The Digimon Reunion
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Disclaimer: Refer to Ch. 1 or 2 to see . . .
A/N: Still got some more to go. Enjoy!
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 Eight: "Let Loose"
Beelzemon ran over to the knocked out Wiley and picked up his guns. He reloaded his guns with Wiley's ammo and rattled them. "All right, that's my baby."
"You're quite intelligent vor a Digimon."
"What? Well, yeah I guess but you see--" Beelzemon turned around to see where that voice belonged to. "Whoa, Mama! HELLO!"
Meanwhile, Growlmon faced off with Sicknor . . . But not much changed.
"Grrrrraaaaarrrgghhh!" Growlmon roared.
"SLAM!"
"BwaHaHaHaHaHa!!" the monstrous Sicknor laughed.
It was the third time Growlmon got his face slammed into the brick wall, leaving dents and holes in them. Growlmon withdrew his head out and shook the spinning stars and bird off his head. "Owie . . ." he rubbed his head.
"Come on Growlmon! You can do it!" Takato cheered. "That may have been your fiftieth knockdown but hang in there! Come on, use your head! Think!"
" . . . Use my head? Hmmm . . . Oooh! I gotcha!" Growlmon understood. Growlmon patted his head and snorted out hot steam from his nose as he prepared like a mad charging bull.
"HeHeHeHeHe!! WhAt arE yOu goNNa do nOw, wEaKlInG???" Sicknor asked.
Growlmon then did a full head on charge like the bull he's trying to be right into Sicknor in the gut, ramming him right through not one, not two, but three brick walls as they slowly fell like rain.
"GrAAAgH!" Sicknor cried in pain.
"How do you like my head-butt? Ha!" Growlmon bragged, tossing the ugly brute to side with his horns. "Takato! Takato! Did you see me??"
"Alright, Growlmon! That's using your head!" Takato yelled. "Although not what I had in mind, but it works."
Growlmon clapped his claws together in joy and went back to pouncing Sicknor.
Okay, back to Beelzemon and the pretty lady.
Beelzemon gave a long wolfish whistle and hollered at the sight of the beauty in front of him. A supermodel-like woman with long flowing blonde hair and a slender figure was standing there innocently in a scarlet red dress. She seemed to tease at Beelzemon with that large flapping fan of hers she was holding as she fluttered her eyes.
Beelzemon drooled at the sight like a puppy and a bone. "I think I'm in love . . ."
"A Digimon vat expresses luv? Pah! No such thing . . ." the woman spat at with a heavy accent.
Beelzemon like a love-struck fool, rushed to her side and hugged her leg. "Did anyone ever say you're gorgeous?"
"Ov course I am! Too bad I can't say the same vor you, Digimon," the lady cruelly replied and kicked him off. "Don't ve touching me, you vil'thy monster."
"Hey, I'm a pretty handsome mon here, okay?" Beelzemon stood up. He brushed the dirt off himself, stroke his hair back with his hand, cleaned the dirt off his face, then popped a mint in his mouth. He slid to her side and put his arm around her. "So . . . Seeing anyone?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"The man you just knocked out. He's my husband!"
"That bitch?! Oh, I'm so sorry for you! Hey, why don'tcha divorce him and we can go to the back and grrrrrrrraaaaaawwwllll! If you know what I mean," Beelzemon flirted horribly. "Hehe."
" . . . I shall kill you," she said.
"Give me a kiss, sugar baby!" Beelzemon wooed.
"KRACK!"
Beelzemon was sent flying right past Takato into the wall and slid limply to the ground. "Oooooooh, wow what a kisser . . . !"
The woman was irritated by that jerk, Beelzemon, and started walking over to his body with her fan flared out. She picked Beelzemon up with one arm amazingly and pressed him against the wall. "I vill kill you now. You vill even have the honor ov having your head mounted to my husband's wall in the trophy room vy me, Leblanc!"
