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"Do you think that Andromon was messing with us when he said this tunnel would lead us to the closest town? I feel like we've been walking for hours," Tai whined.
"Well, if he was messing with us, we know who to blame," Matt scoffed.
"Seriously? How is it my fault this time?" Joe gulped.
"Do you have a backpack full of crystal meth on you?" Matt put his hands on his hips.
"What? No, I don't even have a backpa...Izzy! Please don't tell me you're carrying around a bunch of illegal drugs!" Joe stammered.
"Don't worry, first rule of thumb is never get high on your own supply," Izzy said.
"Yeah, despite you being sent to rehab, that's not what I'm worried about...," Joe gulped.
"Hey, why don't we shift the mood? Let's play some music," Sora awkwardly said.
"Great idea. You guys are starting to bore me," Mimi pulled out her iPod nano and plugged it into Palmon's flower head.
"Five, six...five, six, seven, eight!"
"Aww, shit. Can we get someone other than Mimi to be the DJ?" Matt groaned.
"Yeah, she has the worst taste in music!" Tai yelled.
"Fine, but you can't use Palmon to play your music!" Mimi crossed her arms.
"We're ready if you want to switch over to one of us," Patamon shook his butt.
"We're open for business," Gabumon bent over and spread his buttcheeks.
"Seriously. None of you other guys have a place where we can stick our iPod nanos that isn't in your ass?" Tai grimaced.
"No...," Biyomon slumped.
"I guess Mimi's our default DJ, unless she wants to share with someone else," Izzy hinted.
"Hmm...maybe TK because he's the only other one who knows how to have fun," Mimi hummed.
"TK, if you get control of the music, play something normal or I'll punch your teeth in. Oh, and no singing along," Matt grabbed TK by his shirt and growled in his ear.
"Screw you, don't tell me what to do," TK wriggled himself free from Matt's grip and walked over with Mimi.
"H-O-T-T-O-G-O, snap and clap and touch your toes, raise your hands, now body roll, dance it out, you're hot to go, H-O-T-T-O-G-O, snap and clap and touch your toes, raise your hands, now body roll!" TK and Mimi waved their arms in the air and sang.
"Alright, I think we need to cut this karaoke session short. Here," Sora unplugged Mimi's iPod nano and handed it back to her.
"Aww, we were just getting to the really fun part," Mimi whined.
"Hey, why don't we just get to know each other better? I bet you guys miss being home a lot," Agumon said.
"Yeah, I do...," Mimi sighed.
"What's the one thing you miss most about home?" Gomamon said.
"Why do you want to know? It almost seems like you're trying to motivate us to get back home as fast as possible," Joe shot Gomamon a suspicious look.
"No reason. We're just trying to get a better idea of what you guys are like," Agumon winced.
"You know what I miss most about being home? Not walking by pissing off everyone I come across," Joe scoffed.
"Nooo... you do that in the real world too," Tai heckled.
"Hah! I guess the expert in being annoying would know! Excuuuuuse me, I guess I'll retract my statement!" Joe hysterically yelled.
"I miss playing with my karaoke machine at home," Sora sighed.
"You sing?" Tai asked.
"Not good...but it pissed my mom off. She's a bitch," Sora said.
"Ahh. My mom's a bitch too. I miss waffle stomping in the tub and wiping the leftover crud from my feet on the shower walls before my mom had to take her shower," Tai sighed.
"Waffle stomping? What's that? That sounds so delicious!" Biyomon chirped.
"It's not," Izzy blankly said.
"If it's not delicious, then what is it?" Patamon asked
"You don't want to know. All you need to know is that Tai has a disturbed mind," Joe winced.
"You know what I miss about home? Getting myself a huge mukbang every Friday after school with my dad's cigarette money. Fuck you, Dad," Matt crossed his arms behind his head.
"I miss trying on my mom's clothes when she was at work," TK sighed.
"What?!" everyone stopped walking and stared at him.
"Only her skirts though...come on, you can't deny I have sexy calves, and they look even sexier in a pencil skirt," TK rubbed his calf.
"Wow...," Tai blinked.
"Alas, I just have to resort to being that white guy who wears shorts even in the winter time. You're all welcome," TK said.
"Thanks for your service, I guess...," Sora shrugged.
"I miss shopping...or more like shoplifting. It's like a fun little game," Mimi sighed.
