Standard Disclaimer: Can someone do this for me? Please?
Author's Notes: ACK…TOO MANY REVIEWS! (overloads and crashes) XP
(reboots in safe mode)
To the reviews!
Dark Qiviut: I saw those reviews you left for KoumiLoccness. I must say…rather 'choice' words. :P
Now to your other reviews.
I'm not angry. On the contrary, I'm quite impressed with your honesty on the matter. Your opinion is your opinion, and not mine. HOWEVER, there is something I have to talk about.
IMHO, it seems that your fandom of Davis is coloring your opinion of a story. The reviews you've left on 'A Revision' are FILLED with respect, enjoyment, and the overall sense that you liked/loved it. Check back yourself. This latest review of yours contradicts those statements you made in 'Revision'.
Now I'll admit that Davis was singled out a bit when it came to getting 'bashed' (although I STILL don't believe I bashed him as much as you make it out to be…or that I 'bashed' him at all). But in my opinion, that's part of Davis' nature in a way; he falls down, only to pick himself back up again, stronger than ever. After all, he's finally getting his revenge on Yolei, isn't he? Plus, for every bad moment Davis had, he had a good moment (or two…or more) to outshine it. He was the FIRST to get two Digieggs, he unlocked the power to defeat Chimeramon, he unleashed the Golden Power of the Crest of Miracles (thus unlocking the Older Kids' crests once more, unlocking DNA Digivolving, AND Holy Armor Energizing0, AND he was the only kid brave enough to kick Myotismon in the shin. ;P
And as for Darkheart…I personally think that was outshined by Davis' defeat of his dark alter ego, as well as his abilities as a leader in the final episodes. If it weren't for him, the Digiknight would have never come to be. And you know what THAT means. ;)
When you take time to think about, Davis DID have more bad things happen to him…but when it came to having good things happen, Davis had far more than any other Digidestined.
But here's my main point: with the exceptions of when Davis was 'bashed', or when Yolei got too irritable for your liking, you 'hearted' my story. The above situations, when set up against the size of my story, are very small by comparison. Up against the entirety of Zero 2, the above situations constitute a TINY fraction of the entire thing.
All I'm saying is this; don't let your fandom/love for one character (Davis) or your dislike/hatred for another (Yolei or Kari) color your opinion of the story as a whole.
Even so, thank you for saying this. And like I told you in Revision…don't worry about apologizing or offending me. Okay:) (Seriously though, please take my words into consideration.)
Now…to the bright side of things! (boots him off a cliff twice) :P
feral-halliwell: No…not yet.
Dot Cubed: Yes. Yes he has.
RiEtz: Welcome to Housemates!
Yamimaru: I've heard of Daneel. Haven't read his work though.
Digi fan: Heh heh…WRONGO!
Cloud-821: Yes. Yes I am.
Anthony1: Darkheart? In this story? No…not here. In the future…yes.
Angel Of Fire: I have a helpful website. ;)
Wolfkun: Well, that was just over time; 48 family interventions stretched out over FOUR children (before Davis and Jun joined up) isn't quite unbelievable.
Assamite: Regular chess. I'll introduce Shogi into the Zero 2 series on a later date (when I understand the rules a bit more).
Bluesv20: Thank you.
Yami Vizzini: It's pronounced 'Ee-noo-way'. As for the 'Daiyako' thing…sorry. They're just too similar to work realistically together (for me, anyway).
Concerning the timeline, I spoke about this in an earlier chapter of Housemates when replying to reviews. Here's how it works: the moment Shaun went back in time to destroy Demon, he inadvertently created a NEW timeline. Since he wasn't IN the past in the original timeline, there was no choice but for a WHOLE new one to be created. In a way, you could say that the timeline Shaun came from was the original Season 2 of Digimon (with a Taiora, Mimato, and Daikari twist), and my Zero 2 timeline is the brand new one he inadvertently created.