"Baby, lend me some sugar -- I am your neighbor. I know you have some because you are so damn SWEET!" Beelzemon wooed again. "Hm, that's actually a good 'Hit On A Girl Phrase'."
"Beelzemon, you do realized you're about to get creamed by her and that giant fan?!" Takato warned.
"Boy, shut up! The adults are talking here!" Beelzemon shouted, blinded by love and lust of this lady. "So, playing rough? Where were we . . ."
Growlmon continued battling Sicknor in a Godzilla vs. King Kong-like battle, knocking each other into walls and toppling them and then sinking their teeth or claws into each other. It would've been an excellent movie if there was some popcorn to eat and a bunch of Japanese people running around screaming their head off saying "Godzilla is attacking Tokyo!!"
Sicknor back-handed Growlmon to the ground and kicked him like a soccer ball into the wall. Growlmon crumpled into a ball before getting up. He was getting a lot of roughs and bumps all over and one of his eyes were swelling up. "Owie . . . I have a big boo-boo again."
"Growlmon! Are you alright, boy?" Takato called to him. "You gotta get up and attack."
"Popeye has his spinach but Growlmon has his peanut butter," Guilmon said, giving an analogy.
Sicknor was moving towards Growlmon and was readying himself to give a final blow that should surely pierce through with his claws. "HeHeHeHe . . . I'll BE sURe to mAKe thIS a QUIck KILL!!"
Growlmon slowly got up, rubbed his head and suddenly felt a rushing wave to his system. "Mmmmmmm, me so sleepy tired now . . ."
"I'lL gIVe yoU an EteRnal rESt!!"
"Good night."
Then Growlmon fell over on to Sicknor with a body slam that smashed him through the floor. "NoOOooOOoooo!!!"
"BOOM!"
You see, even though Sicknor transformed into a large giant-ugly-melting-steaming-piece of something he still isn't as tall as Growlmon nor was he bright enough to know to get out of the way of a slowly crumpling body of something larger than you. Out of the dust and smoke, Sicknor was defeated by the heavy weight of Growlmon and couldn't get up at all except struggle his head from left to right. "ThIS caNNot be!!"
"Oh yes it can," said Takato as he ran up to Sicknor's head and kicked him in the temple and knocked him out. "K.O.! You did it Growlmon! You defeated him!"
"Zzz . . . Yipee . . . zzZ." Then Growlmon reverted back to his Guilmon form.
"Oh come on Guilmon, we gotta save Beelzemon!" Takato woke him up and dragged him off of Sicknor.
"Give me a kiss, babe," Beelzemon continued smooching his lips towards her.
"Ugh, I'll slice your throat now and end this vor all ov us," said Leblanc as she readied herself for a finishing strike.
Takato swung Guilmon around and threw the large red Digimon right at Leblanc and knocked her clutch off of Beelzemon.
"Isaiah! Oof!" LeBlanc fell her side and her fan was knocked out of her hand and slid across the floor.
"What's the--? Takato! Guilmon! Ya'll are idiots! I was hitting on that girl! Go find your own women to hit on!" Beelzemon shouted, grabbing Guilmon by the shoulders.
Takato grabbed the both of them by the hand and lead them out of the dungeon. "Okay more zipping, less lipping and let's get out of here."
"Come back here so I may murder you, you Digimon!" LeBlanc screamed as she got up and chased Beelzemon.
The three of them ran out of the dungeon quickly and was back up in the mansion with everyone else. Takato and Guilmon locked the door behind them while Beelzemon seem heart broken from being ripped away from that lady. Rika, Ryo, and Henry ran up to Takato and asked how did it go.
"Well, I got good news and bad news," Takato replied.
"What's the bad news?" asked Henry.
"Well, I think they're still after us and we have a crazed woman who wants to murder Beelzemon."
"Don't all women who date Beelzemon do?" Rika retorted.
"And the good news . . . ?" Ryo wondered.