"Yeah, I would suggest you don't play that 'game' anymore. You'll end up in jail," Izzy shook his head.
"Oh, the drug lord is giving Miss Sticky Fingers a lecture on criminal activity? Priceless," Matt scoffed.
"Who knew we'd be stuck with the next Bonnie and Clyde," Sora sarcastically said.
"Isn't that a bit extreme? Weren't they actual murderers?" Izzy shot her a look of disapproval.
"Yeah! Murderer," Sora pointed at Izzy, then turned to point at Mimi, "and thief."
"Murderer? I never killed anyone!" Izzy exclaimed.
"The rock candy in your backpack would say a different story," Sora retorted.
"It's not like I'm forcing anyone to do meth! It's their choice whether they want to do it or not, and on the same note, how much they take! It's not my fault if they overestimate their tolerance," Izzy snorted.
"Way to pass the responsibility! What, next thing you're going to say is guns don't kill people, people do?" Sora put her hands on her hips.
"Wow, Sora! You're so judgemental! We don't do this because we're bad people, we do it because it's fun!" Mimi whined.
"Speak for yourself. I do it for the money," Izzy said.
"News flash, that does make you horrible people!" Matt yelled.
"Huh...," Mimi pouted.
"Oh well. I really couldn't care less about anyone's opinion," Izzy shrugged.
"And that makes you a jackass on top of that," Matt muttered.
"Well, happy now? You learned quite a bit about us," Joe turned to the digimon.
"Yeah...maybe more than we wanted to," Patamon mumbled.
*plop plop plop*
"Uh, what's that sound?" Matt looked up.
"I hope this tunnel isn't going to leak," Sora frowned.
*plop plop plop*
"Whoa! What's that?" TK dodged a pink slime blob.
"Oooh, is that strawberry ice cream-"
"No! Don't touch that! It's poop!" Palmon yanked Mimi back.
"Poop? Like shit poop?" Tai made a face.
"But it's pink," Sora said.
"What else do you call shit that comes out of your ass?" Gomamon retorted.
"Okay, we get it!" Joe cringed.
"But where is it coming from?" TK asked.
*plop plop plop*
"Me hoy minoy!"
"Ahhhhh! Hold me, I'm scared!" Mimi clutched onto Izzy.
"Me hoy minoy minoy!" a gang of green, slimey creatures bounced towards the group.
"Ew, what are those things?" Sora made a face.
"Ew is right. Those are Numemon. They're gross sewer dwellers who actually throw their own poop at everyone because well...they're scummy sewer dwellers," Patamon hid behind TK's legs.
"We need to find a way out of this tunnel. They hate light, so the faster we get out of this darkness, the better," Agumon said.
*plop plop plop*
"Hey, stop throwing your poop at us, you freaks!" Tai yelled.
"This is from the same guy who stomps his shit down the shower drain," Matt scoffed.
"Don't forget, scrapes off the remaining dookie on the shower walls," Joe grimaced.
"Hey look, there's a break in the ceiling! Maybe we can climb out through here!" Sora hopped on a ladder.
"But we don't know where that will lead to. Andromon said that the end of the tunnel will take us to the nearest town," Joe gulped.
"Yeah, and if we stay, we'll have to continue dodging pink poop! I personally don't want to get hit," Sora tapped on one of the rungs of the ladder.
"She makes a great point! I don't care where this opening leads to, as long as I don't come across more of these poop-flinging relatives of Tai," Izzy walked Mimi to the ladder and followed her up along with Sora.
"Yeah- wait! What did you say?" Tai scrunched up his face.
"Just move your ass as fast as you move your mouth! Hurry!" Matt kicked Tai in the butt.
"I'm hurrying!" Tai huffed and rolled his eyes. Once everyone climbed out, Tai slammed the lid to the tunnel shut obnoxiously loud and dusted his hands off. "Perfect, hopefully we never see those nasty fuckers again!"
"Agreed!" everyone said in unison.
"Aww, it just sucks that we're back in desert again. How much of the digital world is just open desert?" TK sighed.
"I dunno. We never really left our neighborhood until-"
"We came along, huh?" Sora cut Patamon off.
"Geez, when are you going to let that go?" Gomamon yawned.
"Maybe when you stop pointing it out," Sora crossed her arms.
