Warning! This is a track back! (A track back is something that I have already written and have sent to other sites on the net. The characters in a track back can be seen in some of my other stories so this notice is here so that people will not get confused with it… Ex: Jimmy Warmers is in A Digimon Christmas but in this story Impmon meets him for the first time.) I am doing the same thing with the stories about Miromimon, Kaori and Impy!

Thank you that is all…

A Prank to Remember

"Are you going to keep following me all day?"

Jimmy trailed behind Impmon, watching the Digimon intently. "It's just that… I've never seen a Digimon in plain sight before. Like on the TV sure but in real life? It's incredible!"

"I'm actually surprised you haven't seen one in real life before…"

"Why?"

"Do you know how many Digimon run rampant up and down this city?"

"No… Should I?"

Impmon sighed and walked into the park again. The kid was ok. He wasn't scared either. That intrigued Impmon. Usually when people were not afraid of him he thought he had slipped up and so he would try to fix his mistake. But he had tried this several times on the boy already and he still did not deter from following the purple demon Digimon.

"How 'bout I show you where another Digimon is living right now?"

The blonde haired boy jumped in surprise at the question. "Another Digimon?"

"Ya… He lives pretty close actually. Just a few blocks down."

"THAT CLOSE?"

"Ya."

Jimmy was lost for words. Instead of answering Impmon's question the boy bobbed his head vigorously up and down.

Impmon smiled and had the kid follow him down the street. They crossed the road once and then ducked around a corner onto a thin street with lines of houses.

"Hmm…"

"What?"

"I've never been here before…"

"Really?"

"Really, really!"

"Don't do that."

"Sorry…"

They passed by rows of houses, all quiet and quaint. Jimmy looked up and down the road in search of any sign of a Digimon. It's so peaceful here… I always thought that Digimon were really destructive. I wonder why nothing's wrong with this place…

Impmon stopped so abruptly that Jimmy ran right into him.

"Watch it! Anyway… we're here."

"Why did you stop so suddenly?"

"This place blends in so well with the rest of the houses that you don't notice it unless you're looking for bread."

"Bread?" Jimmy looked up at the house. It was not only a home but a bakery too. He only just noticed the heavy smell of freshly backed bread as it wafted up his nostrils. He smiled with delight. "It smells really good!"

Impmon walked inside followed by the blonde haired boy. They walked up to a counter and waited.

"I'll get it!"

"Guilmon! No!"

There was thundering crash from upstairs as a large red monster stormed down the stairs toward the front of the shop. A boy in a blue shirt with brown pants and hair with a set of goggles followed closely behind.

Jimmy stared in awe. "Wow! I've never seen that kind of Digimon before!"

"Takato was that one special kid that was lucky enough to be able to make his very own Digimon. Jimmy, this is Takato and Guilmon."

Takato looked up. "Oh, hi Impmon. Who's your friend?"

"I just said that his name was Jimmy."

Takato rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry…"

Guilmon rushed over and sniffed Jimmy's pocket. The boy reached in and pulled out a chocolate bar. Guilmon stared at the colored wrapping as Jimmy unfolded it. He held the snack out to the red dinosaur and waited as Guilmon reached up to take it. He clutched it in his clawed hand and thanked Jimmy as he stuffed the delicious candy into his gaping mouth.

Takato smiled and asked Jimmy if he wanted anything but Jimmy paid no attention to the question. Instead, he asked Takato some questions. "How did you create him? What are his attacks? When did you get him? Did you help with the D-Reaper thing? How do you know Impmon?"

Takato seemed a little overwhelmed by all of Jimmy's questions. He tried to answer them as best as he could though.

Impmon took the lack of interest in him more so than normal. He slunk to the door and slowly opened it so that the bell would not jingle. Guilmon waved goodbye to him and watched as Impmon hurried out and made his way out of sight of the bakery.

After he rounded the corner of the street he stopped and looked back. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. That is one clingy kid. But at least it's Takato dealing with him now. I'm not good with that kind of stuff…

He stepped out of the shadows and continued down the road.

"Impmon!"

He stopped.

"Impmon!"

The purple Digimon turned his head past his neckerchief and stared.

"Impmon! I wondered where you went."

Jimmy stood before him smiling.

"Stop following me!"

"I'm not following you!"

"Then why is it that everywhere I seen to go you're right behind me, treading through my footsteps?"

"I just wanted to ask you something."

Impmon sighed. One question couldn't hurt him. He'd still have plenty of time to get some fun into his day before the sun set. "Fine… But only one question."

"The explanation leading up to the question is sort of long…"

He waved his gloved hand in the air. "Fine… fine, whatever."

Jimmy took in a breath of air and began. "You see. There's this girl at school. She in the same class as me and our lockers are right next to each other so I tend to see her a lot. Anyway, lately when I see her I get all flushed and I can't talk right and It makes me look like an idiot. She's really smart and tough so if I seem stupid I get a punch because she's so close to me all the time."

Impmon laughed. "You like that girl!"

"I know that!"

"Get on with it then. What do you want to ask me? And nothing about dates ok? The closest thing I've been on that like a date is going to a pizza place with Fiendmon." Attention: Fiendmon is a female version of Impmon. She is pink with yellow gloves and she had a cross necklace. Also, the smile on her belly has eyelashes… LOL

"Well… Wait… Who's Fiendmon?"

"Get on with it!"

"Fine! You see, I want to show her that I like her but I want to do something original. Not something like roses or something stupid like that. She hates flowers anyway. I actually sort of…" He stopped for a second.

"You want to what?"

"You'll laugh…"

"No I won't. Tell me… And hurry!"

"I want to… Prank her."