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Tamer Encounters

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Beeku: Charity sat at her desk in the back of the classroom. She was fortunate enough to have a window seat in case she was super bored. Faith had warned her cousin there would be a new kid arriving in her classroom, one that was a tamer. "Tsh like I'd care about some boy" She mused to herself out loud while subconsciously fiddling with the skirt to her uniform. The warning bell rang for the loitering students to get to class.

AbnormallyNice: The teacher entered the class, quieting down the ruckus of the students.

"Everyone, we have a new student joining us today, all the way from Africa no less." she announced and looked over at the door, motioning for the young man to enter.


Ryan sheepishly walked into the room, looking down at the floor. He came to a stop next to the teacher and she continued:

"This is your new classmate, Ryan Willemse."

Some of the students gave a greeting and Ryan sighed.

'"It's a new start" she said. "Make some friends!" she said. Bah." he thought to himself.

Although he couldn't really blame his sister for being here. He joined the Lune faction because he was a Tamer now and of course he had to go to school somewhere. He promised he'd try to be social and nice for at least one day.


Ryan looked up for a second only to say: "Nice to meet you." before hanging his head again.

This was still embarrassing as all hell.


Beeku: *Welp, first impression is, he's a dork* Charity grimaced, she wasn't looking forward to socializing with an obvious loner. He was no doubt going to be sassy, arrogant, rude, or a combination of all three and worst.


"Is there anyone who wants to show him around for the day?" The teacher interrupted her thoughts.

*Is it worth skipping lecture?* Charity mused while debating weather or not she should do as Faith asked for once. On one hand, Faith will be double checking once they sat down for dinner. On the other hand, she could lie...but then again Faith was always thorough and would probably text her new dude later.

"I'll do it sensei. From one foreigner to another welcome~" She plastered on a smile that wasn't totally forced, but the honey in her voice was too sweet to NOT be a trap.


AbnormallyNice: Ryan gulped when the teacher asked for someone to show him around and hoped no-one would volunteer. Or at least that the person wasn't going to be a complete weirdo.

His dreams were dashed when a girl in the back of the class stood, smiling.

Ryan's expression clearly showed his disdain. Just by looking at her make-up, hair and accessories, Ryan know she was going to annoy the crap out of him.

"Ag kak.* " he whispered to himself in his native tongue.

He felt something poke him in his back. It was coming from his backpack so he knew who it was but he ignored it.


*Aw shit


Beeku: "Very well Faustus san" Charity got up and bowed politely to the teacher and dismissing the both of them.

"You with me" She spoke to him in a curt tone one would issue commands to a dog with. The way she pronounced her English was heavily accented with harsh grunting or hisses. Her German ancestry made her sound constantly angry, even uttering such a simple phrase sounded like Ryan had incurred her wrath somehow and she was the one offering to spend time with him! "We go to my locker first" Wasting no time once they left the classroom she marched at a determined pace to her lockers. She didn't even wait to see if Ryan followed her. If he tried to ditch her, well her digimon was an excellent tracker.


"Zeke" Was snoozing in Charity's locker, sandwiched between an alpaca plushie and a large black bunny doll. It was the best way to hide in plain sight. His fox ears twitched when he heard footsteps approaching. Charity knocked on her locker while pretending to fumble with her lock to warn Zeke to wake up and play dead. Zeke yawned before pretending to be yet another stuffed animal she hoarded in her locker. Maybe if he was good she's give him one of the pocky boxes he could smell in her locker somewhere.


AbnormallyNice: Ryan glared at the girl as she ordered him to follow her.

"Psch. Yes, princess." he whispered his reply in a cold tone.

Why him. Why her. Just....why.


She sounded pissed off for some reason Ryan didn't know. He could hear it as she ordered him once again to follow her to her locker. What was wrong with her? Ryan could have sworn she thought he killed baby pandas in his spare time.

But what could he do? He didn't know the school so he couldn't just go do his own thing. He can't go back to class either, seeing as they were excused. Although it was tempting to walk back and tell the teacher his 'tour guide' ditched him.

But again, first day. Better stay out of trouble.


