I don't own digimon or the song I Need a Hero by Bonnie Tyler
AN: Chapter has an adult theme, if your are yet of the young old age that you can't handle that kind of adultness I ask, nay I implore that you go to your parents and have them put it into context…8 well that's my societal duty done 8
The Love Boat
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"No," said the fishy faced diver as he flicked through a checklist. A group of digimon dressed in buccaneer captain dress walked past, balancing crates on cannon like arms and hook hands. "Captain Vikemon does not allow women aboard his ship, no, no, no!"
"Look we're the digi-destined!" yelped Jason as he glared at the blue, flippered digimon. The digimon turned to bark at a group of metallic beetles. Jason walked around to face the digimon. "Doesn't that mean anything to you?"
"Look kid, I don't care if you are Huanglongmon himself, you aren't getting that female on this boat…" growled the scuba digimon. "Now, unless you're joining the crew, I suggest you get out of the way before I have to have you escorted from the gangplank!"
"DIVERMON!" The blue digimon straightened up suddenly and turned slowly. A large armored, furry beast with walrus like tusks walked up to the gangplank's attachment to the boat.
The blue digimon trembled quietly, "What is it Captain…?"
"What is that commotion down there?" growled the large, hairy beast.
"Stupid humans think they can get onboard, one of them is a female!" growled the Divermon loudly as he sneered at Jason and then at Janet.
"Don't be a fool, let them aboard…" growled the mountain of fur.
"Just what I…wha-what?" The Divermon nearly fell flat on the gangplank.
"You heard me, have the boy report to the mess; the girl can come with me, I have a special assignment for her…" said the captain, as he retreated further back on deck.
"You heard him!" growled the Divermon and pointed up the gangplank, "Stop standing their like idiots, get going…"
"Uh…where is the mess?" asked Jason as he walked up the gangplank.
"Below deck!" shouted the Divermon, "Don't worry; you'll hear it before you see it…"
Janet walked hesitantly behind Jason, looking around the ship. The vessel was easily as big as an aircraft carrier she had seen once when her family went to Hawaii. Massive sails were being strung from giant masts. A large hand dropped in front of her and she stopped. Renamon appeared at her side as the two of them watched Jason and Motimon disappear below deck. Janet looked up to see Vikemon looming over her head.
"You will come with me," said the giant, furry, walrus-like creature. "I have a job for you, in my quarters."
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"Get out of there you dratted idiot!" shouted a raspy grating voice. "I said get out of there! Nightmare Syndrome!" a blast of blackness erupted from a doorway down the corridor. The blackness swirled angrily before spewing at small digimon onto the ground. The digimon was dressed in a blue robe, covered in armor; a small wooden sword was lying on the floor next to the little digimon.
"Woah…" Jason stopped and looked down at Motimon. "Isn't that Tapirmon's attack?"
"Well…" gulped the little pink sheet.
A large egg on a pair of sturdy, green legs stomped forward. It glared down at the little digimon on the floor, "That will teach you to snitch from the mess stocks!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Digitamamon," whimpered the little digimon as he remained lying on the floor. "It's just I missed lunch and I was so hungry; I was only going to take an apple!"
"I don't care if you were going to take a block of salt!" roared the egg loudly as it booted the little digimon against the wall. "You don't steal from the mess! Nightmare…."
"Stop it!" shouted Jason. Motimon leapt in front of the boy and glowed brightly instantly turning into Otamamon. "I think he's learned his lesson, don't you?"
"Look here, now!" growled the egg as it turned its glowing, golden eyes on Jason. "I run this kitchen and I can decide the consequence this little wretch gets not you!"
Digitamamon turned to the smaller digimon in the robes and armor. The little digimon's eyes glowed through a meshed face mask, "Please, Mr. Digitamamon, I've learned my lesson…"
"Hah!" shouted the egg. "You'll get lashings for this! I'm reporting you to the first mate…."
"Please no!" shouted the little digimon.
"I hope you enjoy his company better than mine, Kotemon," chuckled the egg as he walked up and spun around kicking the little digimon down the corridor, "Now get out of my sight you little urchin!" The egg then spun around and looked at Jason. "What are you looking at?"
"I-I…" Jason gulped as he looked at the glaring ovum. "I'm here to report to the mess assignment…"
"I see…" One of the egg's eyes narrowed and then the other as if it was considering something, "Well, come on in…"
Jason sighed in relief as he followed the egg into the kitchen. The kitchen was indeed much different from the rest of the vessel, which was made of some tan colored wood; the kitchen, on the other hand, looked like someone had laid sterling-white linoleum over every inch of the room. It was spacious and had a huge number of cupboards both hung up on the walls and built up from the floors.
A large island inhabited the center of the room. It was occupied by a stove top, butcher knives, and stainless steel cutting surfaces. The egg marched around the kitchen listing the areas; each area had a yellow piece of laminated paper taped to the nearest cupboard top. The paper had detailed cleaning and supply lists down to what solvents were to be used and what order the supplies were in. The egg then turned and walked toward the back. A large metallic door was positioned in front of the egg. Jason was dumbfounded as the large, navigation wheel-like door knob started to turn by some unseen force. A blast of icy air swept around the boy and Otamamon.
"I'm guessing this is the freezer?" stammered Jason as he held his arms.
"Well, you aren't as dumb as you look, mhhmmhmm," replied the egg with a raspy chuckle. "This is the freezer, we'll be using the front meats first, chicken, turkey, then beef and pork, but don't use the steaks; those are for celebrations! GOT IT?"
Jason gulped loudly and nodded.
"Good, hmmhmmhmm," replied the egg. It looked up at a clock shaped like a chicken and then narrowed his eyes, "We're behind schedule, you!" he nudged his body towards Otamamon, "get the skillets, large soup pots and medium pots and fill them with water to set for boil! You!" The egg's eyes flicked up to Jason, "get that large chicken up there on top; we're making chicken soup tonight and don't drop the chicken or I'll have to punish you!"
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"Uh…" Janet looked up at Vikemon as he led her into his quarters. Janet and Renamon followed tentatively. "Captain, why are we here?"
"I have a specific assignment for you, human," replied Vikemon with a growl. He walked behind a large desk and sat down and glared down at Janet and Renamon, "As you have more than likely heard, I hate females being aboard my ship, as I also hate having foxes aboard my vessel…they are not good luck to sea farers."
"I apologize, Captain," replied Janet as she looked at the floor.
"I was requested to bring you by a very important figure, though," continued Vikemon. He growled loudly, "but you will not be lazy around here…"
"I never thought I would," returned Janet as she looked up at Vikemon. The furry walrus snorted in agitation, prompting Janet to lower her eyes again.
