A/N: Light Sorato hints.
Background: Matt has psychic abilities.
Izzy gaped at everything.
"You call this what?"
Sora, who was busy gathering up tennis balls from the banks of the lake, glanced back at him with a cheery smile. "It's called the 'Throw Tennis Balls at Matt Until He Falls Into the Lake' game."
Izzy looked up at Matt, who was currently balanced precariously on one rock, which was floating over the lake surface. The rock, he noticed, was glowing blue, the sign that Matt himself was using his abilities to keep it there; apparently, Matt was not using this to augment his own balance.
"I'm sorry, but I don't see how this is a game," he stated plaintively, though this did nothing to stop the fact that several 'mons and a couple humans were still throwing tennis balls at Matt's head. The tennis balls would swerve cleanly away from him and land in a tidy heap back on shore, though occasionally one would abruptly rebound off to the side or land with a splash in the lake.
Veemon turned back to him with a grin. "See, the point of the game is to break Matt's concentration, since he's trying to keep his balance while keeping the rock in the air, and without getting hit by the tennis balls. He's doing a good job, see?"
The digimon picked up another tennis ball. Izzy just groaned and looked back at the entire scene. "At least that explains why he's not wearing a shirt," he muttered. "And Matt agreed to this?"
"It was his idea," Tai replied, shrugging as he chucked a tennis ball at his friend. It swung around and landed on the bank. "Mental training or something."
Sora continued gathering up the stray tennis balls, though Izzy could have sworn she was giggling. It's probably because this gives her a good excuse to stare at Matt shirtless, he inwardly commented, shaking his head.
"How long is this 'game' supposed to last?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Endurance run," Nicole answered as she bounced one of the balls in her hand. "Which is why it lasts until he falls in the lake, obviously," she added with a wink. "Wanna join in?"
Izzy frowned.
"Tentomon and me are cooking tonight," he stated, shaking his head. "Besides, I think this could amount as some level of cruelty."
"Even if Matt was the one who thought of this in the first place?"
I'm fine, really, Izzy heard in his head. Matt sounded vaguely amused. I probably won't make it over an hour anyway, and it's a hot day. Don't worry about it, and we'll be up at the house by dinner.
Izzy gave a sigh. "Okay then, if you say so," he said in resignation.