A/N: My sympathies go with Matt and Sora. :/
Background: Matt has psychic abilities. Kari can heal with hers. Zenkyoshi also has a hospital bay attached to the main house that is used for injured or sick digimon as well as humans, usually manned by Joe.
"Negative one thousand twenty six bottles of beer on the wall, negative one thousand twenty six bottles of beer - "
"Tai. Shut up. Please."
"Take one down, pass it around, negative one thousand twenty seven bottles of beer on the wall!"
"Seriously. We're like about ready to hit you."
"Negative one thousand twenty seven bottles of beer on the wall - "
Matt summoned a foam battle axe to his hand and pulling himself out of the bed, promptly whacked Tai with it.
"And if you keep singing, next time it'll be a bucket of water," he snapped as the axe bounced off, glaring at the other boy who only grinned innocently at him.
"Aww, don't exert yourself," Tai tsk-ed at him, waving a finger in his direction. Though to his credit, he was about as badly beaten as Matt was, and he had no desire to even try getting up. He was surprised that his two sick-mates had even put up with his singing for so long.
Matt huffed and plopped down into the bed again. "Well, you're the one who made me get up," he shot back.
"Yeah, and if Matt hadn't done it, then I would," Sora added in her own comment, sitting up in her bed a little.
Tai just groaned and stared at the ceiling. "It's so boring here though," he whined. "I hate it when we have to stay in the hospital bay. I wish Kari was back already, then she could heal us and we'd be out."
"I don't like being stuck here either," Sora sighed, gazing directly at Tai. "But you don't have to make it any worse by singing that song repeatedly!"