"We're just pointing out facts. You don't have to take it so personal," Patamon frowned.
"Oh look, there's vending machines! I could use a nice, refreshing Dr. Pepper right now!" Mimi gushed.
"Oh look, dumb bitch didn't bring the money from her dad's suitcase, so no Dr. Pepper for her!" Tai stuck his tongue out.
"Hmph," Mimi pouted.
"Who needs money when the vending machines are unattended? All you need to do is give them a good love tap," TK ran to one of the vending machines and slammed his hips against it. The front of the machine popped open, only for some Numemon to climb out.
"Me hoy minoy!" the Numemon advanced towards the kids.
"Ahhh! What the hell? I thought these guys were sewer dwellers!" Matt yelled.
"They're pretty bottom-of-the-barrel as it gets, but essentially they like anything with dark spaces, and they're just smelly," Gabumon heaved as he ran along with Matt.
"Ah, like a neckbeard...," Matt said.
"A neckbeard?" Gabumon asked.
"I guess you could say that's the human version of a Numemon, except they don't throw poop at people. But they do pee in soda bottles, so that's pretty similar I guess," Matt said.
"G'day, milady! Aren't you a pretty little thing? So what's it take to get your number?" a Numemon slithered his way towards Mimi.
"Uh, no thanks! I have a boyfriend," Mimi winced.
"Come on, what's it take to bring you home?" the Numemon hopped closer.
"Wow, you're persistent, and that's not a good thing," Palmon frowned.
"Izzy, help!" Mimi cried out.
"I'd love to, but as you can see, I'm a bit tied up at the moment!" Izzy yelled as he dodged poop attacks from several Numemon.
"Oh, is that your boyfriend?" the Numemon angrily narrowed his eyes at Izzy.
"Uh oh...," Mimi and Palmon turned red.
"Numemon! Attack the redhead with the backpack!" the Numemon yelled.
"What? Why?" All of the other Numemon paused to look at him.
"I need to defend my lady's honor!" the Numemon boastfully said.
"Eww, I'm not your lady!" Mimi gagged.
"Not yet! I'll have to take down your boyfriend first! Then we can be together!" the Numemon bellowed.
"Boyfriend? Who are they planning to take down?" Joe gulped.
"Who cares? This is where we split up and run!" Tai hissed to everyone.
"Don't have to tell me twice!" TK scooped Patamon up and dashed off in one direction.
"Boss, we're losing everyone! Who cares about some dumb girl when we could throw poop at all of them?" a Numemon groaned.
"Yeah! Let's go get them!" all of the other Numemon split up to chase everyone.
*THUMP THUMP THUMP*
"Oooh, the ground is shaking...," Palmon nervously said.
"Uh oh, gotta go!" all of the Numemon ran back to the vending machines and hid back inside them.
"What on earth?" Mimi raised her eyebrows.
"Hey, where did everyone else go?" Palmon looked around.
*THUMP THUMP THUMP*
"Guys? Where are you? You can come out now?" Mimi whimpered.
*THUMP THUMP THUMP*
"I can feel it getting closer," Mimi whined and held onto Palmon. A large, yellow teddy bear stomped towards them and stared at them.
"Oh! It's just Monzaemon! He's harmless! He's a sweet, cuddly teddy bear," Palmon sighed in relief.
"Grrrr!" Monzaemon stomped towards Mimi and Palmon.
"Palmon, he's not looking too friendly. I think we need to run!" Mimi panicked.
"I think you're right... let's go!" Palmon nervously laughed and pulled Mimi along with her.
"Where are we going?" Mimi gasped for air.
"Beats me, but away from that guy!" Palmon said in between puffs of breath.
"Hey! There's like houses there! Maybe we can hide out there?" Mimi pointed to a colorful village straight ahead.
"Ohhh, good idea! Come on, hopefully it's not that far!" Palmon bit her lip.
"I hope so too! I'm so tired! No offense, you're nice and all, but I wish I could just go back home! I'll even go back to rehab and make friendship bracelets all day and I won't complain about it anymore! Just don't tell Joe I said that!" Mimi whined.
"Uh...I won't?" Palmon pursed her lips.
"Oh, we're finally here!" Mimi fell to her knees.
"But don't you notice something weird? It looks like a ghost town in here," Palmon frowned.
