A/N: The last chapter got a bit screwed up, I was half-asleep and uploaded the wrong thing. My apologies, it's now fixed!

Enzo skitters around in his goofy dance, trying to make the baby digimon watching him laugh. He smirks at them and sighs, turning back to the village Luke had made them all go examine. Nothing seems to be happening but the man had thought it important, so here they are. "Something there seems to be off," is all he'd told them, making them go with no further explanation of what to look for or do once they arrived. Still rough after losing his cruiserweight belt, Enzo is content to sit alone, try to amuse himself, Veemon, whatever digimon might be nearby.

He eventually yawns and sits down, staring blankly ahead, when the grass parts. A bright bird digimon prances its way out and their eyes lock. "Well, ain't you an interestin' lookin' creature?" he asks with a vague smile. "I like ya style, man. Bet we could get along well."

Hawkmon doesn't say anything for a long moment, Veemon about to interject, when finally it walks forward and stands near Enzo. "You're a digidestined."

His chest swells with pride. "Sure am! We here's lookin' into your village, makin' sure everythin's shipshape. No worries, we ain't seein' anything yet but y'know, better safe than sorry! Ain't that right, little guy?" he asks, reaching over to chuff a Poyomon who makes a faint noise and hops away with little warning. "Tsk. They're prolly not used to humans, skiddish little things."

"Right, of course," Hawkmon says, eyes fixed on Enzo.

"Whatta say, little guy? Wanna go see what's going on in the village?" Enzo asks, this enough for him to get his second wind and hopping up to his feet. "Let's go!" Dusting his hands off, he marches back into the village, Hawkmon following close behind.

Veemon frowns, watching them go. "Not sure why, but I have a bad feeling about this," he mumbles.