"I have a specific job for you," growled Vikemon. He pulled at a desk drawer and tossed something to Janet. The girl gasped as her face was plastered with cloth. Janet pulled the cloth from her face and looked at it. "I hope you can sing…" chuckled the walrus.
A school uniform rested in Janet's hands. The skirt was maroon in color, with a white stripe above hem of the skirt. A white top accompanied the skirt, and it had a maroon stripe that circled above the end of the short sleeves. Janet looked to Renamon and then to Vikemon.
"I don't understand…" said Janet as she narrowed her eyes.
"Well, you see," chuckled Vikemon, "We mariners live most of our lives out here on the sea, and we don't get to see pretty young things very often…so when we get the chance, we like to see a lot of them…"
"Scoundrel," growled Renamon under her breath. The fox looked to Renamon, the girl looked down at the clothes still confused.
"So you want me to wear this…and…" Janet furrowed her brows.
"Show off," said Renamon with a growl, "he wishes to see you in these clothes, and perform in front of him and his scumbag crew…"
Janet's eyes widened, in mortification, as she glanced up at Vikemon. The tusked digimon sneered with a satisfied grin. "I-I…can't…"
"Oh but you can, or you can stay on Setup for the rest of your lives, or I can take you out to the middle of no where and let the Tylomon have you," replied Vikemon with a growl, "Now, let's see, you can either play along or you, and that other human can be Tylomon chowder…"
Janet looked down at the clothes and then at Renamon. The fox glared angrily up at Vikemon and then at the clothes. Janet sighed in defeat, "I'll do it…"
"Janet…no we can find another way…" Renamon retorted.
"We have to get to the others, as fast as possible; this is the only way…" Janet glared down at the clothes and then looked up at Renamon with a little grin, "plus it can't be that bad…to sing and dance for an audience, it may be fun."
"Go, get changed, you go on in thirty minutes at the first mess bell!" shouted Vikemon as he leaned back in chair.
The girl jumped and walked toward the door to the captain's quarters and then stopped, "Where is my bed?"
"Oh…" Vikemon smirked, "I'm sure one of the crew will be willing to help you find it…it'll be on the registrar by now."
Janet nodded slowly and reached up opening the door and left the room. Renamon followed her and Janet closed the door behind them. The brown haired girl turned and just then the ship lurched forward and she stumbled right into a solid object. Janet staggered back and looked up. A tall, thin man in a blue union officer uniform, stood in front of them clasping tightly to a cane with a gold knob on top of it.
"I'm so sorry…" whispered Janet as she took a defensive step backward.
"Don't worry about that, just the ship leaving dock," chuckled the man as he reached forward with a grey skinned hand. "You didn't hurt me; I'm sturdier than I look."
"May I ask who you are?" said the girl as she looked up at the man. A single golden eye peeked out from a blue army uniform hat.
"I am the first mate, Mummymon," replied the man with a stumbling bow. "And you must be the human female we'll be escorting."
"Yes, I am," replied Janet with a smile.
"Ah, well, we will be the luckiest digimon upon the seven Digital Seas," chuckled Mummymon with a theatrical wave of his free hand.
"Well, I don't know about that," blushed Janet.
"Janet, shouldn't we be looking for our allotted room?" asked Renamon with a little agitation in her voice.
"Ah, you need to find your quarters," said Mummymon with concern. He turned and started to walk down the corridor, "I just posted the registrar, let me lead you to your room…I wouldn't like to subject you to the harsh mannerisms of some of the crew…"
"Why, thank you, Mr. Mummymon," replied Janet with a smile.
"Mummymon will be just fine," replied the man as he staggered forward with his cane.
"I was afraid everyone would be rude to me…" confided Janet quietly, "Not to mention the fact that I'll have to sing in this…" Janet held up the school uniform.
"Don't worry, the lot of scurvy dogs here are not as, hounding as they like people to believe," chuckled Mummymon, "though there are those you need to watch out for…"
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"You idiot!" shouted Digitamamon. Suddenly a skillet clanked in front of Jason and bounced a few centimeters from his head. "I said boil for five minutes, you let that asparagus get limp!"
"Well if you didn't make me do twenty things at once, I'd have been able to keep my eye on the damned asparagus!" shouted Jason.
"No excuses!" A two pronged fork stuck into the wooden cupboard behind the boy. "Do it again! And trust me; you'll be paying for those vegetables!"
"Like hell!" retorted Jason.
"Don't make me report you!" shouted Digitamamon.
"Go ahead and then I'll just report you!" shouted Jason loudly.
"Pah!" retorted Digitamamon. The egg sneered. "Fine then, you like to play rough, I'll play rough!" The egg marched around the island and then stomped up to Jason. Otamamon hopped off a stool he was standing on to sort out spices in order of use and growled as he wormed between the egg and the human. Digitamamon leaned forward. "You want to be rebellious; then you'll get ten minutes!"
"Ten minutes?" Jason narrowed his eyes.
The boy suddenly heard the freezer door swing open. The egg chuckled softly and closed up the gap in its shell that was the only port to see the egg's inner darkness. Suddenly Digitamamon's egg snapped open, "Nightmare Syndrome!"
A maelstrom of darkness slammed into Jason and Otamamon and sent them rolling backward into the frigid freezer. The door slammed shut behind them. Jason ran up to the freezer and pulled at the inside door handle only to find that the door was locked from the outside. The egg waddled up to the door and peered into the window.
"Let us out of here you soft boiled dipstick!" shouted Jason.
"Let's see what ten minutes of freezing temperatures does to that hot temper of yours!" The egg chuckled with its annoying mmhmmhmming and then disappeared.
Jason growled and slammed his fist against the door and then cursed as his hand frosted to the metallic surface. He tucked his hands under his arms and then walked back to where Otamamon was shivering in a corner. Jason plopped down on a side of beef and growled.
"It's soooo c-c-c-cold," gasped the tadpole as puffs of steam flowed from the amphibians mouth.
"I know," grumbled Jason as he moved and gently scooped up Otamamon and hugged the tadpole close to him. "Don't worry, I should be able to take ten minutes of this…"
"I w-w-w-was wo-wo-wor-worried about m-m-m-mee," chattered Otamamon loudly as he snuggled close to Jason.
"Just stick close and my body heat should do for the both of us," Jason tucked his knees up and curled into a ball, resting against the side of beef he was sitting on.