"You're right. It's quiet," Mimi hummed.
*squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak*
"Ugh, we spoke too soon! What's that awful sound?" Palmon covered her ears.
"That sounds like someone playing a recorder badly... not that anyone could play one good," Mimi cringed.
"And that was my cover of 'Careless Whisper' by George Michael! Who wants to hear another song?" Matt said to no one in particular.
"Matt? Where did you get that...?" Mimi winced.
"Oh, this recorder? I dunno, but I'm having so much fun! Next song by popular request is 'Careless Whisper', again! Wow, you must all love this song!" Matt said, again to no one in particular before he began playing his recorder.
"Okay, something is up... that was the nicest he has ever been to me," Mimi raised an eyebrow.
"Hmm, let's see if we can find anyone else and get away from this crappy music," Palmon said.
*pew pew pew*
"Hey, I'm gonna get you!" Tai yelled.
"Please, you'll never catch up to my kill streak!" Sora ran away from him, dodging the girls.
*pew*
"Don't get a big head about it! I'll beat you!" Tai aimed a foam gun in Sora's direction.
"Ow...," Mimi rubbed herself in the arm.
"Hey, you were in my way!" Tai huffed.
"Sorry...," Mimi frowned. "I see you guys are having fun."
"Yeah, I'm definitely having lots of fun!" Sora smirked.
*pew pew pew*
"Hey! No shooting at my head! That's dirty!" Tai swatted foam bullets away from him.
"What? It's one of the only opportunities I'll get to knock your block off," Sora said.
"Oooh, you're really gonna get it now," Tai huffed.
"You wish!" Sora laughed and dashed away.
"We should probably move along and let them...shoot each other before they shoot us," Palmon grimaced.
"Yeah. I think I'm getting a bruise already," Mimi pouted as they kept wandering around the village.
"Nom nom nom...," TK sat criss-cross in front of a dollhouse.
"TK?" Mimi walked up to him.
"Oh, hey Meems! Wanna play Polly Pocket with me?" TK chewed on a plastic jacket.
"Uh, sounds fun but maybe later. We just got here, so we're still looking for everyone else," Mimi frowned.
"Okay. I'll save some stuff for you so you can chew on them too. That's the best part," TK grinned.
"Aww, thanks?" Mimi forced a smile.
"No problem! Don't take too long, I'm having lots of fun!" TK stuck a doll's foot in his mouth and chewed on it.
"Sure," Mimi let out a fake laugh. "Let's go, Palmon..."
"Coming," Palmon made a face.
"Look at all my beautiful, organized friendship bracelets that are in order and not chaotic at all! I'm having so much fun!" Joe exclaimed as he admired his large piles of beaded bracelets.
"I did say I wouldn't complain about making friendship bracelets anymore, but let's sneak past him before he sees us. Trust me," Mimi whispered.
"Uh...okay?" Palmon nodded as they tiptoed past a manic Joe.
*ding*
"Izzy?" Mimi turned around to see Izzy toying around with an Easy Bake oven.
"Oh hey, you caught me at a possibly right time. My brownie just finished 'cooking', but it would be nice to get some second opinions," Izzy pulled a tiny tray out of the oven.
"What about Tentomon?" Palmon asked.
"Who?" Izzy raised an eyebrow.
"Your digimon partner? Looks like a red beetle?" Palmon shot him a strange look.
"Huh, not ringing a bell...," Izzy nonchalantly scraped the brownie out of the tiny pan and put it on a small plate. He cut it into three pieces and handed some pieces of brownie to the girls.
"Thanks," Mimi took a piece and chewed on it.
"You're welcome," Izzy popped a piece of brownie in his mouth and grimaced. "It's not good, is it?"
"Not really...," Palmon shook her head.
"But thanks for sharing," Mimi gingerly said.
"You're welcome. Thanks for being honest. I guess that's what happens when you use premade mix. At least I know I'm not losing it. Now if I can make some improvements to this formula..."
"While you figure that out, I'm just going to borrow Mimi for a quick second!" Palmon grabbed Mimi by the wrist.
"We'll be back!" Mimi nervously smiled.
"Take your time. It might be a while before I come up with a good recipe, but don't worry about me. I'm having fun," Izzy droned.
"Good to know...," Palmon winced as she pulled Mimi away. "Mimi, do you see what I see?"
