A/N: I felt a need to write something non-angsty Tai.
Background: Tai stole a motorcyle from the enemy towards the beginning of the Crystal Wars. Matt is psychic. This drabble obviously takes place after the Crystal Wars.
It was a normal mid-afternoon with various beings wandering on the main floor of the house when Tai burst in, looking confused.
"Hey, has anyone seen my motorcycle?" he called out.
There was a chorus of No's and some shaking heads. Sora tilted her head to one side. "Did you need it for something?"
"I was just gonna' do some maintenance, I haven't ridden the thing in a while, but it was gone when I went to go check it."
Sora blinked. "Somehow, I can imagine you as the kind of guy who could lose your motorcycle…"
Tai groaned at her. "I didn't lose my motorcycle, I left it in the shed where I always keep it..."
He suddenly had a bright idea.
"Matt, can you find it for me?" he asked, turning to his best friend who had been lounging in a nearby chair with a newspaper.
The blond sighed and closed his eyes for a few moments. Tai waited expectantly, but realized something was off when his friend's face suddenly contorted into an expression of disbelief. "You find it?" he asked.
Matt looked at Tai weakly. "Yeah. Kari stole it."
The sound of silence filled the room.
Tai finally sighed in defeat and held his head in his hands. "Figures. She's grown up, I guess I can't really stop her any more."
"She takes after you," Sora commented with a smile.
Matt shook his head, still in disbelief over the image he had seen. "I just think it's ironic that the guy who stole a motorcycle gets it stolen by his younger sister."