For Digimon Game Flash Bingo 172 - prompt: overwrought
13. Beast of Burden
Shoutmon's dead out cold again.
Ballistamon doesn't know how to sleep. He pokes the inevitable snot bubble and gets a snorting sound in return. It's a very strange feeling on his metallic fingers.
The beetle doesn't sleep. He shuts down instead, turning into a hunk of metal that flowers twine around like vines. If he's there long enough, he'll likely rust. Shoutmon, king or not king, wouldn't let him do that.
Still, it's nice to escape him and the others for a quick roll into the forest. Dorulumon snored from his personal plush carpet, but Cutemon's ear sensors twitched. Beady eyes opened. Ballistamon waved his hand.
Simple, but effective. It led Cutemon to dozing off again once more. That was Ballistamon's motto in a nutshell.
Outside was cool crisp air and blessed silence. The moon went easily over his blue antenna. Ballistamon let out a pleasant, cracking sigh.
He would have to enjoy this. He didn't have much time to do so. There was a kingdom to run after all.