Ryan followed her to her locker in disgust, waiting for her to say anything else. She just fiddled with her locker door and Ryan finally sighed.

"I don't know what kind of 'foreigner' you are but where I'm from, giving at least a name is good manners." he crossed his arms, trying to stare into the back of her head.


Beeku: Charity rolled her eyes while popping her locker open. "Geez shorty were you not paying attention at all? The teacher did say it, but I'll repeat it slowly for you" She picked up her partner from his perch at the top of her locker and slammed her door shut. "I am Charity Faustus. This is Zeke" The small fox digimon could sense another digimon and whistled at Ryan as if to prompt Charity that the kid was dangerous. "Quiet you" Charity shook Zeke "Faith told us about this kid remember?"


Zeke blinked owlishly at Ryan, but then decided it wasn't worth it to start a fight. His ears twitched while frantically gesturing with his tail to the bag where he scented the other digimon.


"Right, so tour. New kid what do you want to know?" Charity asked him apathetically


AbnormallyNice: Ryan pouted at Charity, not impressed with someone clearly shorter than him calling him short. He looked down at the fox toy and chuckled.

"Oh great, you have toys too." he rolled his eyes.


He raised an eyebrow as an exchange happened between the little fox toy and Charity. Just as he thought she was crazy, the fox moved, his tail twitching.

"What the-" Ryan started to say when something in his bag started to jostle more violently.

"Bly still daar binne.*" he looked back and whispered.


When she asked him where he wanted to go, he blinked at her a few times. She was being so chill whilst he was being bombarded with questions.

"Wait wait wait. Someone told you about me? And what is that?" he pointed at Zeke.


Beeku: "EH?" Charity raised her brow questioningly. "Are you some sort of moron? Or is it that no one explained digimon to you" She scoffed distastefully before pulling her ds out of her bag. She had to turn it on, but when it did it seemed to glow with a reddish light indicating she had a love shard in there. "Your sister is friends with my cousin. I was warned some dork was going to be in the same school and I would have to babysit" Zeke whistled as if to confirm.


"This place is a little too crowded for my taste. Let's go out" There were less security cameras out there, and it would give the digimon a chance to get some fresh air without people freaking out. Still though this kid looked like he just wanted to faint. "Unless you want nurses office first ja?"


AbnormallyNice: After Charity explained the situation, Ryan face-palmed and grumbled.

"Rika." he murmured. "I should have known my sister had something to do with this..."


He scoffed at her request.

"Tch. Please! The only reason I'd need the nurse is when you decide to sacrifice me to...whatever you goths worship.


Ryan headed outside, still grumbling.

As soon as he could breathe the fresh air, he took his bag off of his shoulder and unzipped it. As if on cue, a small, blue Digimon flew out, circling Ryan a few times.

"Ryan! There's a Digimon nearby!" he announced, finally able to speak.

"A little late for that, Chiwamon." Ryan commented bluntly and looked over at Charity.


"So, you're a Tamer too?" he asked, unamused.


Beeku: "Even if I were to sell your soul to the devil, I probably wouldn't even get a decent game out of it. You're safe for now" Charity bit out sarcastically. Once they were outside Charity had to kneel down to place her digimon on the floor. Slymon was surprisingly klutzy for a digimon that was a master of stealth. The fox cooed to thank her before walking on his legs towards where Chiwamon was hovering. Zeke's tail wagged slightly to say hi, but he didn't have the arms to wave, or the voice to speak.


"You're surprised? Japan is infested with tamers and you're shocked that one of your classmates is a tamer? Hey spoiler alert: there's other tamers in the school too" She gave a shark like grin. "If you're this slow I'm going to have so much fun watching you crash and burn in class. Can you even read Japanese?" She asked innocently. There were a lot of foreigners coming to school in Japan lately, fortunately this school had a lot of accommodation, and that's why she was enrolled here. She wasn't going to tell him that though. The chance to see Ryan squirm was too funny to pass up.


AbnormallyNice: "I'm freakin' new!" Ryan quickly replied. "For your information, you're the first Tamer apart from my sister that I've met since I've moved here a while ago. But if the Tamer are 'crawling all over the place', just my luck that the first I had to meet is a girl with social incompetence." Ryan sighed and sat down, feeling exasperated. "But if it'll make you happy: No, my Japanese isn't that great yet."