As for Gennai waiting to see if Shaun went to see Demon…now why would he do that if Demon was dead? I'll let you draw your own conclusions for what awaits in the future. ;)
duskmon87: FORCE CHOKE!
SSJ4Takeru: HOLY SHRIMP! That's a LONG review. O.o;
Well…first off, let me say welcome!
As for your elevating me to 'legend' status…I don't belong there with the likes of Silver1, Silvormoon, and yourself. I only have ONE story to my credit. You have a sage stretching over ten fics, and Silver1 has his excellent 'Crystal Digimon Saga', plus the incredible 'Outcast' and 'Darkness Reborn'. Don't put me on a pedestal just yet; I still don't believe I belong there.
And, unfortunately, I haven't had much free time to read your D-Fusion stories. I've only read the last part of the Milleniummon Saga (the episode where Zeed dies…IT. IS. LONG. X.X). Perhaps in the future, when I have more time cleared up, I'll start from the beginning. And as for Galactic X…I noticed a review on your story where the reviewer mentioned my 'Digiknight' and what a coincidence it was for you to have the same idea. Guess we were just thinking on the same parallel. :P
Yay! Fellow Terminator fan! (hums the theme from the first movie)
As for what you wish to look forward to…if you like Matt, rock bands, and Etemon, then you'll like 'The Comeback Tour'. If you like ninja battles, then 'Battle of the Shinobi', which comes on RIGHT AFTER Housemates end. If you like intrigue, conspiracy, and Men in Black, then you'll like 'Digital Deception'. If you like Dragomon and the Dark World, then 'Shadows of the Light' is for you.
Thanks for the long review!
Ninetalesuk: UNCONSCIOUS!
Malebolgia: Wow. It's been awhile since you've reviewed. Welcome back!
Kmoney: You crazy. :P
Sora Potter: Welcome! To answer…
Davis survived the barrier's shock in episode 31 because it wasn't enough to kill someone. It shocked him…but it wasn't enough to kill him.
Davis survived Myotismon's Crimson Lightning because the Dark Digimon didn't WANT to kill him. It was meant to turn Davis into an example for everyone else who would dare try to stand up…and he didn't kill him because death is all too often a release from pain. Myotismon knows that…as do most Dark Digimon.
As for the lack of a scar…I think Davis' Crest of Miracles would've been enough to do away with it. ;)
Mady: Like I said earlier, I have a handy website.
Silver Warrior: GAH! The moment I uploaded the chapter, I saw that you'd left a review. CRICKETS!
Dang. Three whole pages of review answering. O.o;
Begin!
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Chapter 20: A Night on the Town
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/Jun, Momoe, and Chizuru's Room, Inoue Apartment, Odaiba, 10:27 PM/
Darkness swamped the entire room. The only light was from the window; the illumination was provided by a streetlamp.
Momoe had the top bunk. Jun had the bottom bunk. Chizuru had her own bed.
Suddenly, Momoe asked, "Do you think the pranks are over?"
"If those two know what's good for them, the pranks will remain over," replied Chizuru, her tone casual as ever.
Jun sighed from her bottom bunk. "Boy…I knew there'd be some trouble when we moved in…but I never thought THIS whole mess would happen."
Momoe giggled in response to Jun's seriousness. "Don't be such a worrywart Jun! Sibling rivalries are a normal thing for this family."
"It's just that the one Yolei and Davis have is greater than any other," pointed out Chizuru.
Momoe sweatdropped. "Well, that's true…but at least the pranks have stopped!"
"For now," countered Jun. "I have a feeling the peace won't last long…"
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/Yolei's Room, Inoue Apartment, Odaiba, 10:31 PM/
Yolei sighed as she kicked off her shorts and took off her shirt, rummaging through her drawers for a large nightshirt. "Man…that was tiring."
"What was tiring?" asked Poromon, who was polite enough to face the other way while Yolei changed.
"The games," drearily replied the Child of Caring as she finally found a suitable shirt.
Poromon blinked out of curiosity. "Huh? I thought you liked those games! You and Davis were having a lot of fun!"