"Good news? Ummm, gee, I forgot, why did I even said I had good news?" Takato replied meekly.
Everyone fell over on the floor feeling pale at the moment. --;; (We're all gonna die," said Terriermon.)
"Someone dial 911 and get the cops to arrest these lunatics who's trying to eat us! They're cannibals!!" Hawkmon yelled wildly as he flew over their heads in a circle.
"Not a problem, I got a cell phone!" Beelzemon took out and showed. "Um, hey guys, what's the number for 911?"
" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "
Everyone stood in a eerie silence of fear of what they just heard.
" . . . . . . Oh my god we're all gonna die by the hands of cannibals and the stupidity of Beelzemon and the number 911!!" Terriermon yelled. "It's 9-1-1, Beelzemon! 9-1-1-! Even Calumon knows that!!"
"Give me that!" Hawkmon frantically took from Beelzemon's hand and started dialing the number. "Hello?"
"Hello, you've dialed 4-1-1 and have reached the information line. How may I help you?"
"Agh! Wrong number! Wrong number! Damn these feather fingers I have!" Hawkmon screamed.
The door they locked behind them started to shake as the other side was being breeched. "They're coming! They're here!"
Cyberdramon looked around and took out a chair and put it under the doorknob and stuck it there. Along with pulling a couple of bookshelves, desks, and even a buffet table with Calumon on there eating. "That should hold them. Now scatter like cockroaches!!"
"Oops, almost forgot you, Calumon," Jeri said quickly as she ran off.
"BAM!"
The door was leveled down and furniture was blasted away leaving nothing to stand in there way. LeBlanc paced out madly with her fan along with the Chef Cook following behind with his butcher knife and Wiley holding his head where the butt of the gum hit him. "Vhere are they? All you spread out and don't let them git away! Ve don't vant le boss to vind out ve lost half the main course. Vhere es Sicknor?"
Sicknor came crawling towards the group, now a small pale human size like before with green armor, and breathing heavily. "I-I'm, here . . ."
They all spread out and left to go find the Digimon that have escaped and the rescuers.
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"Okay, we're inside now," said Leader of the 3 member band of burglars. "What's that noise?"
There was shaking rattling noise somewhere nearby. The Third burglar held his legs. "Sorry, my knees are shaking."
"Don't tell me you're freezing up now," said the Blonde burglar.
" . . . Maybe."
They were back inside the mansion and were snooping around for what they had needed. Then they saw the sickly looking man, Sicknor running around through the hallways.
"Hey, guys! Look! It's that's weird guy!" the Third burglar pointed out.
"Let's follow him."
"Why?"
"'Cause I'm the leader, dumb-butt."
"Man, why are we even in this story? We have no purpose!"
"Hm, we'll probably get killed off in the next chapter," the Blonde intruded into the conversation.
"What?! Us! The WTB? Never! We will rise into glory and be the greatest thieves there are!" the Leader glorified.
"Uh-huh . . . And by the way, what does WTB stand for?" the Third burglar wondered.
"Um, ya know, I actually forgot."
" . . ."
"This may come as a cliché said in ALL Digimon fanfics but I have a bad feeling about the next chapter."
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"Where are you, little monsters? I know you're in here . . ." said the Chef Cook as he searched through his kitchen. Renamon and Rika, Patamon, PatamonF, Armadillomon, Veemon, and Hawkmon ran into the kitchen and hid in one of the many hiding places you can find in there. Cabinets, pantry, oven, bread box, under the sink, shelves, and even in the fridge.
"This is the worst situation to be in when you're in a dress this tight," Rika complained once more, hiding behind a counter out of view with Renamon.
"Rika, shush!" Renamon hushed, putting a finger to her lips.
"Brrrrrrr! It was a good idea to think of hiding in the fridge at first but once you're in here, brrr!" Armadillomon shivered next to a whole turkey and a large plate of Jell-O.
