Luke releases a breath and looks up as Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose both attempt to be close enough to communicate with him, but far enough away from each other that they won't randomly throw a punch. "I have been considering bringing in new digidestined," he says slowly. "Especially with Miz and Heath away, filming this movie. What say you?"
"Fine with me," Seth says, obviously disinterested.
"Who'd ya have in mind?" Dean says, trying to seem as unbothered by the prospect as his former Shield brethern.
So that's how it ends up with the six of them grouped around, watching as Enzo Amore, Colin Cassady and Kevin Owens gape at the world they suddenly find themselves in. "What... the... hell?" Kevin sputters out after a moment. "I dunno what kinda prank this is, but I swear to God, when I find out who did it..." His angry, murderous gaze is locked on the group of digidestined and Seth sighs, stepping forward.
"It's no prank, Owens. It's legit. About as legit as your partner over there."
Owens turns to look at the blue bear cub who's oddly enough wearing a baseball cap backwards, his teeth gleaming in the sun as he smiles anxiously up at Kevin. "Hello."
"Oh dear God," Kevin mutters, torn between wanting to squish the cute animal or keeping his distance because who knows what part in the stunt that thing must play.
On the other hand, Enzo is already wrapped around his partner's little finger, the bright blue creature staring up at him in awe. "Veemon, eh? Well, ain't you somethin' else," he says, poking him on the nose. "We're gonna be best friends, I know it already."
Cass chuckles and looks over at his own partner, a bird type animal with wide eyes and a crazy tuft of down on top of his head. Nearly facepalming, he sighs. "People are gonna think I gotta type at this rate," he says jokingly, stroking along Hyokomon's face.
Enzo looks up at the bird, frowning. "Dunno what you're talkin' about, man. Ain't never seen anything like that before."
Cass coughs into his hand and tries not to break down laughing, aware that Enzo would never let him hear the end of it otherwise. "Whatever you say, Zo."
Soon enough, the teams decide to split up to go handle the problems of the day. Just to come upon one of their own. "I don't want him on my team," Dean says simply, glowering over at Owens.
"Well, I don't want those two on mine," Seth grunts. "By the way, why do we have an uneven number again anyway? Even if Slater and Miz were here, it'd be 11. I thought Luke was all OCD about having even... Ugh, whatever. You take the Leopard Dorks over there, and I'll take Owens. Then we'll all be happy, yeah?"
"Fine by me," Ambrose says, turning and walking away without a glance back. Joining his team and leaving Seth's to grow accustomed to Owens and his bear partner, Dean claps his hands and smirks as the four others on his team all cluster around him. "Let's get this show on the road."
Considering, Enzo and Cass are easy sells on the whole Digiworld thing, both wide eyed and blinking as they take it all in, but with very little shock. New Yorkers, Dean thinks. Rolls with anything and everything. It's a good thing, especially now. Even more so when they approach the village with the distress signal on their digivices and almost gets mowed down immediately by a laser beam.
"Shit!" Enzo gasps, finding that Cass is now in front of him, acting like a shield. He tugs on his arm slightly, trying to see around him, but there's nothing to see. Just quiet, the calm before the storm, and then it surges again and Del Rio is snapping at Gabumon in Spanish, the other digimon all downed or, in the case of Hyokomon and Veemon, trying to attack pensively with punches and what looks like an attempt at slashing the flying digimon with Hyokomon's sword, the young creature so unbalanced that he almost slashes himself.
Cass facepalms and lifts his partner, holding Hyokomon high and giving him a slightly better vantage point... but it doesn't matter as Garurumon lunges forward and tears through Peacockmon after freezing the evil digimon, shattering it into pieces. "Welcome to the team, perros," Del Rio snaps at the two men and their partners before storming off as Garurumon dedigivolves back to Gabumon.
Dean watches, swallowing. They still need to figure out a way to stop the defiling of the digiworld's water supply, his eye catching the unhappy grimace on Dolph's face at yet another deletion on their record, but for now, he's glad this particular case is over without blood shed or serious injury on their side.