"And we were!" countered Yolei, a small smile on her face as she poked her arms out of her purple, thigh-length T-shirt. "But the competition was so intense…I've never had a sibling rivalry as tiring as the one I have with Davis. Even the one I had with Mantarou several years ago doesn't compare!"
Poromon turned around at the sound of Yolei closing her drawers; that meant she was done changing. "At least it's not as bad as pranking each other constantly."
Yolei sighed with relief as she sat down on the bed and swung her legs over onto the sheets. "True…and I will admit that dealing with our differences this way is a lot nicer than pranking each other." She suddenly crossed her arms as a cross look crossed her face. "But if Davis starts pranking me again, I'm not gonna take it lying down!"
"Of course not," replied Poromon, a sweatdrop clinging onto his head. "That just wouldn't be you then, would it?"
Yolei giggled innocently at her partner. "Nope!" Even so…I wish I could get along with Davis the same way I do with Cody, TK, Kari, or Mimi…
Not Ken though. The way she felt about him…was reserved for the Child of Kindness alone.
I just wish we didn't rub each other the wrong way…we'd be a lot better off for it. Yolei grimaced as she took off her purple bandana, feeling at what remained of her lavender hair. Still…he didn't have to go so far as to hack my hair off! It's going to take a whole month to grow back!
Yolei just sighed as she got out of bed and turned off the lights before getting back into bed.
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/Davis and Mantarou's Room, Inoue Apartment, Odaiba, 10:37 PM/
"Gee Davis, you and Yolei sure know how to take a board game seriously."
"So?" retorted Davis at his older brother, who sat on the top bunk. "Whenever I do something, I give it my all. If I can't give it my all, then what's the point?"
"Is that why you didn't want to join the play that starts next month?" asked Demiveemon, whose head was poking out from under Davis' pillow. He had found out about it after rummaging through an outside trashcan at the school; a school document detailed a play starting in January.
Davis grunted as he took his goggles off. "Heck yeah! I always have to dress up in itchy clothes!" Mantarou sighed out of content as Davis turned the lights off. As Davis opened the window – his reason being that it was little warm inside – he said, "You sound happy."
Mantarou chuckled at Davis' statement. "I'm happy for both you and Yolei. No more awkward moments of social humiliation. Instead, it's replaced by competitive gaming. Nice winning spree you had with the checkers, by the way."
Davis grinned as he got into his bed. "Don't you know it!" I will admit…it's good to know I won't have to do any more pranks. I was starting to run out of ideas.
However…that didn't mean that he would let his guard down. He knew how vengeful Yolei could be; she might prank him again out of spite. And if she does…I'll strike back!
Silence.
The Child of Miracles suddenly groaned inwardly. Man…this bites. Why can't Yolei just treat me like she does with the other Digidestined? It'd make our lives a heck of a lot easier! Davis merely sighed as he went to sleep.
Sometimes, I bet you all wish Davis and Yolei would just come out and talk instead of dragging things on so far, eh?
Oh well. Now we turn our attention to something else…
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/Rooftop, Etsuya Apartment, Odaiba, Friday, December 2nd, 12:02 AM/
Night had officially changed to morning…and the date had advanced by one day.
It is early in the morning…and our attention turns to one Digimon…
"Feh! Whosever built dis joint shoulda included stairs!"
Yep. Impmon.
Impmon grimaced as he scrambled over the roof's edge, plopping down onto the hard rooftop of the apartment complex. Unfortunately for him, Daichi's window had no fire escape…which meant no stairs leading up and down. I'm sure you can imagine how hard it is to ascend via climbing windowsills.
The purple Rookie breathed heavily as he stood up, gazing at the bright skyline of Odaiba and the rest of Toyko that sat beyond. "Heh…what a sight ta behold. The night's young…and so am I!"
Impmon laughed as he leapt from rooftop to rooftop; the close proximity of the buildings and the Digimon's jumping ability made traveling no problem whatsoever.