Chiwamon floated over to Zeke and smiled kindly. "So you're the Digimon I sensed. Hello!" he greeted. But when no greeting came back, he looked at the Digimon curiously. "Is something wrong? Do you not want to speak to me?" he looked a little worried, wondering if he did something to cause this silent treatment.


Beeku: "Well fuck you as well" Charity grumbled something else in German, it probably wasn't good with the way her lips were sneering at him. "Fine asshat. There's some tutors that are available after school. You can go pick up some material there to help you begin to learn to write" Charity fished out her notebook from her bag before opening it to yesterday's notes. "Can you read this?" She had written it in English. Maybe if Rayn understood she would go make a photocopy later...maybe


Zeke shook his head before plopping himself on his bum. He used the toes on his feet to move aside some of the white fur on his chest to reveal a small scar. It pretty much stretched from one side of his body to the other end. He shivered as he recalled his creator digimon commanding him to silence himself. Zeke was almost certain that the bits of programming taken out of him was still in the lab. He gave Chiwamon a reassuring smile as if to say "this story is too dark for you". This digimon was far FAR younger than even his own Charity. She was turned to a whimpering mess when she had entered the lab and pieced together his story. Zeke sighed finally feeling like a weary elder.


AbnormallyNice: Ryan looked at her curiously before taking the notes and reading them over. He could make sense of them perfectly, but he wasn't about to say it like that.

"Yes, barely with this handwriting..." he added as he read.

He finally looked back up at her and gave a small, if somewhat confused smile. "Thanks...?"


Chiwamon put his little hands up to his mouth as if he was gasping. "Ow! That looks like it hurt. I'm sorry."

He floated down a little lower, until he was almost on the ground in front of Zeke. "I'm Chiwamon. I think I heard you were...Zeke? Amiright?" he grinned, since he was sure that's exactly what he heard.

"You're one of the first Digimon I've ever met! I'm still pretty young since I was technically only born a few months ago. I bet you can teach me all kinds of things~" he blabbered on and on.


Beeku: "I'll make a copy for you later. If you can read English you'll be fine until you learn to read yourself" Charity grinned "Writing in your own language also stops the super competitive nerds from trying to steal your notes. Just a warning, it does happen. They post your grades up like some kind of high score on the bulletin board. You can probably see who are the geniuses in the class just by seeing the top 10 names"


Zeke nodded as if to show there was nothing to be sorry about. This was...over 45 years ago. What ever pain he felt that day it had long gone numb. He spotted a small stick and grasped it in his mouth to write with. In digicode he spelled out S-l-y-m-o-n the looked to Chiwamon to see if he understood. With simple motions he gestured to the humans then back to Chiwamon. Was Chiwamon a digimon raised by humans? Would he, or his human, be able to read the digicode he was writing down? Just in case he also wrote it down in Morse code, and Japanese, AND English.


AbnormallyNice: Ryan managed a chuckle just thinking about doing his homework in another language.

"That's actually pretty clever. I'll remember that."

Not that he thought he could get to the top of the class, knowing how competitive some kids were, but it would be fun to make the brainiacs work harder to understand his notes.

Ryan looked out at the schoolyard before them and started to feel a little...mischievous.

"So uhm...this school. Pretty normal looking as schools go? I mean, is a tour that necessary?" he carefully asked.


Chiwamon eyed the weird scribbles for a second. Although he had never seen them before, they looked familiar somehow. He thought he knew what it said, and when Zeke wrote it twice more, he was sure he knew what it meant.

"Oh! Slymon. So you're Slymon? That is so cool, I wish I could write. I suppose I'd have to use my mouth too since none of my known digivolutions have fingers." he chuckled.


Beeku: "Just your notes. The teachers will be annoyed when you don't submit the right language answers- it wastes time" She paused and carefully considered Ryan's question. "It's basic enough. I'm sure you got a map of the school when you first got here ja? I can just write in English what each area is on your map, and unless you've got the navigational skills of a brain dead otter, you can just follow that" Charity explained. "There aren't any strange torture machines you need to keep an eye out for or anything. If you're about to skip though, count me out" Though she wasn't too keen on following the rules, her cousin was an absolute strict substitute parent. If the school called Faith, she WILL get booted from the house, and no doubt Faith will sell all her stuff on Ebay to make up for the money she owed her. "Damn that bitch" Charity scoffed.