"Yeah, if he can cook brownies as good as he can cook meth, I bet they're going to be super delicious. Ohhh...I can't wait to see how they'll turn out," Mimi licked her lips.
"Mimi, snap out of it! Did you hear what he said?" Palmon slapped her.
"If it's not that the brownies are ready, I don't care," Mimi shrugged.
"Well, maybe you should get out of your tunnel vision! Izzy said he didn't know who Tentomon was- and notice that we didn't see any of the other digimon around?" Palmon said in a panicked tone.
"Oh...so that's not a good thing, is it?" Mimi bit her lip.
"Didn't you notice that everyone was acting a bit strange?" Palmon frowned.
"Well kinda, but to be fair, everyone's a weirdo so I didn't think much about it," Mimi shrugged.
"Mimi! This is serious!" Palmon whined. "Who knows what happened to the digimon? What if they're in danger?"
"But what can we do about it? I mean look at me! I'm just a girl," Mimi pouted.
"Sora was just a girl and she helped save the day," Palmon said.
"Yeah, but she's like a kickass girl. I'm more like the getting my ass kicked kind of girl," Mimi dropped to her knees and groaned.
"Come on, you need to really snap out of it!" Palmon slapped her in the face.
"Oww," Mimi rubbed her cheek. "See, you're proving my point."
"Ugh! Look, you have to grow up and learn to stand up for yourself, especially when you don't have anyone else to do it for you!" Palmon cried out.
"But how? You hear what everyone says. I'm just some helpless person," Mimi sighed.
"Are you really going to let these...weirdos, as you like to call them, determine what's true? What if they said that your outfit was ugly and out of style?" Palmon said.
"Did they? Who said that?" Mimi asked.
"Uh...I did hear someone say that, but I don't remember who," Palmon fibbed.
"Hmph! You're right, Palmon! They have no idea what they're talking about. I'll prove them wrong! I'll prove them all wrong!" Mimi got up and brushed herself off. "Now, what should we do first?"
"Try to find the rest of the digimon," Palmon slowly said.
"Oh, good idea," Mimi nodded. "Where could they be? I feel like we walked this whole place."
"We haven't looked inside any of the buildings yet though," Palmon said.
*BOOM BOOM BOOM*
"Help! Anyone here?" a sound came from a vending machine outside of a building.
"Nuh uh, nice try...but we're not going to entertain you this time, you slimy poop-flinging freaks!" Mimi crossed her arms.
"But Mimi! We need your help! We're stuck!"
"Wait! How do you know my name, you creep?" Mimi made a face.
"Hold on! That sounds like Gomamon," Palmon stopped in her tracks.
"Because it is, you dipshits!"
"Oh, that is totally Gomamon," Palmon winced.
"Please help us! Gabumon hotboxed in here with his nasty farts!" Patamon whined.
"It was an accident...," Gabumon groaned.
"It still reeks in here," Agumon said.
"How did you guys get stuck in the vending machine? Was it the Numemon?" Mimi asked.
"No! It was that overgrown yellow teddy bear! He kidnapped us all, stuffed us in a vending machine, and distracted the guys with toys they weren't allowed to have as kids!" Tentomon exclaimed.
"Oh...is that why probably Palmon and I are still out here? Because I was allowed to have any toy I wanted growing up?" Mimi pursed her lips.
"Yeah, keep bragging about your nice life and your wonderful freedom! Forget about breaking us out of this contraption!" Gomamon sarcastically said.
"It's not as nice as you think...I only got a toy after every time I caught my dad taking a nap naked in my bed with a woman I'd never seen before. Which was pretty often," Mimi hummed nonchalantly.
"Mimi, we don't have time to talk about you right now! Get us out of here before the Wayfair guys come to pick us up!" Gomamon snapped.
"Alright, fine! How are we going to do this?" Mimi nervously flapped her hands.
"Remember how TK tried getting the vending machines to work? Try that!" Patamon said.
"Good idea!" Palmon said.
"Okay! Here goes!" Mimi took in a deep breath and charged towards the vending machine.
*thump*
"Let us know when you're ready!" Agumon said.
"I just tried to hit the vending machine...you didn't feel it?" Mimi frowned.
"What? Are you a weakling?" Gomamon blurted out.
"Give me a break! I'm just a girl!" Mimi groaned.