As Impmon hopped from building to building, he spoke aloud to himself. "Okay…foist things foist! A bar. Gotta get booze! And den…whatever da heck comes next! Maybe I'll light a hobo on fire as a prank! Oh, or scare the livin' bejeesus out of people at a restaurant! Free food!"
Okay, so it was quite obvious Impmon wasn't as morally guided as the other Digidestined's partners. But then again, that was part of his character now wasn't it?
"Heh heh," chuckled Impmon as he prepared to leap. "Time for a night on the…" He leapt. "TOWN!"
SLAM!
Impmon yelped as he slammed straight into someone in midair. The Rookie Digimon and the unknown object fell down, crashing right into a dumpster.
"…ow…" moaned the mysterious figure, the voice apparently masculine. "Okay, who's the idiot who slammed into me?"
Impmon growled as he pulled himself out of the dumpster. "Okay youse wise guy! Put em up, or I'll give you a taste of my Bada Boom!" He got a glimpse at the figure…and blinked. "Hey! You're a Digimon!"
The Digimon jumped out of the dumpster and landed in front of Impmon. The figure was no bigger than a Patamon; he was essentially a talking head with feet and wings. His light blue feet had three blood-red talons. His head was covered in dark gray fur, with a large blue covering extending over his wings and forehead. He possessed sharp fangs, and his yellow eyes were filled with mischief. To round the image off was the image of a skull on his forehead. His lips were contorted into a scowl. "Of course I'm a Digimon you klutz! The name's DemiDevimon, and don't you forget it!"
Impmon scowled. "DemiDevimon eh? Well my name's Impmon!"
"I didn't ask for your name!" roared DemiDevimon.
"And I didn't ask for yours!" retorted Impmon.
"GRRRR!" growled the two Rookies, lightning crackling between their eyes.
Finally, the two angrily turned away. "Hmph!"
Impmon grunted, "Just don't bump into me again, youse got it bub?"
"Whatever!" retorted DemiDevimon. The devilish Rookie floated into the air, muttering, "Kay…gotta find a bar."
Impmon's ears pricked at the sound of 'bar'. "…did youse just say…youse lookin' for a bar?"
"What's it to you?" asked DemiDevimon, his tone indicating his testy mood.
Impmon grinned as he turned around to face the winged Rookie. "I was lookin' for one too."
DemiDevimon was silent; from the looks of it, he was considering what Impmon was offering…even though the purple imp hadn't said anything outright. Finally, he said, "Hmm…was considering stealing drinks from the bar itself…but then I remembered that there's a lot of drunken men this time of night, and they'll probably beat us up if we try to steal."
Impmon snorted. "Some Digimon youse are. Cowerin' from a perfectly good ruckus? Softie!"
"Unlike you – who shall now be known as Mr. Idiot – I know when to pick my fights," retorted DemiDevimon.
Mr. Idiot? Steam erupted from Impmon's nostrils. "Why YOUSE!"
DemiDevimon suddenly smirked. "So instead…we'll buy our way into the bar…but since we Digimon don't exactly have access to money…we'll have to steal it from some poor schmucks."
"Now hold on there!" interrupted Impmon. "Stealing money is bad! It's illegal, immoral, wrong, and most importantly of all…not nice!"
DemiDevimon snorted. Great…another Goody-Two-Shoes. "And what's that supposed to mean to me?"
"It means…" Impmon's face lit up into a sadistic grin. "Dat I'm all for it! Let's get us some loot!"
DemiDevimon blinked, honestly bewildered by the sudden turn-around decision…then he realized it was all a joke, meant to confuse him. Heh…I like this guy. "Fine then…well if we're going to steal money, we might as well do it with some pizzazz!"
"You're speaking my language," replied Impmon as he snapped his right fingers; a small orb of fire popped into place on his index finger.
"Not bad…but I know of a place near the bay. A warehouse that's currently used as a storage area for a lot of shops in Odaiba." DemiDevimon grinned; in the relatively short amount of time he had been in the city, he had explored a great deal near Tokyo Bay (although he had stayed away from the inner parts of Odaiba, for obvious reasons)…including the warehouse he was alluding to: Warehouse #1. "There's something there I think you'll like."