Zeke wasn't so sure which of the text Chiwamon understood, but being an information scout, he figured it wasn't the Japanese since the human tamer didn't know. It was either English an digicode, but then Chiwamon admitted he couldn't write. This confused him. Can one read without writing? Zeke was practically programmed to decipher all texts and data, admittedly for more sinister purposes, but he always knew how to read. Zeke could not comprehend a life without reading. Even if he wasn't experimented on, the digimon he was meant to be were famous historians and archive sources. He tilted his head curiously before using his tail to sweep up the dirt to clear space. C-h-i-w-a-m-o-n he wrote carefully in digicode and English, then pointed at the digimon in question. This was his name.


AbnormallyNice: Ryan was a little disappointed. If there was a tour he really needed it would have been about the surroundings, not the school. Missing classes would have just been a bonus.

"Aw, come on." he sunk back, leaning against the wall as he sat on the ground. "Ugh, fine. What? You have an overprotective sister too?"


Chiwamon grinned as he realized it was his name that was written down. "Oh! That's me! That's amazing! I knew you could teach me some interesting things!" he clapped his little 'hands' together.

"I wish I could show you something so interesting but unfortunately I have no such skills yet. Unless you would like to fly, haha." He chuckled at the last bit, finding his suggestion very silly.


Beeku: "Tch, no." You'd need to have a mother for that, or a father. Ryan dredged up a really sore spot for Charity about her family situation. None of the biological brothers of her parents wanted to look after her, do you know how much that hurt? To be passed off as some pity request? "Cousin. I live with my cousin asshat. Even then I had to blackmail her" Charity flashed him a dark smile to mask the fact that she felt sucker punched. There was no way she was going to let some boy see her as a weak crybaby. She would rather kick him in the balls first. "Fine then. If you want someone to be your tour guide, it's your fault if we're caught. Sigmund" Charity snapped her fingers to catch her digimon's attention.


Zeke grinned, but said nothing. He turned his head when Charity snapped her fingers for him, and immediately walked up to her. He pulled a leaf from somewhere, and held it out for Charity to place on her head, then offered one to Ryan as well.

"Just put it on your head. Zeke is going to make us invisible. It should be easier to sneak past the hall monitors this way" Charity was experienced at skipping school "We should be fine if we're back before the end of the bell to pick up our homework"


AbnormallyNice: Ryan blinked a few times, staring at the leaf. "Are you serious...?" Ryan gave her a look of 'are you completely crazy?'.

Then thinking about it, he's heard the things that Digimon could do, so was it really that weird?


Chiwamon floated over to Zeke, joining in the conversation.

"Invisible? Exciting! Can I join? Please? I wouldn't want to 'blow our cover' by staying visible." he politely asked.


Beeku: "Naw I'm just putting a damn leaf on my forehead because it's completely in style in Japan" Charity rolled her eyes as her words dripped with sarcasm. It did look silly for her to have just put a leaf on her head. Zeke whistled to get Charity's attention. "Vhat?"


{You should hold his hand} Zeke tapped Morse code on her arm as she held him. Charity grew flustered

"The hell you say Zeke!?"

{If we're all invisible, he can't see where you're going. He'll get lost}

"I- uh..." Charity stammered as her face grew more and more red as she felt his tail tap the silent message to her. "Uuuuuuahg. Don't think too much into this dweeb!" Charity reached out and grabbed Ryan's wrist while shooting off a dark glare as if daring him to make a comment. "As fun as it is to vanish on you and let you wander around, I don't want to waste my time"


Zeke smiled and held out another leaf for Chiwamon to place on her head. He also made the gesture that she should hold onto someone. His lips moved to call the name of his attack out loud, but no sound was made. True to Charity's word they all turned invisible. Not even their shadows gave away their location, but they still made prints on the dusty track field.