"He won't see us if we pretend to be salt and pepper shakers, right?" said Patamon, standing very still next to PatamonF.
"So what are we? Am I the salt or the pepper shaker?" asked PatamonF.
"Veemon, what are you doing? This is no time to eat!" Hawkmon said in a scolding whispered to Veemon's ear.
"I'm sorry! I'm afraid for my own life now but I'm not gonna die on an empty stomach," Veemon replied, opening a can of refried beans with his claw while they hid in the pantry.
The Chef Cook heard the can being etched opened with something coming from the pantry. "Hmmmmm? Oh-ho! You must be in the pantry . . ."
"Ah, Veemon! He found us!" Hawkmon whimpered as he scrambled. He lift the top lid of a large flour jar and jumped in there. Veemon dumped the can of beans into his mouth, jumped into another jar and hid in there too like Hawkmon. He didn't look at what the jar was labeled but the inside content contained something white, sticky and sweet.
The Chef Cook opened the door to the pantry and immediately started his search with one hand holding the knife. "Hmmmm, I know you're in here so come out wherever you are . . ."
He noticed the freshly opened can of refried beans on the ground and finally started lifting each lid of jars he suspected them to be hiding in. Lifting up the lid to the rice jar he didn't see anything in there and shut it again even after rummaging through it with his knife. Hawkmon gave a sigh of relief as he let go of his grip on the bottom of the lid. It was a good place to cling on and hide. Wonder if Veemon figured it out?
The Chef then looked through the sugar jar and when he rummaged through the contents of it with his knife, giggles emitted from it as if it was being tickled. "Ah-ha! I've found you!"
"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"
Veemon popped right out of the sugar jar and bumped through the shelves above him knocking and breaking everything off and burying the Cook in can foods and jars. "Hahahahaha! That tickled! That tickled! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!"
"Quick Veemon! Run!" Hawkmon screamed as he ran out of the pantry.
The Cook burst out from under the pile of knocked over can foods and stuff and rampaged out! "I'll slice and dice you all when I see you, birdie! I'll fry you in a thick sauce of gravy and cheese!"
"I like the sound of cheese but what kind of cheese is it?" Armadillomon asked, popping out of the fridge. Knives were thrown at the side of his face and he quickly knew he shouldn't have given away his position. "Oops! Bye-bye!" and jumped out of the fridge with a sausage link tangled around him. "Everyone run away!!"
"Oh-no you don't!" The Cook ran around the kitchen chasing after Hawkmon and Armadillomon.
"Help! Help! Renamon! Rika! Be a good time to rescue us again!" Hawkmon shrieked as he tail feathers were being plucked off him in mid-air by the mad Chef.
"FWUMP! FWUMP! FWUMP!"
Chopsticks flew across the kitchen at the Chef Cook and pinned his hat to the wall. "What? Me favorite cook hat!"
"Be happy I'm not using my Diamond Storm to pin you! Chopsticks are a bit harder to throw," Renamon assured as she threw rains of chopsticks.
The Cook and his preys were about to pass around the counter when Rika stood up from behind with a large flat frying pan and slapped it right into Chef's face with mighty gong as he fell on his back and lied still, knocked out cold. "Sorry about being a bit late. It's so hard to move around in a dress, dammit."
"Better keep the frying pan so we can hit the others," Renamon suggested. "Frying pans are such great weapons to use against others. Especially on thick-headed people."
"Ooooooh,headache! Hidinginajarofsugarisdefiantlynotgood!Nope!Nope!NowI'mfeelingallhappyandhyper," Veemon said real fast, hyped up on sugar, as he held his head with red stuff smothered over his side.
Hawkmon turned around and saw the blue mon but was covered in-- "Blood! Veemon! You're bleeding! You're bleeding! Oh my, I've-I've . . . Never seen so much . . . Ugh."
Hawkmon fainted from the sight of seeing blood on Veemon and fell out of the air into Renamon's arms.