"Mimi! What did I just tell you? You can do anything!" Palmon exclaimed.
"Oh, you're right! I can!" Mimi nodded.
"Uh...sure," Agumon paused.
"Alright! Brace yourselves! I'm coming! Aaaaargh!" Mimi ran towards the vending machine and tackled it again.
*thump*
"Okay, we'll be waiting for you," Gabumon said.
"Seriously? You didn't feel that either?" Mimi pouted.
"It's okay, Mimi. You're doing great. It's just going to take some practice! You've got this!" Palmon forced a smile.
"The inspiration is nice and all, but I don't think we have time for practice!" Agumon yelled.
*THUMP THUMP THUMP*
"Oh, we felt that!" Patamon said.
"That wasn't me...," Mimi whined.
"If that wasn't coming from you...," Gomamon paused.
"We're in big fucking trouble?" Tentomon buzzed.
"Yeah...," Palmon heaved.
"Big fucking yellow teddy bear trouble?" Agumon asked.
"Uh huh...," Palmon struggled to say.
"Hey, what the hell are you two doing by that vending machine?!" the Monzaemon angrily stomped towards Mimi and Palmon.
"Uh oh," Palmon quietly said.
"Uh...just wanted a soda?" Mimi nervously smiled.
"There's no soda in that vending machine," Monzaemon said in a menacing tone and picked Mimi up by the back of her skirt.
"Hey! Let go of me! I hate heights, ya know!" Mimi flailed her arms in the air.
"Yeah! Let go of her!" Palmon yelled.
"Me hoy minoy, me hoy minoy!"
"Oh shit...is that what I think it is?" Agumon whispered.
"Yeah...," Palmon hid behind the vending machine as she saw a crowd of Numemon approach the Monzaemon.
*plop plop plop*
"Hey, let go of my woman!" a Numemon yelled.
"Stop throwing your poop at me! Hearts Attack!" Monzaemon shot out a bunch of red heart-shaped bubbles and trapped the Numemon in them.
"Ugh!" the Numemon fell and collapsed to the ground.
*plop plop plop*
"You guys are really dumb, aren't you! Hearts Attack!" Monzaemon shot more hearts out, causing the Numemon to fall unconscious.
"You won't believe this, but the Numemon are actually trying to save Mimi," Palmon whispered.
"Are they kicking Monzaemon's ass though?" Gomamon asked.
"No...they're getting their asses kicked. Bad...," Palmon frowned.
"Hey! That's not nice! Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" Mimi kicked her feet up.
"Hey, if you haven't noticed, I'm in charge of Toy Town. You're all my little toys, and I get to decide what to do with all of you!" Monzaemon shook her.
"I'm not anyone's little toy!" Mimi yelled, clenching her hands into claws. A green light beamed from her top and shot at Palmon.
"Mimi! You're doing great!" Palmon exclaimed.
"I am?" Mimi said.
"Palmon digivolve to Togemon!"
"What the hell?" Monzaemon accidentally dropped Mimi to the ground in shock.
"That's right! I'm going to kick your ass!" Togemon bumped her fists together.
"Please, I'm not talking about that! I'm talking about the fact that you're a cactus with boxing gloves! What the hell is that?" Monzaemon exclaimed.
"He's kinda got a point...," Mimi muttered to herself.
"Oh, you wanna talk? You're a 50-foot teddy bear! Needle Spray!" Togemon twirled around and shot cactus needles haphazardly in the air.
"Ooh, that's not safe at all," Mimi hid behind Monzaemon's leg.
"Hey, what the hell is wrong with you? You could hurt someone like that!" Monzaemon growled.
"That's the point! Get it? Because I spit needles in the air, and they're pointy? Needle Spray!" Togemon attacked Monzaemon again.
"Quit it! That hurts!" Monzaemon yelled.
"Just think of it as a free acupuncture session! Needle-"
"Stop it!" Monzaemon screamed and fell back, a black gear coming out of his chest.
"Another one of those damn Reese's cups?!" Mimi huffed.
"I suppose so," Togemon shrunk back down to Palmon and walked up to her. "Are you okay?"
"I'm still here," Mimi said.
"Ohhh...what happened? Did I have too many margarita buckets at the Mexican grill last night or something? I had this weird nightmare about a cactus with boxing gloves, it was the weirdest thing ever," Monzaemon sat up on the ground and rubbed his head.