Impmon snorted as DemiDevimon flew off. "Eh…youse better be right about dis." He immediately climbed up the side of the building, following the tiny devil.
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/Warehouse #1, Tokyo Bay, Odaiba, 12:27 AM/
Unlike Warehouse #7 – the abandoned place that Saito and his thugs called their current hangout (or at least, they DID until Chizuru showed up) – Warehouse #1 was bustling with activity. A number of forklifts, delivery trucks, industrial cargo crates, and even a crane sat around the large warehouse.
And right now, two troublemakers were sneaking in through a ventilation shaft that led to the roof.
Impmon plopped down on top of a crate that sat mere feet below the vent, lighting his finger with an orb of fire so he could see. A large number of aisles consisting of nothing more than crates – neatly labeled with identification numbers – filled the entire warehouse.
"This way," muttered DemiDevimon as he floated out of the vent and towards the third aisle closest to the right side of the warehouse. Impmon followed him across the tops of the aisles, eventually seeing the little devil opening a brown crate with the identification code 'SJ21994'. "Yeah…here we are!"
"What's in da box?" asked Impmon.
When DemiDevimon opened the crate, Impmon knew immediately. Joshua Kido's partner remarked, "This crate is part of a shipment to a store that sells fireworks, party stuff, stuff for jokes, stuff for pranks, stuff for stuff, yadda yadda yadda…and you know what that means…"
Impmon grinned as DemiDevimon grabbed a bag and filled with a random assortment of stuff. "Light show."
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Patatatatatatatatatatatata!
"AAAAAH!"
A man going for a late late late walk in the park screamed as a string of firecrackers lit up and exploded in front of him.
"Demi Dart!"
The man gagged as a large syringe jabbed his butt…and then he fell unconscious. Impmon leapt down from a dead cherry blossom and began rummaging through the man's pockets. "Aha! Found his wallet!" As he rummaged through the wallet, Daichi's partner asked, "He ain't dead, is he?"
DemiDevimon replied, "Nope. He'll be awake in about an hour." To be honest, DemiDevimon was grateful that his Demi Dart's toxin had been downgraded from deadly poison to a knockout liquid after Demon had removed his Dark Spore. He didn't need that kind of firepower around here.
"Hmm…fifty bucks!" Impmon stuffed the bills inside his gloves. "Let's see if we can score again! I wanna make sure we gots a lot of spendin' money!"
DemiDevimon grinned as he took to the air, a bag full of material from Warehouse #1 in his claws. "Gotcha!" Both Rookies disappeared into the night.
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A blue-haired woman returning home from her job's night shift suddenly yelped as a bunch of orbs slammed into the ground, lighting up in multiple flashes. "What the…?"
POW!
She grunted as she fell to the ground…courtesy of Impmon's foot to the back of her head. The purple Digimon quickly grabbed her purse and started rummaging through it.
DemiDevimon set down beside Impmon and asked, "Whatcha got?"
"Seventy bucks! 120 in total…PLENTY for booze!" Impmon chuckled as he thought of the inebriation that would soon come.
"Well, we gotta ditch the bag then." DemiDevimon looked inside the fireworks bag and said, "Only a powder bomb left. Let's just dump it."
Impmon casually grabbed the small cylinder – when the string on the lid was pulled, a shower of white powder would erupt from within the pressurized container – and tossed it over his shoulder. "Problem solved. Now…to the bar!"
As Impmon and DemiDevimon trotted off in search of the nearest bar, the powder bomb flew into an open window. The two Rookies never noticed.
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/Watsuki's Bar, Odaiba, 12:57 AM/
Considering how late it was, the bar still had a surprisingly large number of customers. There were still about a dozen people in the bar, not including the bartender. All of them were men; mostly the kind who had once been like Daichi's dad: drinking away their sorrows. The lone exception was a group of three guys who were basically having fun laughing at anything; that's how drunk they were.