Armadillomon sniffed Veemon and licked the suppose blood off his face and smacked his lips. "MmmmmmMMMMmmmm! Ketchup! Too bad it ain't Heinz Ketchup but this cheap kind isn't that bad."
Veemon cleaned his face off by licking the ketchup off. "Yumyumyumyum!"
The Cook gave off a groan and they all decided it's best to leave while they still can. Rika made sure the Cook wouldn't find them any time soon and dragged him into the pantry, got Renamon and the others to tie him up with the sausage links and gag him with a tomato in his mouth, and finally gave the guy a couple of whacks to the head with the frying pan for good measure.
"That' should hold him," Rika smiled.
Veemon almost forgot that he left Davis on the roof of the mansion and rushed out. "Agh!Ohmygod!Ohmygod!IleftDavisontheroof!Davisontheroof!Davisontheroof!Withabike!Ohno!!!"
" . . . Did you catch anything what he said?" Rika wondered.
"Something about Davis, roof, and bike. I can already tell that's not good when you add it together," said Renamon.
"Obviously."
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"Davis, are you sure this is actually a good idea?" Yolei wondered.
Davis had the plank of wood sticking out off the roof above the pool, Christmas lights to lit the runway, and a large megaphone in one hand while the other hand was holding on to the bike he was on.
"Davis, exactly what are you trying to prove this time with your scheme?" Yolei asked sternly. "Don't tell me you're trying to 'defy god and gravity' with this like last time, are you?"
Davis turned to her to give a cheeky grin. "Just watch me. Soon, I'll be the number one Digidestine in the world for my bravery--"
"--don'tcha mean stupidity?"
"--and when news hear about what I'm gonna do, they write about me for weeks and soon girls will crawling all over me!" Davis grinned from ear to ear.
Yolei's jaw hung out. "Oh my god you're doing all this just to get girls all over you? Why?! Urgh, boys are so stupid!"
"Oh yeah! Instead of all over T.K.! That Gilligan-Island-hat-wearing little snot is so not cooler than me you see! You just watch me smooth this over like whip cream." Davis grinned broadly. He flicked on the megaphone and tapped it a couple of times. "Okay, is this on? 1, 2, 3! Testing! All right then . . ."
Yolei just slapped herself in the forehead, almost ashamed to be actually acquainted and friends with this idiot. "Oy vey."
Davis turned forward and looked down among the people below him. "ATTENTION EVERYONE! MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION! MY NAME IS DAVIS MOTIMIYA AND I AM A DIGIDESTINE!"
"Davis Motimiya? Who's he?" a blonde girl asked.
"Is he the genius?" a black hair girl randomly asked.
"No that would either be Izzy or Ken," said another.
"Ken is hot but his brother is so cool!" shouted a small girl.
"Is he the short Digidestine with a Digimon called Armadillomon?" the girl next to her wondered.
"No, that's Cody! Aww, he's so kawaii! I think Davis Motimiya is that blonde hair kid with the white fisherman's hat and wears a long sleeve with shorts," said a girl with braids. "He has such a good taste in fashion."
"No that's T.K.!" another girl shouted. "T.K. wears the fisherman's hat!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! T.K.!! We love you!!" shouted a large group of fangirls holding a sign that said so too. "We love you! We love you! We love you!"
"T.K.! T.K.! T.K.!"
"T.K.?! Did somebody say 'T.K.'?? Where is he?! Sign my ass T.K.!!!" another girl screamed holding a marker.
--;; Davis from up above had a grim and tired look. " . . . You see, Yolei? This is why I have to do this."
"I actually pity you for once," Yolei replied. "Wait-- I actually pity you?! Did I just say that?! Oh my god!" She then smack herself hard in the forehead. "Bad Yolei! Bad! Bad!"