"Oh...how funny is that," Mimi popped her lips.
"Uh, are you good?" Palmon gingerly asked.
"Eh, could be better. I guess I need to lay off the margs though," Monzaemon said.
"Well, if it's not too much trouble, our friends had a little bit too much to drink too, and they got themselves stuck in that vending machine. We could totally use someone with some muscle to help pop them out. I could try, but as you see, I'm just a girl," Mimi pouted.
"Oh, sure! I can help you out!" Monzaemon walked over to the vending machine and punched the top of it.
*pop*
"Holy crap, fresh air!" Gomamon kissed the brick road.
"Ahhh!" Agumon yelled. "T-t-t-what's Monzaemon doing here?!"
"Hey! I think I got totally trashed last night. If I did anything freaky, I apologize! Looks like you guys got yourselves in a jam yourselves though," Monzaemon chuckled.
"Huh?" Patamon stuck his tongue out.
"Just go with it," Mimi mouthed to everyone.
"Uh huh, sure. That's what totally happened...," Agumon nodded slowly.
"Hey, how about we get some Mexican tonight? It'll be on me!" Monzaemon said.
"Mexican? Like Mexican food? Like fajitas and tacos and chimichangas?" Mimi flashed a big smile.
"The works!" Monzaemon nodded.
"Oh my god, yes! That sounds wonderful! I love Mexican food!" Mimi exclaimed.
"Uh, Mimi...what about our other friends? You know, our human ones?" Palmon said.
"Uh, until you tell me which one called my outfit ugly, they're not invited," Mimi crossed her arms.
"It was Joe and Matt!" Palmon fibbed.
"Yeah, sounds like something they would do," Gomamon said.
"They don't like each other, but they don't like you more," Gabumon sighed.
"Well, let's round everyone else up and get some food!" Monzaemon cheerfully said.
"Oh, thank you so much for inviting us to dinner! We haven't had a proper meal in so long, so you have no idea how much we appreciate this," Sora exclaimed.
"What do you mean? The Yokomon village had great food, didn't they?" Biyomon sadly looked at her plate.
"Uh...Biyomon, not to hurt your feelings or anything, but us humans can't survive off of our body weight in sunflower seeds alone," Izzy said.
"Wow, you guys are very high-maintenance," Agumon said.
*pffffft*
"Sorry...," Gabumon blushed.
"Eww, next time take that outside. That stinks!" Tai plugged his nose and fanned the air.
"Hey, at least you weren't trapped in a vending machine with that smell," Patamon quipped.
"I said I was sorry," Gabumon slumped his shoulders.
"Uh, not to sound like a worrywort, but where's Joe and Matt?" Sora asked.
"Oh, don't worry about them. I think they're having much more fun without us," Mimi smirked evilly.
"And for the next song, I'll play 'Criminal' by Britney Spears- a request from the audience!" Matt exclaimed before he started playing the recorder again.
*Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo*
"What audience? You're giving me a migraine!" Joe dropped a half-finished beaded bracelet on the ground.
"I'm giving you a migraine? You're giving me a migraine with that mountain of friendship bracelets you made! What are you even going to do with all of those? Don't you need friends to give friendship bracelets to?" Matt yelled.
"For your information, I do have friends! Me and my fellow Swifties are going to exchange bracelets at the next concert in town! You're just jealous because you could never afford even the nosebleed tickets!" Joe haughtily said.
"Jealous? I would never be jealous of stupidity!" Matt scoffed.
"Stupidity? You're the stupid one for not recognizing Taylor's genius and innovation!" Joe grabbed a fistful of bracelets in his hand.
"Okay, sure...you have your fun, and I'll have my fun," Matt turned his back to Joe and was about to play his recorder, when he felt something hit the back of his head.
*clink*
"Did you just throw your stupid bracelets at me?!" Matt's jaw dropped.
"So what if I did?" Joe crossed his arms.
"That's it! I'm sticking this thing up your ass!" Matt chased after Joe.
"Ahhh! Get away from me!" Joe screamed and ran away.
"Nah, you like Taylor Swift so much, you'll start making music like her too, you obsessed freak!" Matt shook his recorder in his hand.
"AAAAAHHHH! Is anyone here?! Help me!" Joe screamed.