A/N: Inspired by a picture I drew a couple years ago of Charizard and Agumon attacking a chicken. Erm...
The pair sat there glaring at each other. Charizard and Greymon. Pokémon and digimon. Fire and fire.
"So it's come to this," Charizard growled, a tongue of flame wisping out between his fangs.
Greymon's glare narrowed. "I make good on my challenges."
"And I accept them."
The blazing tension heated the air, the two standing in ready stances with the setting sun casting shadows on their muscled figures. Both were there, waiting. Waiting for the moment their battle would begin.
Spectators stood on the sidelines watching them. Everyone knew the legendary status of this match, the history it would make amongst them. It would be settled. It all rested on the determination of these two competitors as they tested their skills against one another.
Teeth at the ready. Legs poised. Claws outstretched. Eyes glinting.
The sound of a whistle broke the air.
And they lunged at the two humongous piles of food sitting before them.
"SNARFLE GRAGH GOBBLE MUNCH OARM CRUNCH - "
"OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM - "
"See, Greymon's doing good," Tai pointed out.
Nicole dropped the whistle back where it hung around her neck. "My money's still on Charizard. He was the master, after all."
"But Greymon's digivolved, he eats way more as a Champion than as a Rookie."
"You know how much Charizard eats. Why else do you think I cook in mass proportions?"
"That's why your cooking sucks. And you always dump in tons of peppers and jalapenos and cayenne powder even when it's unnecessary."
Nicole scowled.
"Come on Charizard! Kick his ass!" she called on to the pokémon.
"Don't let him beat you Greymon!" Tai shouted back to his partner. "Show him what a digimon can do!"