Davis resumed his task. "AHEM! DAVIS MOTIMIYA IS THE STAR AND LEADER WITH GOGGLES! I'M THE ALL-STAR SUPER SOCCER PLAYER AND HAS THE BEST TASTE IN FASHION . . . Better than T.K. I can tell you that for sure."
"Davis? The goggle-head? Him?! He's the dorkiest person they ever put on the show!" a girl shouted.
"Has a nice jacket but I dunno about the hair . . . Too bad it isn't big like Tai's," said another.
"Veemon deserves a partner that's better than this Davis person!" a girl yelled.
"Get off the roof, Davis Motimiya! We want T.K.!!" the group of girls shouted. "T.K.! T.K.! T.K.!"
"T.K.!! Sign my ass, please!!" that same girl squealed. "AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!"
--;; Davis sighed again and resumed. "WILL YA'LL JUST SHUT THE HECK UP?!?! I'M TRYING TO MAKE A STATEMENT HERE! NOT RAISE A RALLEY ABOUT T.K.!! Unless it's to throw him off a cliff or cause any bruises to his face or so."
"BOOOOOO!! GET OFF THE ROOF! GO BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM!!" all the girls below shouted. They started throwing cans and trash at him but it barely touched him.
"HA! YA MISS ME WITH YOUR WEAK GIRLY ARM THROW!! NYAH! NYAH! THHBBBBBBBBT!!!" Davis taunted them and giving a silly face to boot. Then he stopped doing that when a large black boot did a direct hit to his nose making a contact. It came from a rather tall muscular girl who was brandishing a finger sign to him that wasn't appropriate but Davis couldn't see through the twirling birds and stars around his head. " . . . OW . . . I'M SO GONNA KILL THAT BOY WHO DID THAT . . ."
"Well #$% you Davis! I'm a girl and I'm not afraid to throw my other boot at you!" the scary girl threatened as she pulled her other boot off.
"Oh for heaven's sake! I'll do one good deed for an idiot and that's it," Yolei sighed. She grabbed the megaphone from his hand and shouted through it. "ATTENTION ALL GIRLS! ATTETION ALL GIRLS! IS THERE A NEWS REPORTER IN THIS CROWD?!"
"AYE!" shouted one reporter for the Tokyo Headline.
"WELL, SIR, YOU'RE GONNA GET A BIG STORY SCOOP OUT OF THIS! THIS IS DAVIS MOTIMIYA AND HE'S ABOUT TO PERFORM THE AMAZING STUNT OF THE CENTURY FOR ALL OF YOU! HERE HE IS ON A BIKE BRANDISHING HIS GLOVES AND GOGGLES READY TO LEAP OFF THIS ROOF AND ONTO . . . UM . . . ONTO . . . Davis, did you plan to land in the pool on the concrete?" Yolei wondered.
Once Davis got the boot off his face and cracked his nose back to it's right position he answered, "Pool," and strapped his goggles over his eyes.
"That's a surprise unlike last time when you did head first into the wall --AND IS GONNA LEAP OFF THIS ROOF AND INTO THE POOL EVERYONE!! GIVE HIM A ROUND OF APPLAUSE, FOR THE AMAZING DAVIS MOTIMIYA!"
This time cheers actually emitted from the crowd below and even shouts of "We love you Davis" was heard.
"Er . . . . Thanks Yolei b-but how'd ya do it?" Davis asked.
"It's just my charm and intelligence," Yolei simply replied.
"Whatever."
"Now go get them."
Davis prepared for this moment as he readied the bike, flexed his fingers, shook the uneasy feeling off of him, and pedaled off the plank and was gonna make a leap into the pool and to his desti-
"DAVIS!DAVIS!DAVIS!WEGOTTATALK!WEGOTTATALK!" Veemon shouted from behind him. "THERE'SABIGSCARYMANINGREENWHO'STRYINGTO KILLUSALL!!BIGSCARYMAN!DAVIS!DAVIS!DAVIS!"
"Wha?!" Davis' concentration broke.