Otamamon shook hard in Jason's arms and the boy worried as the digimon started to get groggy. Jason rubbed the digimon's skin as much as he could, but his fingers were beginning to tingle. He had to shift constantly or risk getting himself frozen to the beef he was sitting on. He was starting to get tired himself and fought to keep his eyes open.
Just as he started to nod off the door swung open and a cold breeze swept around him. "Get your butt out of there, and we'll get ready to serve this food to the crew!"
"Y-ya-yo-you, are a mon-moo-mun-muster," Jason stammered as he got up and yanked at his shirt to free it from the side of beef he was sitting on and then staggered out of the freezer.
"Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before," sniped the egg as he pushed Jason into the kitchen, "Now, you go over there and eat some soup…I don't want you dropping platters because you're half frozen…if you do you're paying for it!"
"Yeah, yeah…" grumbled Jason as he put Otamamon in the sink and turned the water on to let lukewarm water flow over the amphibian digimon. The shivering amphibian sighed and uncurled in the sink.
"You'll be cleaning that twice tonight!" shouted Digitamamon loudly.
"Yeah," came Jason's reply. He sat down on a stool in front of a steaming bowl of soup and took a slow sip from a soup spoon. The boy blinked and almost smiled but decided not to, if only to keep Digitamamon from gloating about 'making an excellent dinner even though he was hindered by a stubborn human'. "So how many are in this mess thing?"
"We serve over a thousand in shifts of two hundred and fifty," snorted Digitamamon.
"Where are the other cooks, you can't cook that much by yourself!" shouted Jason as he snapped his head up and looked at Digitamamon.
"Don't worry, they're about," growled Digitamamon. "There is more than one kitchen…but you're lucky, we serve the Captain, with the first mess shift."
"I see," grumbled Jason. Jason smirked and then looked at Digitamamon smugly, "then there are four kitchens like this?"
"Maybe," snarled Digitamamon, "don't get smug with me!"
"Wouldn't think of it," replied Jason slowly as he ate some more soup. The boy stood and then walked over to Otamamon and fed the tadpole soup as it wormed about in the lukewarm water of the sink. "When do we…"
A large bell clanked loudly in the kitchen and Jason looked down to Otamamon, "Ok buddy, can you clean as we're serving?"
"Sure can!" cheered the tadpole as he hopped out of the sink and shook.
Digitamamon instantly screeched, shouting that the two of them will get double duty the next day. Jason could only stifle a soft chuckle as the egg digimon started pushing a large cart out of the double doors of the kitchen. Jason got behind one of the large tray carts. It held twenty-five trays and a huge soup bowl as well as a bread tray and bowl of fruit. Each tray had a bowl of soup, an apple, a glass of water, a flagon of ale and silverware. Jason strained against the cart, his arms still rubbery from being defrosted and slowly made his way forward.
He slowly wheeled the cart through the large, swinging, double doors of the kitchen and turned the cart. He stopped and looked around, Digitamamon's voice erupted from in front of him intermixed with gruff grunts and hardy laughing. Jason pushed forward and walked along the dark, wooden corridor. Surprisingly there was the sound of something banging on wood and the voices died down, even Digitamamon's.
There was a muffled speech and then the sound of a group of howls and claps, and then Jason stopped dead in his tracks. There was the sound of rising, rolling music. The crew's voices rose in excitement.
"Where have all the good men gone," sang a voice. Jason was stunned he blinked and listened, "and where are all the gods?"
"No…it can't be…" whispered Jason to himself.
"Where's the streetwise Hercules," sang the voice loudly, "to fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed? Late at night I toss and turn and I dream of what I need…."
"Human!" shouted Digitamamon loudly, "Get your frozen hide in that mess hall now!"
Jason was snapped from his trance as he took a running start at pushing the cart and pushed it into the mess hall as the chorus intro music rose to a crescendo and crashed down.
"I need a hero!" Janet's voice rang through the mess hall; Jason looked up and blushed. Janet was in a skirt that more than doubly defined the term mini and her top wasn't all that much better. It didn't hang, but rather clung to her frame as she danced and promenaded on a stage in front of the crew and with Vikemon and some other digimon bemusedly looking down at Janet. "I'm holding out for a hero 'till the end of the night. He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast and he's gotta be fresh from the fight!"
"Hey, server!" shouted a gruff voice. It was a red ogre with a lion-print loin cloth, "You gonna serve us or do we just get to watch?"
Jason numbly past the food around and placed the surplus on the long wooden table as Janet sang her song dancing and jumping and tumbling around. His hormonal blush soon turned into an angry flush as the digimon hooted, howled and catcalled the girl. Jason caught sight of Renamon sitting next to the Captain's table a metallic chain seemed to snake from behind her to the table.
"Are you going to stand there?" growled Digitamamon's voice as the egg digimon reappeared with a new cart.
Jason growled loudly and pulled from mess hall as Janet continued with a new song.
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Jason wiped the last bowl and sighed as he gently put it in its place. Digitamamon was grumbling about how it took him too long and threatened to report him to the first mate for lashings. Jason had begun to ignore most of Digitamamon's threats. The egg seemed to enjoy scaring people and disrupting their work ethic, so Jason decided not to listen to anything the egg said beyond the ovum's instructions.
"Can I go now?" growled Jason as he looked at the sparkling kitchen.
"I suppose," groused Digitamamon. "It's not as clean as I like it, but I suppose it's ok…"
"Uh huh…" replied Jason as he took up Otamamon and walked out of the kitchen.
He walked to the mess hall and peered in. Janet was sitting on the edge of the stage. Renamon had been freed from her chains and was sitting next to the girl. Jason walked towards Janet, weaving slowly between the long tables. A group of metallic beetles were sweeping the room as Jason came up to Janet.
"Jason!" Janet looked up in surprise and instantly tugged at her skirt trying to cover the area between her legs. Renamon's tail suddenly flicked over Janet's lap. "I-I…"
"I saw," whispered Jason. His face was stony and his eyes were clear. "It's wrong."
"Jason…" Janet looked into the boy's clear, blue eyes.
"Vikemon has no right to disgrace you like this," growled Jason as he turned and hopped up on the stage to sit down next to Janet. "This is wrong…"
"Jason, we have no choice," whispered Janet. She looked down, "I know, it looks bad, but I can handle it, I can do it it's only for what, a few weeks; trust me, I can do this…it's not that bad…"
"Janet, you don't have to put up with this!" replied Otamamon, "We could ask you to work in the kitchen with us…"
"I don't know…Digitamamon can be…" Jason shivered slightly, "ruthless."
"Don't worry about me…" whispered Janet. "I understand that this is disgracing but…I can do it."
