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I think I forgot the disclaimer last chapter. I wonder if someone actually goes around looking to see if anyone doesn't put them up? In any case, I own nothing...except what I do own.
Chapter 2: Of Boring Beginnings
Kari lay draped across the couch, lazily enjoyed the warm weather that was present and waiting for her friends to arrive. Gatomon in turn draped herself across Kari, pawing the air while dreaming about – whatever she was dreaming about. Probably something about flying fish and butterflies, Kari thought. Gatomon sniffed the air once, then sleep-leapt into the air – only to end in an ungraceful tumble off Kari and onto the hard floor. Kari giggled as the cat sat up, shaking her head.
"It's not my fault," Gatomon complained as Kari continued to laugh at her plight. "I can't control what I dream."
Kari's smile was interrupted when the doorbell rang. Gatomon took this opportunity to escape Kari's laughter while Kari herself went to get the door. Cody stood outside, looking as calm and collected as ever. He bowed once to Kari (who shook her head at his formality), then proceeded inside, carefully slipping off his shoes.
"Thank you for inviting me here, Kari," Cody began.
Kari laughed, "You don't have to be so formal. We're all friends here."
"Perhaps," replied Cody, "but – "
A large blur crashed into Cody, bowling him over. Davis Motomiya stood (way too close) in front of Kari, panting and gasping for air. "Am I late?" he asked.
"No Davis, you're early. For once," replied Kari, a bit miffed by his still-childish behaviour. "Now go and apologize to Cody for knocking him over."
"Who? Where?"
"Cody. Over there." Kari pointed to where the 14-year old stood, ignored by all except Veemon, who was vigorously shaking his hands.
"Oh. Uh…sorry 'bout that," said Davis.
"No problem," replied Cody.
"By the way," Kari cut in, "where's Upamon?"
"Now that you mention it, where is he? I'm sure he came with me…" Realization dawned on Cody's face, who ran past his two friends and into the kitchen. "UPAMON!!!"
Kari and Davis followed the younger boy. Upamon bounced from one counter to another, having finished three bags of popcorn and beginning on a fourth. Cody's face turned red, then purple, then a sort of bluish-pinkish-green. Upamon looked up. "What's wrong, Cody? I even saved you some! See?" The little digimon held up a handful of popcorn with his ears, oblivious (or perhaps apathetic) to Cody's mounting vexation – or Davis' outright anger from being cheated of his snacks.
"Come 'ere, ya little…" growled Davis as he reached for the nearest object – Cody's kendo stick. Then, in a dazzling display of crude martial arts, Davis began to chase the fleeing Upamon around the apartment.
"BUT I SAVED YOU SOME!"
"YOU CALL THAT SOME! THAT'S NOTHING, YOU PIPSQUEAK!"
"YOU CAN MAKE MORE!"
"THERE IS NO MORE! YOU ATE IT ALL!"
"KILLING ME WON'T HELP!"
"I DON'T CARE! YOU'RE GETTING A TASTE OF THE FAMOUS KICK-BUTT-STAFF TECHNIQUE OF THE MOTOMIYA SCHOOL!"
"I DON'T HAVE A BUTT! I'M A DIGIMON!"
"DOESN'T MATTER! I'LL KICK ANYTHING ELSE!"
"CODY! SAVE MEEEEE!"
Kari buried her face in her hands, praying that Davis didn't break anything in his unholy crusade. She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up to see a golden-haired saviour. TK smiled down at her. "Don't worry about them, Kari. Yolei has it all taken care of."
Kari looked up just as Poromon burst through the Kamiya's window holding a piece of beef jerky in his mouth. Time slowed down as Davis and Upamon ceased their rampage. Poromon flew towards the door, Davis and Upamon hot on his heels (or whatever Poromon considers as heels).
"Perfecto!" called out Yolei as she walked in, Ken in tow. Poromon dropped the jerky between Davis and Upamon, who began a violent dispute over who would have it. "That'll keep them occupied for some time, I think."
"In the meantime, I think we should clean up the mess Upamon and Davis made," said TK. "Oh Kari, by the way, where are we going to sleep?"
"You can set your sleeping bags in the…uh…." Kari looked at the living room and groaned. "Mom and dad are going to disown me, gut me, then burn me alive!"
"No problem!" said Yolei. "Ken and I can handle this! Right, Ken?" Ken nodded feebly and proceeded (albeit somewhat grudgingly) to the devastated living room.
For the next hour, Kari, Cody, TK, Ken and Yolei swept up the broken glass (thankfully there wasn't too much of that), arranged the furniture back to its original positions, and cleaned the kitchen leftover from Upamon's stampede. Kari and TK pulled the coffee table and couch to one side while Ken and Yolei took the sleeping bags. Cody was still cleaning Upamon's mess.(Something about responsibility, Kari had assumed). Somewhere during that hour, Davis had claimed the beef jerky for himself and Upamon pouted while Veemon and Poromon laughed at him.
Dinner passed with little incident (considering the prescence of six digimon), and the six digidestined snuggled into their sleeping bags. They decided to forego the "traditional" sleepover games of Truth or Dare or Pin the Tail on the Donkey (Wormon's idea) and head straight to a movie.
"Come on, Davis," argued TK, "Star Wars Episode IV. No other movie beats it."
"Nuh-uh, TS. Terminator III it is!"
"You boys are so insensitive!" yelled Yolei. "How about a nice quiet movie…War of the Worlds!"
"War of the Worlds is so stupid!" retorted TK. "The aliens get destroyed by something as dumb as germs!"
"Well, it's not all about blood and battle!" shouted Yolei.
"Terminator! That's final!"
"STAR WARS!"
For the second time that day, Kari ended with her face in her hands. This is going to be a very long weekend, Kari groaned. How did we even manage to defeat Myotismon in the first place? Cody sat cross-legged, arms folded across his chest and an angry tic on his forehead. Ken was unsuccessfully trying to play peacekeeper. And Kari just plain gave up.
"SHUT UP!"
Eleven pairs of eyes swivelled to look at Patamon, who gulped. "Why don't we just have everyone pick a movie and watch it?"
"Twelve movies?" asked Kari, "That's going to take a long time."
"We do have two days and nights," argued Poromon. "Even if each movie lasts three hours, we'd only need…um…"
"36 hours. As opposed to the approximately 48 we have here," supplied Ken. "We should look into having institutions of higher education established in the Digital World too, it seems."
"Speak normal, Ken," complained Veemon. "At this rate, only Izzy would be able to understand you."
"Why don't we just watch 'till we drop, then?" asked Davis. "We can have a movie-thon!"
Everyone agreed to Davis' plan, and the movie-thon began. "Since Kari's the host, she should pick first," said TK. "Any objections?" Nobody spoke up. TK turned to Kari.
"Um…how about…Finding Nemo?"
And so it begins.
Author's Notes: The Kick-Butt-Staff of the Motomiya School is supposed to be a parody of Kung Fu Hustle (not owned by me!), which features a character using an "Eight Trigrams staff technique"
This really doesn't affect the story too much, but does anyone want a particular movie mentioned? And more importantly, do you think I am using too many parentheses?