AbnormallyNice: When Charity grabbed his wrist, Ryan wanted to protest. When he heard the reason, he had to admit that it was probably a good idea. But he wouldn't say it.

"At least buy me dinner first." he joked with a dark demeanor and a smile that said: 'fine, but I won't like it'.


Chiwamon floated up to his Tamer and sat on his shoulder. "All ready!" he announced as he placed his leaf on his forehead, his little hand barely reaching.

Ryan sighed, but did as his partner did. At least they could all look stupid together.


A moment later, Ryan opened his eyes. Not having felt anything, he thought nothing happened.

"Well, that was a waste- Whoa where'd you go!?" he gasped when he turned to Charity.

"Amazing! Awesome! Cool!" Chiwamon cheered from Ryan's shoulder. "It's okay Ryan. I'm still here." he added, tapping on Ryan's shoulder. Feeling his Digimon next to him, Ryan was a little relieved, and since he could still feel Charity squeezing his wrist, he guessed she was still 'there' too.

"Okay. I will admit: That is pretty cool." he directed the compliment to Zeke.


Beeku: "You are so lucky I can't tell where you are right now or I'd have kicked you in the nads" Charity was still pretty flustered. She was surprisingly gentle when tugging his arm to get Ryan to follow her. There was someone who was patrolling the hall near the school entrance, but they were able to walk right past them. "Okay, so here's a bus stop" Charity pointed out the obvious and removed the leaf over her head. "I'm pointing this out because this is the blind spot between the school cameras, and the nearest traffic camera" Basically it was a safe place to turn visible again when no one was around.


Zeke chirped and pointed towards a cafe across the street before he rubbed his tummy with his leg paws (that doubled as his hands when he got his balance right). Charity knew he wanted to go to the cafe where she worked, she managed to bring home free cake slices that were left over from the day. Her digimon was starting to become an addict. "No. No.No" She tapped his nose with the tip of her finger as she refused his request. Man it would suck if one of her co workers greeted her- because then Ryan would get ideas. Dumb ideas. Ideas that would probably involve her having to be nice to him or else get fired.


"There's an arcade closeby. There's also a mall by there with a food court. Eh I don't know what you were expecting. What the fuck did you want me to show you?"


AbnormallyNice: As Charity explained why the bus stop was safe from cameras, he removed the leaf and grinned.

"Somehow I knew you did this a lot." he teased, as he looked for the cameras.


At her question, he snapped back. "Relax, damn. I don't really care where we go or what you show me. I just didn't feel like being around the school." he stuck his hands in his pockets, grumbling.

"But an arcade? Pheh, no thanks. The mall sounds stupid too."

"Come on, Ryan. Let's go see what it's like at least!" Chiwamon tried to urge his Tamer on to be more social.

"I think food would be great! I agree with Zeke." the Digimon floated off his Tamer's shoulder and over to his new friend.


"Fine." Ryan pouted. "Then let's just go to that cafe he pointed out. It's closer and I could use the caffeine."


Beeku: "It's a maid cafe. Super girly. You sure you want to go?" Charity was starting to panic a little. She did follow him though, but caught a bunch of fabric from his school uniform and held on. "It's not that interesting"


{Except best cakes ever} Zeke was well aware no one else understood him O^O


AbnormallyNice: "Maid cafe...? Er...maybe that isn't such a good idea." Ryan grimaced just imagining how girly and lacy the place must look.

"Ryan! You promised to try new things, remember? And if Zeke's keen to go then I am!" Chiwamon tried to convince his partner.


Ryan looked over at Charity and noticed that she looked a little weird. Weirder than usual at least. He wasn't keen on going to the cafe right now, but he would check it out later. Especially since it looked like going there seemed to make Charity's skin crawl for some reason.

"If we go to the Mall, promise me we won't go into any 'Hot Topic's." he eyed Charity's hair accessories.

"Oh! A trip with friends. Good for you, Ryan!" Chiwamon praised.


Beeku: {But cake...} Zeke lot out a pathetically sad trill with his tongue.