"But…" Jason looked up but Janet had a look on her face that stopped him. "Just don't let it go too far, I wouldn't want you to…"
"Don't worry, I will make sure nothing will happen to Janet," said Renamon as she put a paw on the girl's shoulder.
Jason yawned loudly and slid off the stage, "Gah, I'm tired, and I don't know where my bed is…"
"The registrar is outside the mess hall," replied Janet. The girl yawned and skidded from the stage, with Renamon not far behind. "It's really simple to read and such…"
"That's good," replied Jason quietly as he wandered away. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Janet…" The girl jumped and turned. Mummymon appeared from the shadows. The blue suited man slowly strolled up to the girl. "I must commend you upon your performance tonight, it was…most exhilarating."
"It was just a couple of…well classics I remembered, I'm sure I forgot some of the words…but I guess you guys wouldn't know," Janet said as she blushed.
"Either way I think that was indeed one of the best dinner hours I have had on this ship," said the digimon with a twinkle in his eye, "Would you mind taking a walk with me on deck…?"
"Uh…" Janet blinked and looked at Renamon. The fox narrowed her eyes. "Well, I would, but not tonight," Janet made an exaggeration of a yawn, "it's getting late…"
"Of course, I understand," replied Mummymon sadly. "But you are missing a wonderful new moon…Yes, the stars won't be this clear for a month…"
"Yes, well, the stars have been there for a million years, I am sure one more month will not harm their luster," said Renamon with a bit of a growl. The fox clasped Janet's hand and towed her away, leaving Mummymon behind.
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Day in and day out the same thing passed. Jason would get chastised, and pummeled by crockery as Digitamamon lost his temper. Jason would then serve the food and would catch Janet singing. He would mumble and growl under his breath about the horribly short skirts and tight tops that the digimon made her wear.
Each night after he was done cleaning he'd go and see Janet and talk with her. Most of the time it was to make sure she was still ok with singing. Each night she'd reply she was fine and over time her answers became more aggressive.
"I'm fine!" growled Janet one night. "Dang it I'm not a small child I can make my own decisions!"
"I'm just worried," whispered Jason as he looked down, "I don't think it's right for you to be doing this."
"Well I don't see anyway around it!" retorted Janet loudly. "You aren't my mother and you aren't my father so keep your nose out of it!"
"I just…" Jason narrowed his eyes. "I'm just looking out for you!"
"I know, but I can look out for myself," replied Janet as she narrowed her eyes. "Look, you need to worry about yourself just as much as you're worrying about me." She reached over and gently touched one of the bruises on Jason's arms. "Digitamamon is really hurting you."
"I'm not hurt badly," whispered Jason. "It's mostly show, it doesn't hurt."
A whistle blew through the corridors signifying the late night shift to awaken and go to deck to work. Jason yawned and looked at Janet.
"You need to sleep," whispered Janet. She patted his head.
Jason nodded and stood up, "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Ok, goodnight," said Janet as she stood and led him to the door.
"Goodnight," replied Jason as he opened the wooden door and walked out into the corridor.
Janet closed the door gently behind Jason. The black haired boy looked down at a sleeping tadpole in his arms. He sighed and then started down the corridor towards his quarters. He turned a corner and walk smack dab into a blue suited man. Jason staggered back.
"Sorry, I'm just very tired…" yawned Jason as he looked up. He turned to go around the man but the man shifted and moved in front of him. Jason narrowed his eyes, "Hey, now, I said I was tired and that I'm sorry, there is no need to get pissed. Now, please, let me through, I'm tired." The man didn't move. Jason growled, "Look it's too late to be playing these damned games, who the hell do you think you are?"
The man sneered quietly and snatched up the cane he was using to prop himself up with. "I am the first mate, my name is Mummymon, and your insolence towards me has guaranteed you some punishment."
"What!" yelped Jason. "Look, bud, you're the one that started…"
Jason wasn't allowed to finish the sentence as the head of the cane rammed into his stomach. Otamamon snapped awake from a very deep sleep as he was sent bouncing on the ground after being dislodged from Jason's arms. The tadpole growled but a swarm of white bandages shot out of Mummymon's uniform and tied up the tadpole. Jason looked up at the digimon as it brought a swift kick to Jason's stomach and sent the boy skittering backward into a wall. Jason sat up groggily as Mummymon jaunted forward twirling his cane in his hand. The head of the cane swiped at Jason's head but the boy ducked it. Jason growled and kicked his leg out, slamming his foot into Mummymon's shin. Mummymon growled loudly and slammed the head of his cane into Jason's stomach and brought the back of his grey hand against the cheek of the boy. The boy slid across the ground from the force of the blow.
"You leave Janet alone," growled Mummymon. Jason got up on all fours and glared at the suited attacker. Mummymon walked up and drove his foot into Jason's gut again, "Or next time it will be much worse!" Mummymon sneered and flicked his hand up and the bandages sloughed off of Otamamon. Mummymon then quietly walked away from the scene as Otamamon scurried over to Jason.
"Are you ok?" asked the little tadpole.
"I'm fine," Jason winced as he got to his knees. He stood shakily and wobbled over to the wall where he pressed his hand on the wooden surface. "Let's just get back to bed…"
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"I have a new costume for you to wear," chuckled Vikemon as he opened his desk drawer. "Now, don't get mad at me when you see it, this was the crew's idea…"
Two things dropped to Janet's feet. The girl picked up one of them and gasped. It was heavy and was made of metal. The maize coloration of the 'outfit', if it could be called that, suggested it was made of gold. Janet looked up at Vikemon.
"This is just…" Janet looked at the golden bikini top. It wasn't even a full top. The cups of the brassiere were spiraled gold coils with gaps between the spirals so, that if Janet wore it anyone with eyes could see her skin between the coils. Janet lifted the other 'garment' it was a bottom but really it was just a cup to cover her front and a slice of metal to cover her back. Janet gulped and looked up at Vikemon.
"This is wrong!" shouted Renamon loudly. "It is beyond wrong! I have put up with this degradation long enough!"
"What?" growled Vikemon, "Girl, tell your fox friend what position you're in!"
"Renamon, he's right…" whispered Janet as she looked at her partner.
"Janet, this is wrong, you can't wear this!" returned the fox loudly, "I won't let you allow yourself to be degraded like this!"
Janet's eyes narrowed, "Damn it, you're just like Jason!"