The saloon itself was rather basic; black tile floors with fifteen wooden tables set up. Each table had four chairs covered with red leather, and fifteen stools were lined up against the bar. The wooden bar was lined with chrome, and a mirror covered the entire wall behind it. Metal shelves lined the front of the mirror, and bottles upon bottles of alcohol sat on them. The saloon was lit up by dull yellow lights, and there was a hazy quality to the air; most likely due to the cigars being used by the group of three merry men.
The bartender was a tall and rather clean-looking man; he was completely bald, and his black facial hair was neatly trimmed. He wore a white apron over his clothing, which in turn was rather casual (blue jeans and a black shirt). He was quite muscular…which was good, considering that people tended to get a bit rowdy when drunk. His green eyes shifted lazily as he cleaned a glass; as the proprietor and bartender, it was his responsibility to make sure everything remained in order.
His name: Noboru Watsuki.
The doors opened. Everyone lazily turned…and their eyes immediately hardened, despite their drunken state.
DemiDevimon and Impmon sauntered into the bar. The eye of every drunkard turned on them; the animosity was evident. The two Digimon immediately hopped onto two stools. Noboru frowned; he could tell some of the customers didn't like them already. "We don't serve Digimon."
Impmon grinned as he pulled out twenty dollars from his glove. "Youse wouldn't say dat to a payin' customer, now would ya?"
Noboru frowned. Even though some of the patrons looked ready to actually stand up…he couldn't deny those who had money to pay. "Fine…what'll it be?"
"Gimme the best stuff you've got!" exclaimed DemiDevimon.
"And for me…get me the strongest booze youse got!" demanded Impmon.
Watsuki frowned. "That'll run you well over one hundred dollars."
Impmon pulled out the rest of the cash. "Will 120 bucks do it?"
Noboru Watsuki nodded as he grabbed the bills and put them in the cash register. As he reached for the bartenders, he heard DemiDevimon yell, "And don't bother with glasses! Just give us the bottles!"
"Hee hee hee…impatient, aren't we?"
Impmon and DemiDevimon blinked as a strange figure stepped out of the back room. He was basically nothing more than an eggshell with green legs sticking out. The middle of the shell was broken, revealing black emptiness with two yellow eyes.
It was Digitamamon. He spoke in his customary voice; it sounded like he was speaking through his nose. "But then again, that's my favorite kind of customer! In and out, giving money in exchange for what you want without any fuss over niceties."
DemiDevimon grinned at the sight of his former partner-in-crime (from WAAAAAY back in Season 1; remember when Matt first got Garurumon to digivolve? That episode.). "Well…never thought I'd see you in the Real World. What about your restaurant?"
"I've got a friend of mine running it," replied Digitamamamon as he pushed a cart full of new sake bottles with his feet. Balanced on top of his head was a tray of sushi for one of the customers. "Besides, I like working here! Far more business, which means much more money! Hee hee hee! With my culinary expertise and business know-how, we've managed to attract more customers than ever before!" He slyly glanced upward at Watsuki. "Isn't that right…partner?"
Noboru grinned slightly as he fingered a small object in his pocket: a digivice. "I have to say that that's true: Digitamamon's been a boon to me since he got here. And I guess that makes me a little proud to say that I'm the first bar owner in Tokyo to serve both humans AND Digimon." He set down two bottles in front of DemiDevimon and Impmon. "But no rough-housing."
"Gotcha," muttered DemiDevimon as he pulled the cork out with his talons.
Impmon grinned as he took one swig of the bitter and slightly tangy liquor he had bought. "Just keep supplying the booze, and we'll behave!"
Forty minutes later…
"Sho thish Bakemon was givin' me a bunch of lip…" muttered DemiDevimon, the slur evident in his voice.