"I'll get you cake some other time" Charity promised her trouble making partner. For now she breathed a sigh of relief. "The mall isn't that bad- but why would you think I wanna shop at hot topic" She caught him looking at her hair accessories. "These are handmade lolita brand accessories. It cost me my weekly tip money thank you very much. It's not that cheap mass produced stuff" She flicked her dyed hair over her shoulder.


{Super expensive}

"You can probably buy a plain stationery set with the stuff I have in my hair" Charity blushed hard. She never felt like she was a 'cute' girl, after all her older cousin had a busty hourglass shape, and was athletic enough to have a slight 6 pack. The other was practically raised as the noble princess of the Morrigans clan. Both cast a huge shadow that covered most of Charity's teenage life. Having cute things was how she made up for her less than adequate body. From the tips of her perfectly manicured blue nails, to the last pearl on her platform boots. She was dressed cute, so she was cute.



AbnormallyNice: "Oh that's interesting. Really. I just don't particularly care." Ryan commented bluntly and plainly.

"Ryan! That's not nice!" Chiwamon floated around his Tamer's head.

"I wasn't trying to be nice." the boy moped.

"Still, that was really mean. Charity and Zeke are helping you out. For shame." Chiwamon crossed his arms and glared at Ryan whilst pouting.

Ryan looked at his Digimon, brow furrowed but looking a little shamed. The Digimon was right, as he usually was when interactions with others were involved.

"Urgh." the Tamer loudly sighed and looked back at Charity.

"They look...cute. Considering you made them yourself. They look good enough to come from a store..." Ryan tried to compliment the girl. It would have been better if he actually smiled while saying it.

Still, Chiwamon was pleased, nodding approvingly at his Tamer's attempt at being civil.


Beeku: "You know what? Fuck you. I don't care either" There were fire in her words as she felt him spit on her attempts to be kind. She was reminded once again why she loathed boys and their emotionally ignorant nature. Time and time again she had offered an effort with a heavy heart knowing someone somewhere was going to be an ass to her. It happened when she trusted her father when he said he would be back for her. One year later there wasn't even an e mail sent to her. She was done being a martyr or a loyal hachiko for people to reliably use as a doormat. "You know why I don't care about your opinion? You're just a kid that I was told to look out for just so my cousin would take off some of the debt I owe her. I'd say this wasn't worth the $50" Charity sneered

"So you enjoy skipping classes this round. I'm out. Good riddance" Charity turned her back to Ryan before storming off.


Zeke looked sadly back at Chiwamon and gave a sad goodbye. Though he would love to spend more time with the two, or at least convince his partner to turn back, he knew she was just one with a fragile heart. It wasn't her fault she was born into poor circumstances in life. It wasn't like Charity wanted to have to fight for the right to have a roof over her head from family. He did look at Ryan with a soulful look though. Words were a powerful thing, it could make someone's day brighter, make someone feel like they are loved and cherished. Words had an powerful effect on people.


He should know, his creator held so much fear for Zeke's words that he permanently took away his ability to use them.


AbnormallyNice: Ryan scoffed as Charity stormed off. "Tch. Fine! For how you've treated me, your cousin should give ME the 50 bucks!" he called after her, his blood boiling. "En fok you ook!*"


(*And fuck you too!)


Chiwamon watched sadly as his new friend and Tamer started to walk away. He then turned to his Tamer, arms crossed again and giving him a scolding look.

"What? She's at fault here, not me!" he attempted to defend himself.

"Really, Ryan? Really?" Chiwamon raised his brow.

"Yes!"

"At least she tried to be civil, Ryan. More than once. Think about it." Chiwamon urged.

Ryan did think about it and realized that the little monster was right. Between the nasty comments and spiteful replies, there were moments when she tried to be decent.

Ryan looked back at Chiwamon, his face shifting from anger and into regret.

"Okay...what do I do now?" Ryan asked in a whisper.

Chiwamon grinned, sitting down on Ryan's shoulder once more. "Now, you have to say you're sorry."

Ryan's expression became something similar to when someone bites into something bitter. "Ew."

"That's how it's done!" Chiwamon grinned.