"Janet…" Renamon looked at the girl aghast. "You can't really be considering…"
"Look, when we got on this boat I knew I'd have to sacrifice something to get onboard," Janet looked at the attire she had been given. "If this is it, then this is it, I know this is wrong and improper but I'm in no position to argue…"
"Janet there are limits to what should be sacrificed for this beast's hospitality!" growled Renamon. "You have far exceeded those limits…"
"No…I haven't…" Janet hugged the new outfit, "Jason is getting beat in the kitchen, and what have I been doing, singing and dancing, I hardly call that a fair shake. If I wasn't here he wouldn't be in such trouble…"
"Janet…" Renamon walked to her partner and then she glared up at Vikemon, "She won't do this!"
"Heh," Vikemon crossed his massive, furry arms, "If she doesn't then her friend will get the axe and on this boat, losing your job usually means losing your life!"
"Renamon, please, just stop," Janet looked up at Vikemon. "I'll do it, don't worry…"
"Good," chuckled Vikemon.
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"I told you to baste the bird not smother it in cranberries!" shouted Digitamamon as he glared at Jason.
"Why don't you shut the hell up for once?" shouted Jason in reply.
The egg narrowed his eyes. "You brat! I oughtta beat the heck out of you!"
"Go ahead, everyone else is!" shouted Jason loudly.
Jason slammed his hands onto the top of the island and glared over the cupboard tops at the egg. Otamamon hopped up on a stool next to Jason and growled at Digitamamon.
"You're lucky I'm not in the mood to beat you, otherwise you would have been lashed until there was nothing left of you!" shouted Digitamamon. The egg growled and continued his work.
Jason glowered and continued cutting up vegetables and separating out spices. After several hours most of the food was made and on carts ready to be taken to the mess. The bell clanked loudly and with Otamamon on his shoulder, Jason pushed the carts out of the kitchen. The mess hall was surprisingly quiet. The sound of Janet singing filled the air and Jason slightly frowned. He pushed the cart up to the door frame and turned the corner. The digimon were mesmerized by whatever was happening on the stage. Jason, by now, had become desensitized to the mini-skirt uniform Janet was wearing and most of time focused on serving people so he could get the kitchen cleaned early.
"Uh…" Otamamon blinked up at Jason, "I think you should see what's going on, on the stage."
"What…" Jason looked up and stopped mid-sentence. His face burned a bright red and he immediately looked down.
"Jason, are you ok?" asked Otamamon. "If you blush anymore blood's going to shoot out your nose…"
"She's…." Jason was taking deep, slow breaths, "not wearing very much; is she?"
"Not nearly as much as she usually does…" replied Otamamon, "in fact all that's on is that gold…"
"I saw…" yelped Jason. He ventured a look again his face pulsed bright red.
"What's wrong?" whispered Otamamon.
"N-Nothing…" murmured Jason. Jason narrowed his eyes, "This is a bunch of crap!" Jason dropped a platter he held and ran up to the stage. "Janet, get down here!"
"Jason!" gasped the girl as Jason hopped up on stage and took his shirt off and covered her, "What are you doing…?"
"Don't be an idiot!" grouched Jason to Janet, he turned to the audience. "Otamamon!" shouted Jason as the little tadpole leapt from table to table and up onto the stage. "Otamamon, get Renamon free! We're going to our quarters!"
"No…" growled Janet. Jason stopped and turned to the girl.
"What did you say?" Jason looked to Janet in shock.
"No, if I stop…he'll through us to the Tylomon," whispered Janet. The girl looked up gave Jason a serious look, "I can do this; it's not that bad…."
"Janet it is that bad, this is very wrong!" shouted Jason. "There are laws against this at home!"
"We aren't home and we have no choice…" replied Janet.
Jason growled loudly, "Don't you give me that…"
Vikemon stood up and growled loudly. "I've had enough of this, you, cook, get your ward out of this mess hall now! And take his partner with him, put them in the brig!"
"Yes, Captain!" growled Digitamamon as he walked up to the stage. Jason glared down at the egg. The egg's port shut, "You have disgraced me, for that you'll pay…Nightmare Syndrome!" A black maelstrom snatched up Jason and Otamamon and sucked them into Digitamamon's shell. The egg turned and left the mess growling.
"Janet, please do continue…" said Mummymon quietly with a pleasant smile. "Don't worry a night in the brig will soothe your friend's nerves."
Janet nodded slowly and started to sing again but stopped, "I'm sorry, I can't."
Vikemon growled in aggravation but Mummymon stood and lifted his hand to placate his captain, "Don't be angry with the child, she has gone through a stressful ordeal."
"Fine," growled Vikemon. The large furry Viking glared down at Janet, "but be warned, you are walking on thin ice with me! Now go to your cabin!"
Janet nodded slowly and left the stage. Her departure was met with resounding boos and angry shouts. Renamon was freed from her change and leapt after the girl, covering her up as much as she can.
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Jason laid on the floor of the brig. He groaned softly as he lifted his head. His head swam with shadows as he shook off the effects of being trapped in Digitamamon. He looked down at Otamamon. The tadpole was shaking a little but seemed fine otherwise.
"This is crap…" growled Jason as he looked up at the barred porthole. Stars could be seen outside. "What time is it?"
"No idea but it's been dark for a while now…" replied Otamamon quietly.
"I wonder how Janet is doing…" whispered Jason as he sat against the wall.
"Don't worry, Renamon will protect her," said Otamamon as he watched the boy.
"I should be able to, too," growled Jason as he slammed his fist back against the wall.
"I should really try to remember what that one digimon said…" Otamamon frowned, "Moumentai…yeah…that's it, moumentai…."
"What the heck is that supposed to mean?" growled Jason as he glared at Otamamon.
"Don't worry…or something like that," replied Otamamon.
"How can I not worried, we're trapped on this ship, and we've lost the others and now Janet is flouncing around like a…like a…." Jason bit his lip, "hussy."
"I know, but the more you worry the worse it will be," replied Otamamon, "We just have to endure…"
"I suppose," grumbled Jason as he got up and sat on the hard bunk and closed his eyes.
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Janet was walking out on deck. She hugged herself tightly. She had put Jason's shirt on. She didn't know why, but it just seemed right. The stars were glimmering in the clear skies. The sound of water rushing surround the ship as it cut through the sea. The breeze was slightly chilled. She shivered slightly and she felt a hand touch her shoulder. The girl jumped and turned. She sighed softly in relief.
"I'm sorry, it was not my intention to scare you," said Mummymon quietly. The blue attired digimon looked around him, "Where is your partner?"
"She's about somewhere," whispered Janet quietly.
"Are we alone?" asked the uniformed digimon as he looked into Janet's eyes.
"I think so," whispered Janet. "Why?"
