Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this fanfic, except Matt and Darkmon.
Matt and Darkmon were own there way to a real bar.
Matt, sitting at the counter: Hey, who the fuck are you?
Bartendermon: Hi, I'm Bartendermon, the Depressed Irish Digimon. What's your poison?
Matt: I'll take a shot of Tequila.
Bartendermon: If you want one of those fruity drinks, there's a gay bar down the street.
Matt: Fine, I'll take a beer.
Bartendermon: YOU CAN"T HAVE A BEER! THIS IS A KID'S SHOW!
Matt: No it isn't, it's a M-rated fanfic.
Bartendermon: What?
Darkmon: Just give us two fucking beers!
Bartendermon, handing over the beers: Whatever you say.
Matt and Darkmon then shotgunned their beers.
Matt: How much do we owe you?
Bartendermon: 2,000 Digi.( I don't know what their currency is, so I'm making it up! Meeps!)
Darkmon, spit taking his beer: 2,000 DIGI! ARE YOU FUCKING RETARDED?
Matt, looking disappointed a Darkmon: Dude, you wasted beer. What the fuck?
Darkmon, looking at the beer stain on his black jeans(Yes, he wears jeans.): WHAT HAVE I DONE?
Darkmon then ripped off Bartendermon's head and shoved it up his ass, using the blood to make some vegetarian friendly Bloody Marys.
Hippiemon: I, Hippiemon, the stoned nut job digimon, love these things!
Matt: Isn't blood meat?
Hippiemon: Shit!
Hippiemon then exploded into a million pieces. Suddenly a strange digimon walked up to Matt.
---mon: Hi, I'm Pyromon, the tiny ember digimon. I like your style, can I join up with you?
Matt: Sure, just a second.
Matt then took out his dark digivice and shot out the energy whip, which sucked him inside.
Pyromon: What the fuck?
Matt, pressing buttons: Hold on, I'm upgrading you.
Matt slowly turned the small fireball of a digimon darker, so instead of being yellow and red, he was grey and black. He also got some kickass devil wings. Matt then shot him out of his dark digivice.
Pyromon: I'm Pyromon, the kickass fire digimon! How the fuck are you?
Matt: Awesome! We've have a fire digimon on our team! Wait,... now what do we do?
Darkmon: Now, we go enslave a fire village.
Matt: Like this one?
Pyromon: This wouldn't get anyone's attention, this is a thieves town.
Darkmon, unfolding a map: We need to attack here! At the Agumon Village!
Matt: SKULLGREYMON!
Darkmon: No! But, we will piss off the digidestioned.
Matt: Yeah, I killed them.
Darkmon: WHEN?
Matt: First chapter.
Pyromon: Great! They're just gonna get more!
Darkmon: Yeah, you deuce! Now we're screwed!
Matt: Won't it take time to get more?
Pyromon: So?
Matt: We could use that time to establish some territory!
Darkmon: SWEET! We might be able to take over Fire Capital before the new ones get here!
Matt: SKULLGREYMON?
Darkmon: Shut the fuck up! That's Molten Graveyard!
Matt: God damn mother fucker! Hey hold on, I gotta take my anger out on something.
Pyromon: Whatever, me and Darkmon will be waiting just outside of town.
Matt: Ok. SWORD MODE!
Matt held his dark digivice and it morphed into a kickass black sword with that kind of black trimming that just makes it look cool. He then ran around slicing buildings and digimon into bits, he was about to kill the last one when a digimon stopped him.
Sherifmon: Whelp, I reckon you did a plum good job, but did you have to flatten the city? Oh, well, this place was going to hell anyway. I'm here to say you're now a member of the DPA!
Matt: I don't want to protect the Digiworld!
Sherifmon, drawing his pistol: I wasn't asking.
Matt, wielding his sword: It's on!
Sherifmon shot off a round, which Matt blocked easily.
Sherifmon, taking out his communicator: I must alert the DPA!
Matt, charging toward him: We can't have that, can we?
Matt then sliced off Sherifmon's cock and shoved it down his throat.
Matt: Let's see you talk now!
Matt then walked outside of town.
Darkmon: Ready?
Matt: Let's go!
Matt: Darkmon, and Pyromon set out for the Agumon Village.
Meanwhile,...
Sherifmon, spitting out his cock: We've got... a... problem.
Sherifmon then coughed up some blood and died.
----mon, on the other side of the line: Sherifmon! Sherifmon are you there? SHERIFMON!
I killed Sherifmon! Yay! What? You say my story is developing a plot? Your crazy! Only stories I try on have plots! Maybe it's because your comparing it to my Smash Person (Damn political correctness!) fic, which has no plot. Or does it, read that one to find out. Also, press that little button right below this, it gives you free candy! I like pie! Meeps!