By this time, Impmon and the rest of the drinkers – four had already left by now – had gathered around DemiDevimon as he was retelling an old tale of his. "Uh huh, go on…"
"Then I plunge him with my Demi Dart…AND HE EXSHPLODESH!" dramatically yelled DemiDevimon. Suddenly, he fell backwards onto the floor. "Whoopsh…I've fallen and I can't get up!"
A round of raucous laughter erupted from the patrons. Impmon boasted, "Oh yeh? Well lemme tell you shomethin'…dat ain't nothin' compared to when I got my kisser kicked!"
A black-haired human slurred, "Who was it? Thug? Police? Hobo?"
"Nope…A FRICKEN' CAT!" He was alluding to when Gatomon had kicked him off the roof…but none of the drunkards knew that.
This new information caused more laughter to erupt from the drunkards. Even DemiDevimon was having a giggle fit. As Impmon drank the last bit of his liquor, he looked inside his gloves…and frowned. "Aw dang…only fifty-four shents left. Hey barkeep! Will dish be enough fer another bottle?"
Noboru sighed as Digitamamon snickered at the stupid question. "No…it's not even enough to buy ANYTHING. Since you're out of money…I suggest you leave."
Impmon angrily pounded the table as DemiDevimon wearily pulled himself up. "Youshe a rude guy, youshe know dat? I oughta kick your butt, ya panshy!" Impmon stepped onto the table, his movement wobbly thanks to the alcohol. "Come on!"
Noboru sighed as he glanced at Digitamamon. "Get those two out of here…"
"With pleasure boss!" exclaimed Digitamamon as he glanced at a dark corner of the bar. "Yo! Goro Gyusalamee! Chop chop!"
At that moment, an 8'6" humanoid figure stepped out of that corner. He looked exactly like Futa Ishisamee…except instead of gold, he wore jet-black armor. It was an Elitemon…and the black armor meant he was of the Ultimate level.
Impmon and DemiDevimon sweatdropped at the sight of the large Elitemon. DemiDevimon yelped, "HE'S your partner too?"
"No," replied Goro Gyusalamee as he cracked his knuckles. "I was hired." Although the Prophets of Reality and Absolution had relocated to America after the Odaiba War, some of the Forbidden City Digimon had gone abroad to search for a new existence. Those who had not gone with the Forbidden City leaders Reality and Absolution (not to mention Wisdom, who had returned to the Digital World along with a number of Elitemon and Huntermon who did not find the Real World to be so grand) had mostly remained in Japan. Goro was one of them.
The rest of the drunkards impulsively backed away as the black Elitemon stood ominously over Impmon and DemiDevimon. "My job is rather simple; deal with ruffians and those who are no longer welcome here. You are the latter."
He picked both of them up by the head. "Now…" He opened the entryway with his foot. "BE GONE!"
With a quick heave, Impmon and DemiDevimon were both tossed out. With an angry snort, Goro closed the door.
CRASH!
Both Rookies landed smack-dab in the middle of a garbage dumpster in an alleyway…on the opposite side of the road that Watsuki's Bar stood on.
Impmon grumbled as he removed a banana peel that sat on his head. "I'm ready to call it a night."
"Agreed," concurred DemiDevimon.
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"You've got me turning up and turning down and turning in and turning round'…" slurred DemiDevimon as he haphazardly flew through the air, his inebriated mind affecting his ability to fly. Plus, Impmon was hanging onto his legs. And right now…both he and Impmon were singing a song.
Impmon sang as he hanged on to DemiDevimon's ankles. "Turning Japaneshe, you've got me turning Japaneshe, I really think sho!"
Except they were singing off-key. But hey, they were drunk.
DemiDevimon chirped in. "Turning Japaneshe, you've got me turning Japaneshe, I really think sho!"
SLAM!
DemiDevimon and Impmon groaned as they slammed face-first into a sliding glass door. They fell down onto a small, secluded apartment porch. "Ow…"
Suddenly, the door was slid open by a man with blue hair, a blue mustache, and a weary-looking face. It was a face DemiDevimon easily recognized. "Yo…I'm back…"
It was Joshua Kido: father of Joe. Yes, the same one who wanted his children to have a medical career no matter what. Yes, the same one who was a real stiff when it came to relaxing or taking a break. Yes, his partner was DemiDevimon.