"Oh nothing, just that it's a beautiful night, and I'm with a beautiful young lady…" Mummymon smiled slightly and the stepped next to Janet and looked up at the sky.
"It is a nice night…" whispered Janet.
"Yes…" Mummymon smiled and turned, "Would you like to walk with me…?"
"I suppose it couldn't hurt…" whispered Janet as she looked up at the digimon.
"Good…" Mummymon took the girl's hand gently and lead her down the deck.
Most of the digimon were asleep and the ship was on a skeleton crew. It was peaceful on the deck. The wind shifted slightly as they turned a corner. Mummymon continued to walk slowly but determinedly, not saying a word. He would only cast a slight glance down at Janet and then looked forward. They walked out on the prow of the ship. A group of digimon was walking about but Mummymon waved them off and continued toward a mountain of crates.
"Mummymon, where are we going?" asked Janet innocently.
"Oh behind these crates…" whispered Mummymon. He looked to Janet and grinned. "All these days you've been here and I don't think we've had a minute alone…"
"But we were just…" Janet started to speak but Mummymon put a finger on her lips.
"We haven't had any time in private," said the digimon in reply, "I'd go my quarters but there is just nothing like the night sea air to…well, set a fire under ones heart…"
"Set a fire under one's heart?" Janet looked up at Mummymon in shock. "I'm sorry if you thought I was interested…"
Mummymon looked down at the girl. They were at the edge of the crates. He sneered angrily, "You thought you could just tempt us all and not do anything else?"
"Huh?" Janet looked up in surprise at the digimon's change of demeanor. "I wasn't tempting you it was Vikemon; he wanted me to wear the clothes!"
"It doesn't matter!" shouted Mummymon. The uniformed digimon morphed into a tall, thin mummy. He grabbed Janet and dragged her behind the crates. "I'll have you, and keep you!"
"Get off of me!" shouted Janet as she smacked the mummy.
"You dare slap me, hitting an officer is a very serious offense!" growled Mummymon as he press Janet against the crates.
"I'll tell Vikemon!" screamed Janet.
"Who will he believe? Me, his first mate, or you, a stranger he doesn't really like?" chuckled Mummymon as he ran his hand up Janet's side.
"Please, don't…" Janet cried softly. "Please…Mummymon…"
Mummymon chuckled and leaned in and licked Janet's cheek. The girl gagged and turned her head trying to get the mummy's tongue off of her. Mummymon chuckled, "Oh, you taste good…"
"Get off of her!" growled a voice. Seconds later Mummymon staggered off of Janet and a fluffy golden tail swirled in front of the girl. The owner of the tail turned her head back to Janet, "are you ok?"
"Renamon…" The girl was crying softly. Mummymon reared up and growled. He pulled on a sling that rolled over his shoulder revealing a large gun.
Renamon smirked, "You know what they say about men with big guns, Mummymon…"
"Smirk while you can fox…" The gun clicked and the mummy smiled.
"Renamon, you got to digivolve!" shouted Janet loudly as she wiped tears from her face. The fox nodded and shimmered bright gold and morphed into a large four-legged lavender fox.
"Jaenryuu!" Youkomon growled as twisting fire dragons slammed into Mummymon. The bandaged digimon staggered back and chuckled.
"Necrophobia!" chuckled the mummy as he pulled the trigger of his gun. A bucking stream of plasma slammed into Youkomon sending the fox flipping backward against the crates. Youkomon sneered and charged forward only to be struck by a second bolt if plasma.
"Youkomon!" yelped Janet as she ran to the fox. Mummymon leapt after the girl.
"Youkomon, digivolve to….Taomon!" Spirit wards shot past Janet's head and the girl heard Mummymon groan loudly.
The priestly digimon, Taomon, flew past Janet and lifted her hands and large, ink, writing brush appeared in her hands. She twirled the brush in her hands and pointed it at Mummymon. Taomon charged and sliced forward with the brush. Mummymon looked stunned as the barrel of his gun fell from the butt of his gun.
"You….!" Mummymon punched forward releasing hundreds of bandages. The bandages twirled around Taomon. The priest struggled and growled. Mummymon smiled happily, "Now I will have your partner…and you'll just have to watch!"
"Don't count on it…" growled Taomon. The digimon glowed brightly. "Talisman of Light!" A barrier expanded outward snapping the bandages. Taomon clasped a symbol in her hand and looked at Mummymon, "Do you know what this is for?" The symbol exploded in light that sliced through Mummymon. The bandaged digimon hobbled off. Taomon ran after him, with Janet not far behind.
"Fools," coughed Mummymon as he reached up and pulled the string on a large bell. The bell clanged loudly; suddenly sirens went off. Mummymon grinned as he dissolved into the air.
Suddenly the doors to the captain's quarters exploded open. Vikemon snarled as he searched the deck, "What has happened here?"
"That human, and her digimon!" shouted a voice from up above, "They killed Mummymon!"
"He tried to violate my partner!" retorted Taomon loudly.
"Don't lie to me!" shouted Vikemon. The large furry beast reached back and drew one of his large maces from his back. "I've known Mummymon for a very long time, he does not do that! I knew that bringing a woman and a fox onto this ship was a bad idea!" Vikemon glared down at Taomon and Janet. "For you crimes of murdering my first mate, you shall in turn be destroyed!"
The large beast leapt from his position and crashed down on deck, shaking the ship as it displaced water. He swung his mace over his head and prepared to slam it down on Janet when Taomon stepped in the way and pushed a symbol she held forward. The mace exploded against an energy barrier. A large clump of ice remained from the attack and clung to the shield.
Taomon flicked a clump papers from her robes and sliced them through ice. She grabbed Janet and leapt backward as Vikemon slammed his mace down again. A line of ice followed the priest and Janet. Taomon flicked a symbol forward and fired a beam of light through the ice, melting it. The light beam slammed Vikemon's chest and the behemoth staggered but didn't fall.
Vikemon drew the second mace from his back and then raised his arms out. He released a feral roar and slammed the two maces together. There was an explosion and Janet and Taomon covered their faces and blinked. Vikemon chuckled as the dust cleared revealing a large, jewel encrusted axe.
"With my Mjolnir, I am unstoppable!" announced Vikemon as he lifted the axe up. "Arctic Blizzard!"
The axe blade exploded into the deck and a wave of arctic weather rolled toward Taomon. The snow and frost whirled around Janet and Taomon. Janet looked up to see a dome of ice surrounding her and Taomon. The priest digimon was kneeling and straining holding up a spirit ward.
"I don't know if I can hold him…" groaned Taomon.