"Davis! Look out!" Yolei shouted.
"Huh?" Davis then realized that the bike was slowly rolling off the plank and his foot slipped off the pedals and he was diving right into the pool. "Agh! What?! What?! Shit! Shit!"
Down, down, down, he went. He didn't pedal hard enough so he just dropped right off the plank and was flipping through air without a helmet nor a butt cap to protect him with the bike under him. "Agh! No! No! No! No! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"
"KER-SPLASH!"
Davis had just performed the most amazing stunt of the century all right. Jumped off a 2 story mansion, on a bike, no protection except for a trade make goggles, and into a pool to do a--
"BELLY FLOP!! Whoooo! Way ta go Davis!" a group of fans screamed and doing the wave.
Lying sprawled out like in an "X" formation he belly flopped face first and was in the pool amazing still alive (we think). He sank slowly after floating for a while until fans jumped in and pulled him out. "All right Davis!" Yolei grinned. "Now I need to go make a phone call for the ambulance . . ."
"Whooo!Davisdidit!Davisdidit!Wheeee!" Veemon screamed, still hyped up on sugar.
"Davis! Davis! Davis! Davis!" the crowd cheered.
"Davis! Sign my ass!! Please! Aaaaaaaiiiiiiieee!!" the same girl squealed.
The only thing that ran through Davis' mind was, 'Hehe, dude, I rock . . . But man, the girls are gonna be hitting on me tonight!'
"CRASH!"
"BOOM!"
"CRACK!"
"That's it bitch! I'll rip that pretty face off of your head and shove it all the way up your--!!"
"Beelzemon!"
"Agh! Blood! Call the police!!"
Davis swerved his head towards the mansion to see shadows of figures moving around in the mansion frantically all over with shouts of terror. "What the heck is going on in there?"
Davis immediately jumped off and pushed his way through the crowd as he ran to the mansion. Veemon followed promptly after him and jumped off the roof and into the water and climbed out. "Sugar!Sugar!Sugar!"
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"Come here little Digimon . . . I know you're in here," Wiley hollered out. "Come out and be a good little monster and show yourself."
Takato and Guilmon, Calumon, Palamon, Biyomon, and Tentomon were all hiding in the master bedroom under the bed, in the closet, and even on top of the bed's canopy. Not making even a single sound, they watched from behind where they hid of Wiley's snooping.
Carrying his new rifle, he slowly peeked trough everything. "Come on, I just wanna be friends with you and maybe even introduce you to my friend here," patting the rifle.
"Calumon hold still before the bad man comes and shoots you," Guilmon shushed, holding the small Digimon in his claws in the closet.
"But I'm still hungry!" Calumon whispered loudly.
"After eating almost three full buffet tables with Guilmon? You're a bottomless pit like he is," Takato replied softly.
Calumon saw through the creak in the door of Wiley moving around but saw in another corner than made his eyes widen to the size of tennis balls. It was a mini-fridge and it was shining like gold or diamonds in front of his eyes and that's when he started to run and get loose. He popped out of Guilmon's grip and started making a run for it to the mini-fridge, singing.
"Mini-Fridge! Mini-Fridge! Shining like gold I just wanna hold! I know there's something sweet because it's making me run on my chubby little feet! Wheeeeeeeeee! Mini-Fridge! Mini-Fridge!"
"Huh?" Wiley turned around to see something dart between his feet, run under the bed ("Ow! Calumon what are you doing?!" shrieked Palamon), out from under the bed, and dive towards the Mini-Fridge and opening it. "Food! Food! Food is good! Yummy, yummy, yummy, in my tummy!"
"Oi! What's that little thing?!" Wiley asked in bewilderment.
"Oh no! Calumon is gonna get killed!" said Takato in shock.
Wiley immediately cocked his rifle and aimed for a part of Calumon that was sticking out of the Mini-Fridge. Guilmon mustered his courage and leapt out of the closet like a raptor on to Wiley's back and pulling his head back to disarray his aim. "Guess who? It's Guilmon to the rescue!"
