Chapter 2: Flying Small:
This chapter takes place during the Myotismon Arc
Everyone was enjoying their time at the beach, but then DemiDevimon came in a bulldozer.
"Alright, everyone," he says, "this beach is now Lord Myotismon's turf..."
Unfortunately, no one can hear him. "Fine, I don't mind bulldozing over you're..."
"Hey, look," some kid says, "someone left their toy tractor."
"Put that down," says the kid's mom, "it has germs." The kid then drops the bulldozer.
"You'll see," DemiDevimon says as he throws away the megaphone, "You'll all see! Lord Myotismon's turf must be clear to these cretinous beachgoers. But it's becoming increasingly obvious. I can deny it no longer! [zoom out] I am small. I need someone big to clear the beach for me. I need..."
DemiDevimon then notices Palmon. "Yes, she's perfect."
Palmon goes to an ice cream vendor, but someone cuts in front of her. "Two please," he says. The line cutter gets his ice creams. Palmon goes to the vendor. "One please," she says. The Vendor hands her her ice cream, but some guy takes it. "Pardon me," he says. "One please," she says again. "Sorry, we're all out."
Palmon walks and hears crying. She walks over and sees DemiDevimon.
"DemiDevimon, what's wrong?"
"Oh Palmon, I bought these two ice cream cones, but I only needed one," DemiDevimon then looks to make sure Palmon's looking and gets back to his fake crying, "I don't know what I'm going to do."
"I could take one," Palmon then eats an ice cream.
"Say, Palmon, ever thought of getting what you want," DemiDevimon asks, "like that ice cream, with my help, you can learn to be more assertive. What do you say?"
Palmon thinks. "Sounds great."
"Excellent," says DemiDevimon, who then does an evil laugh. Then some guys sits on Palmon. "Palmon, this is your chance."
"Um, excuse me, you're sitting on me."
"Palmon, be more assertive."
Palmon then puts her finger in the man's pocket and beeps.
DemiDevimon face palms. "Not insertive!"
The Man then walks away.
"Well, that didn't work out, okay, I have another idea," DemiDevimon then points to the guy who took Palmon's ice cream, "there's the snake who took your ice cream, go over to him."
Palmon walks over to the guy. "That's my ice cream."
"Good, now let him have it."
"You can have it."
"I knew I should've stayed to watch Wizardmon's One Mon Show. If you want something done right," DemiDevimon then goes behind a rock and throws his voice to Palmon, "hey, you worthless insect, if you don't return that ice cream, I'm gonna shove your car down your throat. Com Prende?"
The man then throws the ice cream to Palmon and runs away crying.
"DemiDevimon, the man is crying."
"Yes, tears of joy, he was happy for you," DemiDevimon says, "you see how much better things are, when you're maniacal."
"I thought it was called assertive."
"Whatever."
"Well, it got me this ice cream, so I like it."
...
Palmon was using her metal detector, then a guy came.
"Hey, weird plant girl, my metal detector's broken, can I borrow yours?"
"Sure," Palmon says as she hands the guy her metal detector.
"Palmon, this is your next lesson," DemiDevimon says, "tell that guy to take a hike."
"Wanna go on a hike with me," Palmon asks.
"Sure."
"No, Palmon, tell him to go in a ditch."
"Why don't you go look in that ditch?"
The guy goes in the ditch. "Wow, buried treasure."
"Palmon, tell him you know karate and you'll tie him in a knot if he doesn't give that metal detector back."
"Hey, I'll tie your shoes if you don't give that metal detector back."
"But I'm wearing sandals."
"It's okay, he's wearing sandals." Palmon then notices DemiDevimon's depressed. What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's nothing," DemiDevimon says, "I just decided to give up. It's clear you can't be a stand-up gal."
"What about airline food," DemiDevimon's confused, "airline food, what's up with that? See? I can be a stand-up gal."
"Palmon, you'll never get it right."
"Please, give me another chance."
"Oh right, see those guys, they're soaking up your sunrays."
Palmon then uses her vines to get them all covered in sand and then sticks her feet in the ground and absorbs the sunlight like a typical plant.
"Yes, perfect," DemiDevimon says, "now, look at that hotdog stand, you need to cut in that line."
"I'll do better than that," Palmon says as she uses her vines to take the hotdogs.
Someone throws her ball in Palmon's direction. "Can we have our ball back." Palmon then pops it and then roars.
Everyone walks away.
"Hey, DemiDevimon, all my asserting has driven everyone away."
"Exactly."
"You didn't tell me everyone will leave."
"Oops." Then a group of bakemon appear.
"Wait a minute," Palmon realizes, "you used me for Myotismon! That wasn't very nice."
"Don't you get it," DemiDevimon says, "nice guys finish last, only aggressive people rule the world."
Palmon then realizes something. "What about aggressively nice people?"
"Huhh?"
Palmon then makes up for everything she's done and gets the beachgoers back and even returns some hotdogs and gets some sand off a little girl's ice cream.
"It's too cute," says DemiDevimon.
A surfer's crying. "What's wrong," asks Palmon.
"My board's broken."
Palmon gets him a new board and the guy is free to surf.
"Thanks Plant Girl, that was awesome."
DemiDevimon is now crawling.
"Sorry about your plan, DemiDevimon."
"Oh, it's not that," DemiDevimon says, "I just can't handle so much niceness in one place. Need... Hatred." DemiDevimon then crawls away.
Palmon then gets out a volleyball. "Volleyball, anyone?"
The people all cheer and go with her.
"So, we're just going to ignore the fact that she's a plant creature and that other guy's a bat creature?"
"I'm more concerned with the fact that she pulled that out from behind, where did she get it?"
