For 294, team: Light Fang


85. Clean Up Crew

Light Fang and Night Claw are supposed to be the teen clubs of digimon. And they are. Koh hates it because he gets about an hour of cleaning up and restoring data before Pulsa asks if he's made out with Sayo yet.

"For fucks' sake," he grumbles and throws water at him. "No. Why?" Why do you care?

"Does that mean he has a chance," Kenpa asks dryly.

Koh snorts at that. "Can you beat her in a fight?"

Pulsa genuinely thinks about it. "No."

"Then no."

"Damn it." Pulsa frowns. "Wait, have you beat her in a fight?"

"Fuck no."

"Then what makes you think you'll get a shot?"

Koh rolls his eyes and fiddles with the color and shape inverter. "What makes you think I want to?"

Everyone groans in unison and he snickers. Losers.

"You lived with her man."

Koh ignores them. He forgot that while Night Claw were a bunch of bloodthirsty weirdos, Light Fang was full of horny people.

And tsunderes. Then again, maybe that was just being a teenager.