"Oi! What the--?!"
"BOOM!"
A hole was blasted in the side of the wall and went straight through. It sounded like someone screamed but it was over quickly as Guilmon subdued the hunter by getting on his shoulders and head locking him into a noogie on the head. "Noogie! Noogie! Noogie!"
"BOOM!"
"POW!"
"BAM!"
The man was a happy trigger hunter as he shot randomly while blinded into the ceiling and all around him. It hit a vacuum in the closet near Takato's head, blew a hole through the top of the canopy where Biyomon and Tentomon hid ("He almost shot my leg off!" Tentomon yelled), and even hit through the bed where Palamon hid ("My flower!" Palamon screamed).
Guilmon heavily licked both his index claw and stuck them into Wiley's ear. "Wet Willy time!"
"Oi! Not the Wet Willy!"
Takato took his chance and dodged out of the closet and behind the bed. Palamon, Tentomon, and Biyomon scrambled crazily avoiding being shot while Calumon just continued eating out of the mini-fridge. Guilmon then whipped Wiley to the ground and jumped on the man's back and started to hold his arms. "Takato! I got him! I got him! I got--"
"KICK!"
Wiley had back-kick him in the head and knocked the red Digimon off of his back and into a wall. Wiley stood up, and picked up his rifle ready to blast a hole in the Digimon's head. "Nighty-night you--"
"BONK!"
"You're defiantly not gonna take away my friend!" Takato attacked. He leapt from behind the bed and bonked the hunter out cold with a bed-pan he found under the bed. Takato finally realized what he was holding and dropped it. "Ugh, can't believe I touched that . . . Okay, let's run."
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Bokomon, Nehmon, Jeri, Leomon, Henry, and Terriermon were being pursued in the hallways by Sicknor. For a sick weirdo guy in armor, he runs fast. They turned many corners and climbed many stairs up and down just so they can lose him but they were quickly losing their breath and this freak looks like he can keep going even though he was wheezing like a bag-pipe instrument.
"If I keep running any longer my legs are gonna fall off!" Bokomon complained.
"Well if I keep running anymore my ears will!" Nehmon hooted.
Leomon was carrying Jeri while running so that was all cool and stuff but Henry was having a difficult time with the back-seat driver on his head.
"Faster! Faster! Turn left! Up those stairs! Right! Okay, maybe down those stairs," Terriermon ordered while he gripped Henry's hair. "Agh! Wall! Wall! Sheesh, don't you know how to run?"
"What am I-- Your horse?!" Henry said exasperatingly through clenched teeth.
"Well now if you were I'll have to put a rein around you along with a saddle and then wear a cowboy hat and some butt less chaps with a pistol and call myself Mr. Hi-ho Cowboy the Fastest Shooter of the West and ride you into the sunset," Terriermon sarcastically added. "Oh yeah, and call you Mr. Pwetty Pants #2."
" . . . ."
"I knew that would shut you up, Mr. Pwetty Pants #2."
"Butt less . . . chaps . . . ?" Henry slowly retorted, feeling a bitter taste from saying that.
"It was a joke," Terriermon replied.
" . . ."
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Tai and Matt were both drowning themselves in sake at the bar along with their Digimon.
"Hm, quiet party huh?" said Tai.
"Yep," Matt replied.
"BURP" Agumon and Gabumon belched.
"Mine was louder."
"No it wasn't."
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A/N: Okay I'm cutting off the story here for now. Yes, yes, I know. It'll update sometime soon . . . I'm slow and getting lazy . . . --;; A lot. But that's because I've been working on some other stuff like my comics. It's slowly coming along and posting on the net but it's getting there. If you wanna take a look, it's . Okay, I'm releasing the next chapter soon because I've already written half of it and I thought if I cut the chapters in half, that would mean more updates. Yay! Review please!