Thanks for all the hits and reviews on my first chapter. A hint to know that the chapters are rewritten is that the story title will be above the chapter title.
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Chasing the Perfect Storm:
The Inconceivable F6
By FocusR.
Ch. 2 Newsroom
"See yah Patamon." TK whispered to his friend as he slipped on his suit coat. Opening the front door a steamy stagnant breeze crept in gradually. I can't believe that it didn't cool off last night. It's still around low 90's this morning. Walking slowly down the outdoor hallway the air seemed to hang in a dense haze. Glancing over to the east a sliver of light glistened through the hazy sky. I'm just glad I'm not reporting outside unlike other stations are.
Arriving at the station the TK found Davis rummaging through a stack of tattered newspapers and a screen full of web sites by the sports desk.
"Hey Davis, how's the sports world doing this morning." TK replied as he took a sip of some piping hot coffee.
"O hey TK" Davis replied absentmindedly, then looking over at TK he replied, "Uh, how can you drink that paste they brew here in the morning."
A confused look filled TK's face; he quickly glanced strangely at his steaming black coffee. "I drank worse stuff in the digital world and college, compared to that this is pretty good. Anyway, it's real caffeine at least; I had another late night."
"O I forgot to ask, how was the Twins baseball game last night?" Davis questioned as he dug rapidly through the morning sports sections of all the local papers.
"What baseball game." TK replied, "The Dome didn't have anyone playing last night, and the minor league Saint's were out of town."
"So that's why there wasn't anything in the papers about it this morning." Davis shouted slamming his fist full of papers on the desk, "I can't believe Ron set me up like that. If I get my hands on him…"
" Davis calm down you still have two hour before you go live so just relax." I on the other hand have less than thirty minutes to get an updated forecast all made out along with all the graphics. "So, how's Veemon doing after the storms a few nights ago?" TK replied leaning on Davis's thin cubical wall, while trying to kill some time before running through the endless columns of numbers and figures.
"He's fine at least the tornado warnings and sighting were just north of where we lived. You know what TK, I still don't get it." Davis sighed as he cracked open a can of Dew. "He's one of the most "fearless" Digimon, but he's terrified of severe weather." Then taking a gulp of the Dew he glanced at a picture of Veemon and him next to his laptop. "So, how are you doing after that long night?" Davis questioned as he reached for the front page of another paper.
"I'm still tired and exhausted from that one three nights ago," TK replied as he flipped through some notes of a forecast he put together earlier. "On the other hand it was fun considering there were a total of 23 radar indicated funnels and 18 were actual touch downs. Hey it's apart of the job description, random hours with a lot of stress. Mother Nature never works on the usual block workday like everyone else lives by." Glancing at a few pictures on Davis's desk TK continued, "Although there were a couple of good payoffs to it, there was no deaths, and did you see the video we got from an armature chaser that same night?"
"TK-- I do the sports, you deal with the weather since you're the weather man." Davis said as he flipped open a newspaper; showing TK a picture of the extent of the damage caused by one of the F3's that hit a small town just on the outskirts of the cities.
Don't call me that, you don't know how much work it took to get this far and most times it can be taken away faster than any other position at this station. " Davis, I have one more question?" TK commented as he polished off the rest of his coffee.
Tilting his head back and rolling his eyes Davis moaned, "Now what do you want?"
Leaning into Davis's ear TK whispered, "What do you know about the restraining order on the group of storm chaser called Sky Chasers?"
Davis's eyes lit up as he practically shouted, "WHEN DID YOU FIND OUT ABOUT THAT--"
Putting his hand over Davis's mouth to shut him up, TK whispered again. " Davis I mean it, I found out last night when Ron called me around 10:30-- and don't shout this time."
Looking at TK, Davis signaled him to sit. "You just found out about it last night." Davis calmly replied tilting his head to one side, as TK nodded back. "Man they really kept you out of the loop." Then glancing around to make sure no one was listening, Davis continued. "Sky Chasers has been sending emails to Ron and other reporters and anchors for the past three months trying to get you to do a story with them. These emails started out with one a day then escalated to almost 25 in one day, along with phone calls. Honestly I think they are a bunch of nuts." He said as a little chuckle under his voice.
Looking into Davis's brown eyes TK knew something was up. " Davis, guess who Patamon saw before I got to my apartment last night."
"What do you mean?"
