she asked, in an almost outraged voice. "I am not to be made fun of because of my intelligence!"
"Sorry . . . but you seem . . . edgy. Is there a problem?"
"Only around you, sir! You sicko!"
"Awww, come on you two," sighed the third one. "He only accidentally fell on you that way. He didn't mean to do a face plant right into your-Ow!"
"Accidentally, huh?!" she replied. "Can't believe I'm working with two perverted boys like you . . . Hmph!" she said that with a final note to it with her arms crossing over her chest.
"Hey but he didn't mean do a face plant right into your-Ow!!" said the third burglar once more. "Sorry . . . I'll shut up now."
"Look, I'm sorry, and trust me, I wouldn't even want to stick my face in your bosoms again," said the leader. "Good thing I have this cloth over my nose or I may have passed out from the smell of those perfume on you! Phew! That was one fall I regret ever do-!!"
"KLONK~!"
"PLOP!"
"Agh! You knocked him out cold!" the third one panicked as he jumped to his leader's side. "Yo! Snap out of it! Leader! Leader!! Leader!!!"
"Tch. Don't worry. It's just a bump on the head that's not swollen . . . much," she added. " . . . Okay, not by much . . . It's still just a bump that can be smoothed over . . . a little . . . Alright, I may have overdone it with hitting him with the candle holder."
"We need him, awake! To lead!"
"We don't need a pervert like him to lead us. Come! I'll lead!"
That was like instant death if you were to follow her. The third one could've swore he saw his name written on a tombstone ready for his departure when he looked at her. His parents wouldn't mourn for him and a dog would wander into the scene and be marking its territory on his grave. "Noooooooooo!!"
The third one jumped up, ran off somewhere, ran back, and tossed a bucket full of cold icy water into the leader's sleeping face.
"SPLASH!"
"Pbbbbbbbbbbttt!!! Ack! *cough* Pbbbbbbbbttt!!" The leaded coughed and spitted. "Must it be cold water?"
"Unless you wanted scalding hot water on your face then I'll go get it . . ." the third one replied, huffing and puffing.
"No!"
The leader then resumed their way through the mansion when they were walking along a hallway. The leader and others pressed themselves against the walls and into the shadows as they continued when the leader suddenly heard something. "Shhh! Guys, stop!"
"What is it, lea-"
"Shhhhhh!"
"No, I specifically asked for these!" said a voice.
"I know, I know! But cooking them may be a problem . . ." said another. "The guests might get suspicious to know their friends are-"
"Doesn't matter! What matters is the exquisite and magnificent taste and aroma of a feast you'll cook up tonight for them and me!" replied the first voice.
"*sigh* Well this isn't the first time I cooked something so exotic and delicious," said the chef. "I'll make you proud."
"Good!" replied the man. "Now, I got a party to host."
The two then departed and went to their jobs. Suddenly another voice came in.
"Wait! What about me . . . ?" asked a sly and snake-like voice.
"Oh yeah, well, you can entertain the ones waiting to be cooked down in the dungeon," replied the host.
"Yes!" replied the snake voiced man. "Hehe . . . Can I stab them a couple of times with my knife?"
" . . . NO!" replied both the host and cook.
"I need their meat nice and fresh and not oozing with blood!" the chef scolded.
"Fine . . . Can I poke them a couple of times with needles?"
"No!"
"Beat them to a bloody and purple pulp?"
"NO!"
" . . . Can I torture them by letting them watch Teletubbies?"
" . . . Yes, that's fine."
The leader gasped. "Oh my god! Did you guys hear that?"
The blonde one was looking at her fine finger nails, even though they were covered under her black gloves. "Hm? What? 'Oh my god something, something,' you said?"
And the third one was cleaning out his ears with his pinky finger. "Huh? Couldn't hear a thing. Cleaning my ears here, ya see?"
-__-;;; The leader's face looked as blank as ever as he looked at his comrades like the face next to this sentence. "You idiots! They're gonna kill the Digimon! They're gonna cook them! Flambé a la Digimon! Ya hear?!?!? They're gonna feed those other guests their own friends!"
"I'm confused," the blonde replied, tilting her head to the side.
"Isn't it like cannibalism?" asked the third.
"You're acting like this is nothing! I can't believe you're standing there like a complete buffoon! The both of you!!" shouted the leader. "I can just squeeze the life out of you now . . . !!!"
"Whoa! Anger! Anger! Remember those anger management exercises? Use them!!" the third one shouted as the leader wrapped his fingers on to his neck. "Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh-Ack! Ack! Gah! Ah! Ack!"
"Hmmm? Who's there . . . ?" asked the snake voice, over hearing a loud rant from outside the door.
"Eeeck! Quickly! Hide!" commanded the leader.
"Uh, there's no where to hide!!!" panicked the third.
The blonde one tried a door as she yanked on the doorknob as hard as her strength could exceed but she couldn't. "Arrrghh!!! Open~!!! Noooooww!!! OPEN!! Noooooo!!"
"The doors around here are locked!!" the third panicked even more. "We'll be found and killed by that vindictive knife-carrying dude!"
"Oh, so you DID hear what they were say-" the leader spoke when the door behind them clicked and swung opened.
"Ah-ha!"
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A/N: What happens now? Will those three klutz survive? Will this scheme of cooked mons be revealed in time? Will I EVER get the next chapter out soon? Well, I'll make this quick: Review please and hoped you enjoyed. Merry Christmas (although late . . .) and happy new year!
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