Hey, opposites attract. Sometimes, however…it's a bit unfortunate.
Joshua's eyebrow twitched as he glanced at DemiDevimon and Impmon. "Found a new friend, have you? Seems like a real role model."
Impmon pointed out, "I detect sharcashm!"
Joshua's nostrils twitched. "I can already smell the alcohol from here." He frowned as he stepped back inside. "You know the rule. Sober up before coming inside." The door was shut quietly.
DemiDevimon groaned. "Man…he'sh shuch a shtiff…"
"Who caresh? Hish fault for misshing good booze." Impmon stood up carefully as he moved toward the edge of the porch rail. "I had a gash…we've gotta go on another beer run shoon!"
"I'm counting on it…" droned DemiDevimon as he slumped onto the ground, falling asleep where he sat.
Impmon just stepped off the rail…and fell downwards towards an alley. In his drunken state, the purple Digimon didn't realize he was over ten stories high in the air.
Fortunately…he was caught. By a familiar warrior in gold.
Futa Ishisamee groaned as he put the tiny Rookie on the ground. It was fortunate that he had followed them; if he hadn't seen them being thrown out of Watsuki's Bar by an Elitemon, he wouldn't have been here. "Mind telling me why you decided to commit suicide?"
"I'm jusht light-headed!" retorted Impmon, who immediately clutched his head afterwards. "Oh, pain…it'sh loud!"
Futa sighed. It was fortunate he had been watching over the Digidestined for a majority of his time spent prowling the city. That included people who were new to having a partner. "Let's get you home."
"Jusht gimme shome money and take me to a bar! That'sh good enough!" demanded Impmon. That tirade was immediately followed by pain in the skull.
Futa sweatdropped as he leapt on top of an apartment building with one push off an alley wall. "This is why I don't drink."
As the Mega Digimon carried Impmon away, the little purple Rookie's mind was filled with thoughts of DemiDevimon, alcohol, and laughter. Heh…he ain't so bad after all…a Mon after my own heart!
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/Davis and Mantarou's Room, Inoue Apartment, Odaiba, 6:49 AM/
Demiveemon yawned as he sat up. Boy…it's a little chilly in here!
As he glanced towards the window, he realized why; it had been left open all night. No wonder…huh? What's that?
A small white cylinder with a pull-string was sitting on the floor near the window. The little In-Training curiously hopped out of bed and grabbed it. "Huh?"
It was none other than the same powder bomb Impmon had thrown away last night. The window he had inadvertently thrown it into had been Davis'. Demiveemon curiously picked it up and jumped back onto Davis' bunk. "Davish?"
The Child of Miracles dully groaned, "What is it Demiveemon…?" He blinked as his In-Training partner shoved the white cylinder in his face. "What is this?"
Demiveemon shrugged. "I dunno. I saw it on the floor."
Davis drearily reached for the pull-string – his mind was still too drowsy to realize what the cylinder truly was – and did the only natural thing that one does with presented with a pull-string.
He pulled it.
CHOOM!
The entirety of Davis, Demiveemon, the bottom bunk, and the immediate area around the bunk was coated with powder. Fortunately for Mantarou, he endured no powder.
Davis was silent as he stared angrily at the now-empty cylinder. He was now fully awake…and he had only one thought on his mind.
Darn it Yolei…you just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you? Well guess what; you asked for it!
So there you have it…once again, Digimon have inadvertently caused a Prank War…or, in this case, the revival of it.
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To be continued…
Next time…
Chapter 21: A New Prank
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Author's Notes: The pranks return next chapter! Davis once again will exercise his talent as…THE PRANKSTER!
And next chapter…he'll get some unexpected help.
FYI, the song DemiDevimon and Impmon were singing was 'Turning Japanese' by The Vapors.
See you soon, and please review!