"Viking Axe!" The blade crashed into the dome and Janet and Taomon flew backward from the resulting explosion and were flung against a pile of ropes and boxes.
"Taomon are you ok?" Janet hugged the priestess.
"I am fine," replied Taomon as she stood and lifted another spirit ward.
"You can't hide behind those forever!" shouted Vikemon as he charged forward with his axe.
"I can try," whispered Taomon determinedly as a fuzzy glow encapsulated her and Janet.
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"What the heck is going on!" shouted Jason as the boat lurched and tossed him from his bunk. Otamamon rolled next to him.
"It's Captain Vikemon…" said a voice quietly. Jason looked up and saw the digimon that Digitamamon had been attacking when he first came aboard. It was jangling keys as it searched for the one that unlocked Jason's cell.
"What are you doing?" Jason scrambled up to the bars of his cell.
"Freeing you," replied the little digimon. He smiled and made a small 'ah ha' sound and pulled out an iron key and stuck it in a slot. "Your human friend, she killed Mummymon, he was trying to force himself on her. I never liked how the way the others treated your friend and you saved me from Digitamamon so…this is my way of saying thank you."
"Thanks!" called Jason as he and Otamamon pushed through the door and ran up the corridor.
"Where do you think you're going!" shouted a rasping voice. Jason stopped dead in his tracks and turned. Digitamamon was standing behind him; the egg's glowing, golden eyes were narrowed. "You're supposed to stay in the brig!"
"Well I'm not!" shouted Jason.
"Don't worry, I'll deal with Digitamamon, you go help your friend!" shouted the Kotemon as it pointed its wooden sword at Digitamamon, "Thunder Kote!"
"ARG MY EYE!" shouted Digitamamon as the bolt of lightning snapped through the air and into the shell of the Ultimate digimon.
Jason almost laughed aloud but then felt the ship jolt again. He turned to leave Kotemon to duck and weave around the blinded Digitamamon. He scrambled up the stairs, Otamamon right behind him.
"You ready buddy?" shouted Jason as he grabbed his digivice and pushed through the deck doors and exploded up on deck with a glowing tadpole. The tadpole elongated and wheeled around as the glow faded revealing a green-blue sea dragon.
"Ice Blast!" shouted Seadramon as he fired a wave of ice over Vikemon. The furry Viking chuckled and sloughed off the frost and swung his axe around. The wind from the weapon's wake slammed Seadramon against the captain's cabin and the bridge. Jason ran past Vikemon, who was busy preparing to pounce Seadramon, and ran to Janet.
"Are you ok?" asked Jason.
"I am fine!" shouted Janet loudly. She looked to Taomon. The fox priestess was kneeling and heaving loudly. Chunks of ice clung to her robes. "Taomon are you ok?"
"I am…fine," Taomon winced and lifted another spirit ward. Seadramon was sent flying like a toy.
"Seadramon, digivolve!" shouted Jason.
"Seadramon digivolve to Mega Seadramon!" the green serpent grew larger and turned bright red. A golden helmet covered its head with a jagged horn projected from its forehead. "Mega Ice Blast!" A larger blast of winter washed around Vikemon.
"You call that an ice blast!" laughed the behemoth, "Arctic Blizzard!"
A wave of North Pole raged into Mega Seadramon sending the serpent retreating into the sky. Mega Seadramon splashed into the sea as a large iceberg. Vikemon chuckled and turned to Jason and Janet.
"Janet, run, I'll keep him busy…" called Jason as he pushed the girl.
"Are you crazy?" shouted Janet.
"GO, DAMN IT!" shouted Jason as he shoved the girl. Jason ran for Vikemon, "Hey, Jackass, I bet you can't get me!" the boy ran through Vikemon's legs and ran for the bridge.
Vikemon turned with a growl and swept his axe around broad siding the boy and sending him into the ocean. Vikemon turned back to where Taomon and Janet had been but the two of them were quickly retreating from the forward deck of the ship.
"No you don't!" shouted Vikemon and he slammed his axe into the deck floor. A stream of ice raged forward and slammed Taomon in the back. The priest yowled in pain and crashed into Janet and together they rolled across the deck and landed in a heap against a guardrail. Taomon groaned and then fizzled down to Renamon.
The fox sat up and stood in front of Janet. "Janet, run, run I'll hold him off!"
"You can't!" shouted Janet. "Why are you guys doing this, are you trying to make me feel bad! I'm sorry, I got you into this trouble!"
"Janet, I'm not trying to make you feel bad," said Renamon. The fox cocked her head back to Janet, "I'm doing it because I want you to live, I wanted you to stop singing because I feared you would be harmed. I care for you, I would never wish to see you harmed. Jason feels the same way…"
"You…" Janet looked up as Vikemon loomed overhead, "…care?"
"Of course," snorted Renamon, "Do you think I like going up against Mega digimon as a pastime? You have been tearing yourself down for so long…you haven't even realized…That's why you couldn't stand up for yourself…"
"Renamon watch out!" shouted Janet as the axe dropped. A freezing cold swept around Janet and she closed her eyes. She looked up and saw Renamon trapped in a cube of ice.
Vikemon chuckled loudly. "Looks like you're out of protectors!"
"You're wrong…" Janet looked up at Vikemon, "I have myself…" Janet stood tall and glared at Vikemon. "They were right; you were wrong, I didn't need to put up with that crap you made me do, I don't need to be bullied around by the likes of you!"
"You haven't a choice, girl; where would you go?" growled Vikemon.
"I'm going no where…" Janet narrowed her eyes, "My friends protected me now it's time I took care of them!" Janet turned and looked at Renamon and put her hand on the ice. "I'll protect you I promise…" A soft raspberry glow flowed from her chest down her arm and into the ice. The ice fell away from Janet's hands and Renamon fell into Janet's hands.
"Janet…" whispered Renamon.
"Shh," whispered Janet, "It's time I do something to save you guys, and repay all those times you tried to look after me…"
"You can't do it alone," Renamon looked up. "I'll fight with you, no matter what, if we care enough about each other nothing can stop us…after all isn't the saying, 'Love conquers all'?"
Janet nodded and smiled. The raspberry glow rippled upwards and enveloped the two of them.
Janet looked up, "What's happening…?"
