Author's Notes- Still one review. I feel special.
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Chris opened his fridge. "So... What do you eat?"
"Whaddaya got?"
"Right then."
He pulled out (insert breakfast foods here) and (insert way in which to cook here) them. They ate.
Terriermon jumped on top of the table so that he could be at Chris's eye level. "Now that we've got some fuel in us, lets get down to business."
Chris nodded.
"There are four kids in this city, including you, that have partners. We hafta find 'em."
"Do you have any idea how long that'll take! There are at least six million people in Manhatten. You're saying we have to find three people with digimon? That's nuts!"
Terriermon sighed.
"You didn't let me finish."
"Oh."
"Take out your digivice."
He did as he was told.
"All right. It's supposed to help us find them somehow. Don't ask me, 'cause I have no idea."
He looked at the little green device.
"It's supposed to be voice-activated, right?"
Terriermon nodded.
He looked at the digivice again. "Uh... Help us find three other kids with digimon. Uh... Please."
The screen flashed to life.
"Procssing request..." It stayed on that screen for several seconds.
"Done. Inquiry match. Please confirm search. Press select key."
Chris pressed a small button marked 'Select'.
"Confirmed. Opening locator program."
A small map of New York City appeared on the screen, with two flashing red lights on it. One was in Queens, and the other one was within five blocks of his apartment. Terriermon hopped on his shoulder for a better look.
"Oh. That's how we find 'em."
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Walking down the street towards one of the red dots around ten munutes later, a thought popped into Chris's head. "What am I supposed to say?"
Terriermon shrugged. "How am I supposta know? Tell them the truth."
"Right. Tell the truth."
He rounded the last corner before the red dot.
It looked like a normal street. Nobody particularly stood out at first glance. Upon further inspection, though, one person in particular caught Chris's eye. A girl, perhaps a year or so younger than himself, was walking slowly down the street. Her hair was colored pink, and she wore a black t-shirt and a pair of camoflauge pants. There were armbands on both her wrists. Chris walked towards her, noticing that he got closer and closer to the red dot on the digivice's screen.
"Gotcha," Terriermon mumbled as they approached.
They were right behind her now.
"Uh, excuse me," Chris awkwardly said. She whirled around.
"What?" Green eyes stared straight at him.
"Uh... Hi. Do you have a Digimon?"
Her eyes widened. "Y-yes. Why? What do you want?"
It was Terriermon's turn to speak. "'Cause we need you, stupid."
She took Chris by the wrist and dragged him.
"C'mon," she said, leading him along the street.
She lead them down a few streets before she let go of Chris's wrist. She suddenly stopped and fished for something in her pocket.
"Where is it... There we go." She pulled out a hot pink digivice. "D'you have one of these?" she asked.
Chris showed her his and compared them. Except the color and display, they were exactly the same.
"Cool!" she said.
Chris cocked an eyebrow. That hadn't been his first thought. "So, where are we going?" Chris asked.
"To my house. Duh."
"Oh. Why?"
"God, you're dim... Because Gotsumon's there."
Before he could ask, Terriermon added "That's a Digimon."
"Oh."
They continued walking down different streets for at least ten minutes before she stopped. "Here we are," she said, pulling out a key.
Chris looked up at the three-story building that loomed ahead of them.
"So... You live here?"
"No," she said, with enough sarcasm to shut him up.
They trudged into a house with white carpets. The girl- Man, I should have asked for her name, Chris thought- ran up ahead of them and down a hallway. They followed, always a step behind. It only took a few seconds before Chris realised the house was huge. In fact, their footsteps were echoing because the floors had become hardwood. They came to a door.
"This is my room," she explained.
She opened the door to a room with pink- well, everything.
"I like your decor," Chris said.
"Shut up..."
She opened a closet door. "You can come out now!"
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A creature that looked like it was made of individual rocks came out. It stared at Chris and Terriermon, each in turn.
"Oh. Hello. Who are you?" It seemed pleasant enough. It had an english accent for some reason.
"I'm terriermon," he introduced himself.
"I'm Chris."
"Very nice to meet you both. I hope my partner here has been polite."
"A ray of sunshine," said Chris sarcastically.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm Ceilia, by the way," she said. "But call me Cella, or I'll kill you."
Chris chuckled. "I'm Chris. This little rabbit-dude is Terriermon."
"Pleasure," Terriermon said, rolling his eyes.
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Author's Notes- Ooh, a new character! How exciting! How enticing! How out of synonyms!