"He saw Agumon, Biyomon, Wormmon, and Gatomon put this letter on my door." TK replied handing the folded letter over to Davis.
"When did you get this?" Davis exclaimed as he began reading it over.
"Yesterday."
"That means that Tai, Sora, Ken, and Kari are the storm chasers that are after you for the story and they are over here in the states." Davis said handing back the letter.
"I guess, but why after five years did they decide to contact me to do story. Considering it's early for tornados; peak season isn't until late July to Mid August up here." TK replied as he flipped through the calendar on Davis's desk.
"Hey it's a chance for you to ask Kari out on a date and most likely boost your rating on TV." Davis replied as turned around to his laptop.
"Sure if it doesn't get me fired." TK absentmindedly blurted out while he glanced over the hectic newsroom.
"What do you mean?" Davis replied as he started scribbling notes for later.
"That restraining order isn't just for Ron against the other DD" TK replied, "it's enforced for all employees at channel 6."
"It is!" Davis exclaimed slipping his pen across his page of notes and cringing at the mess in front of him. "That would mean we can even go see them even for just for a little reunion."
Nodding his head TK acknowledged Davis. "Well we could go see what they want, but it would put our jobs at risk."
"Did you tell Ron that these guys are our friends?"
"If I tell him, I'll most likely be fire me on the spot. Considering that, he told me to stay out of this matter--"
"TK, I've known you for what, 16 years now." Davis replied cutting off TK in mid sentence. "When has that stopped you before? The only person that I know who stopped you from doing something to drastic has been Kari. This time someone in that group of people is trying something to bring out the old you. Give it a try the worst thing that could happen is you could lose the bet we set five years ago." Davis smirked as he slipped a small piece of paper out from under a drawer.
Breaking out in a small smile, TK began shaking his head. "Not a chance Davis, I don't even know if Kari even likes me--"
"TK! Have you lost it-- honestly? We're talking about Kari here." Davis exclaimed the newsroom went silent.
"Shut up Davis!" TK quietly barked through his teeth.
"OK I'll meet you over at the Studio Cafe downtown after the morning show. Will talk about this there where we don't need to worry about the rest of the staff thinking you have lost it? Anyway you still need to do your forecast and were on in ten."
Great I spent 20 minutes just talking. This should be an interesting first forecast. "OK I'll talk to you later Davis. One quick thing, are you bringing Veemon?"
Looking through the paper even more Davis commented, "Most likely since he probably already emptied the refrigerator. Even on my salary I can't bring enough food home to keep him for a few days."
"OK Davis I'll be there with Patamon."
Walking over to his desk TK noticed a small forecast already printed out on card stock paper.
What the, how did they get in here? TK though as he picked up the similar and far more detailed forecast than his small notes.
"Hello TK, how are you doing this morning." A stern voice said form behind TK.
Spinning around, Ron was standing tall over TK. At about 6' 5", he towered five inches higher than TK.
"O… hey… Ron…" TK stammered as he tried to hide the forecast under a small pile of papers.
"I was just coming over to check if everything was ready to go."
"Uh… don't worry… all I need to do is … uh… put it together on the computer. I'll be done before we go live." TK replied as he sneaked over to his laptop by his desk.
"OK, as long as you're ready before we go live. I have one more thing to remind you. If you get anything from that group of nuts, which includes a letter tell me ASAP or else we'll be finding a new replacement for the weather department." Ron commented stressing 'letter'.
"OK don't worry, I'll tell you if anything comes up." TK responded as he continued keep his back turned. I would rather, be attacked by all the dark masters all over again than go through this especially with Ron after me. I can't betray my friends, but Ron has more than a hunch I'm diving in more than I'm telling.
"OK TK, I want to see that forecast in five minutes and I don't want anything that sounds depressing like yesterday." Ron replied as he began walking away, but keeping a suspicious eye on TK's desk.
Falling with a thud into his chair TK carefully pulled out the stashed forecast, and glanced over it. This is almost exact to what's I have on my notes, but how. I never release any of my forecasts until we go live. And most times it's a little different than the NWS and NOAA's. Wait a second there are three different handwritings on this. The first on is got to be Tai's it's to sloppy to be anyone else's. The second one, man that one looks a lot like Ken's handwriting since it's to perfect and crisp. The last one looks like a midway between Yolei and Sora's. It has to be Kari's since it has the small tail at the end of each sentence.
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