"A very good thing…" whispered Renamon. The fox glowed brightly. "Renamon biomerge to…" Blue armor formed around Janet and Renamon's merging bodies. A golden staff formed in her hand small ringlets clanked down on a larger ring that composed the head of the staff. A fox-faced masked covered the digimon's eyes and long white hear dropped down to her shoulder in a pair of loose pony tails. She slashed her staff forward releasing a blizzard of lavender balloon flowers, "…Kuzuhamon!" Vikemon took a step back in shock as the priestess walked forward. She was lithe and had formfitting armor. Kuzuhamon spun her staff in her hand and drove it into the deck floor, "I am Kuzuhamon; I am a master onmyouji diviner that uses the power of the great mother fox spirit to dispel my enemies!"
Vikemon growled, "It doesn't matter what form you take, my Mjolnir and I are unstoppable!" The large furry beast lifted his axe. "Arctic Blizzard!"
Kuzuhamon smirked and lifted her hand. A wall of balloon flowers formed in front of the fox priestess and the icy attack was spread out over the flower bed and dispersed. The flowers fell away and Kuzuhamon looked up at Vikemon, "I think it's my turn! Reverse Rice Cord!" a herd of multicolored foxes flew from behind Kuzuhamon and sliced through Vikemon's armor. The shields and furs on the captain's body digitized and Mjolnir cracked down its handle. Kuzuhamon wasn't finished though. She grabbed her staff and imbedded it into the deck floor. The ringlets that were hooked to the main metal ring on the staff's head levitated themselves to equal distances around the ring. Strikes of energy crackled around the ring. "Womb World Mandala!"
A swirling blast of purification energy shot from the head of the staff. Swirling balloon flower blooms swam around the energy strike. The energy slammed into the bare body of Vikemon and the furry captain roared in pain as the flowers exploded around the captain's body releasing purification energy. The captain crashed to the deck.
Vikemon groaned softly, "Wench…"
"Say good bye," gritted Kuzuhamon under her breath. She held up her hand, "Reverse Rice Cord!"
Another wave of foxes sliced through the armorless Vikemon reducing him to dust. Kuzuhamon then touched off the deck and glided off the boat and dropped down to lift Jason out of the water. She smiled and opened her palm towards the large iceberg that held Mega Seadramon. She paired a couple of fingers together and pointed them at the iceberg. A stream of balloon flowers swirled around the ice and melted it down releasing Mega Seadramon. She then retreated back to the ship. She touched down gently on the deck and let Jason down. The boy looked up dumbfounded at the priestess.
"J-Janet…are you in there?" whispered Jason.
Kuzuhamon nodded with a little smirk. Jason blushed brightly. The fox priestess tilted her head slightly, "Is something the matter?"
"No…it's just…well," Jason blushed brightly again. "If it weren't for the fact that you're a digital fox priestess, I really think your…kind of….you know…attractive…"
Kuzuhamon smiled and then Renamon's voice spoke out, "It's strange, Janet thought the same thing when you ripped your shirt off to cover her up…actually" Kuzuhamon looked down at the soggy, shirtless Jason, "She's thinking it now…"
"RENAMON!" shouted Janet's voice as the fox priestess's blushed a bright red.
"Nightmare Syndrome!" Suddenly Kotemon shot out of the below deck. Digitamamon wasn't far behind roaring and growling as the little digimon rolled on the deck unconscious. Digitamamon narrowed his eyes, "You think you're so tough hitting me in the eye!"
"Is that the one that beat you up?" asked Kuzuhamon with a growl. Jason nodded.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of this rotten egg!" growled Mega Seadramon the red sea dragon lowered down between Digitamamon and Kotemon. "Now let's see how you like a fair fight!"
Digitamamon gulped loudly, "Please…don't…please don't!"
"Heh, strange how the mean spirited change their tune when faced with a real opponent," chuckled Mega Seadramon, "Guess what Digitamamon, I'll be lenient, instead of deleting you; I'm just going to toss you overboard."
"WHAT? NO! I CAN'T SWIM!" shouted the egg as Mega Seadramon flicked his tail and slapped the egg overboard.
"I guess you better learn then!" shouted Jason as the egg plunked into the water.
"Hey you guys!" shouted a group of digimon that had been watching the fight but were too afraid to join in.
"Oh yeah…" Jason rubbed the back of his head, "there's the rest of the crew…"
"Look," Kuzuhamon presented her palms passively, "I won't harm you if you don't harm me, we want to cross the sea and get to Server, can you get us there? We'll work and help out, and you can choose your own captain, but we need the help…"
"We can…" growled a red ogre. He rubbed his head with his club, "and Vikemon was such a pain in the butt, and Mummymon was ruthless when it came to punishment, I suppose we should look upon this as a great gift from the Founders, I say we let them ride with us!"
"I second the motion!" chirped Kotemon. The other crew grunted or cheered their acceptance and then snorted about going back to bed before the sun rose.
Kuzuhamon smiled and then glowed softly separating into Renamon and Janet. The girl blushed brightly as she averted her gaze from Jason. Jason smirked and turned to walk to Mega Seadramon as he reverted to Otamamon.
"You know," Jason said quietly as he lifted Otamamon up. "You don't look to bad as yourself either…"
Janet blushed even brighter. "Well, if you say so…"
"I think he did," said Renamon quietly.
"I know that!" hissed Janet.
"Well I'm tired, I don't know about you," yawned Jason, "I'm going to bed…night."
Janet blinked. "How can you just change the subject like that?"
"It's a talent," smiled Jason as he gave a little wave and walked under deck.
Janet looked up at Renamon. "That was odd, being in you or with you, and then Jason…"
"Odd things happen when you play with love," was all Renamon said in reply. The fox curled her tail around Janet's waist, "Let us also go to bed…I need some rest."
"Ok," Janet suppressed a yawn, "I guess…" she shivered and thought back to earlier, "Will, you possibly sleep with me tonight Renamon, I am a little afraid…something will happen again…"
The fox looked down at her partner and nodded, "Of course Janet."
Renamon gently wrapped her arms around her partner and slowly they walked to their room.
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A glowing red eye gleamed up at the large ship that used to be captained by Vikemon. "Did you see that my lord?"
"I did," replied a dark voice.
"Shall I step in to make sure they do not reach the shore…?" asked the first voice.
"Have at it…" chuckled the dark voice as it receded into the depths.
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I'm sorry for the delay but between finals and coming home and getting things situated I've been exhausted and lost my train of plot, so I apologize if this chapter is slightly lack luster, though incredibly long.
Dark Qiviut: I am glad you liked the suspense and such.
Blue: I do apologize for killing Karatenmon, he was one of my favorites too…but really, is Karatenmon ever truly dead….? As to the Wizardmon to Mystimon thing, I suppose I was swayed but Wizardmon to Mystimon is a common digivolution and most of Wizardmon's other evolutions are…not so pretty.