"Even if I DID want to apologize, what makes you think she'd even forgive me? She made it pretty clear she didn't care what I think." Ryan added as he looked down the street Charity had gone. Suddenly he felt really miserable, almost wishing that he could take back that whole exchange. Losing a friend was something he should have been used to by now, since it happened almost daily when his depression came to the surface years ago. But no, it still just sucked. He'd not even considered the foul-mouthed girl as a friend, but still he felt that miserable feeling that told him the friendship was over.

"I fucked up." He said to himself, but Chiwamon still nodded in agreement.

"A little bit." the Digimon added.


Beeku: Charity kicked open the door to the arcade with enough force to make the glass shatter when it slammed into the wall. At least this made her feel a little better. Charity took in a deep breath to smell the fresh baked pizza being displayed in the cafeteria part of the area. Her boots (which she had gone back to school to retrieve) made the most satisfying footfalls as she trudged past the Morrigans clan crest that was laid out on the floor. She wished she could burn a hole in the ground to erase it, that reminder she was cast out and locked away from the elitist clan. Charity doubted Faith would be happy to hear that Charity burned down the arcade Faith owned, so she ignored it.


"Let's go Zeke, I wanna beat my own high score today" The fun thing about knowing the owner of such a place? She got sweet discounts on the tokens. The low lights and the music from the ddr machines did wonders to her stress. Here Charity was accepted. She was good for something if her high scores had something to say. Charity made her way to the seat of one of the race cart games. She gripped the wheel of the console as Zeke made himself comfortable in her lap. He felt something wet hit his head, and turned to see that she was crying.


"Skipping school again? I thought I heard the door break" The thing about going into an arcade that your cousin owns...is that there's a good chance she's probably there to take inventory today.


AbnormallyNice: There was really little to do other than go back to school, since Ryan didn't know the area that well yet.

"I guess we go back..." Ryan suggested, but Chiwamon could tell his Tamer's heart wasn't in it. The boy was still bummed out about what he did, and Chiwamon didn't like it when his Tamer was miserable.

The Digimon hopped off of Ryan's shoulder and -to Ryan's surprize- Digivolved to his dog-like form, Hachimon.


"What are you doing?" Ryan asked, confused. "You're not going to fit in my bag like that."

Hachimon quickly sniffed the air and picked up the scent of water and green grass. He grinned and, without saying anything to Ryan, bolted.

"H-hey! Hachimon what are you doing!?" the boy gave chase without waiting for an answer.


A few minutes later, Ryan finally caught up with the Digimon, who was sitting patiently and wagging his tail.

Ryan stopped in front of Hachimon and breathed heavily whilst falling to his knees.

"Why...did you...run...hate...running..."he wheezed.

Hachimon turned to look at the canal behind him. Blue water passing under the bridges of the city and hills of grass on either side, making the concrete jungle a little more green. "I smelled the grass and wondered if there was a park nearby. This is even better."

Ryan stood and looked at the environment around them as he still huffed. "Better for...what?"

Hachimon grinned again and headed towards the greenery, playfully jumping from side to side. "Catch me!"

"What!? Ah! Wait!" Ryan followed his Digimon again.


He tried his best to catch the Digimon, but Hachimon just dodged and happily laughed at his Tamers attempts. The Digimon's mood was so contagious, that Ryan actually began to cheer up and sometimes laughed along. Hachimon smiled and continued to play with his Tamer. He was happy his plan to cheer Ryan up was working.


Beeku: Charity numbly lifted her head up to see the devil haired cousin herself. "Wednesday already? I was almost sure I came here when you wouldn't be here" she mumbled in a half hearted attempt to cover her butt. Faith clicked her tongue before seating herself in the console next to Charity where player two would sit. Charity heard Faith take a deep breath and resigned herself to getting lectured.

"No actually. It's Monday. I just had a bad day at the studio" Faith admitted softly "One of the lighting assistants dropped a lamp on the camera equipment and blamed it on me. The project is postponed until we can replace everything" Faith hummed. A comfortable silence fell over the pair. Charity didn't even notice when a certain blue cabbit crawled into her lap to inspect Slymon.


Lapis' red eyes made contact with Zeke's calm blue ones. The two colours clashed with their warm and cold tones, and quite frankly so did the digimon personalities. Lapis sighed and leaned over to nuzzle Zeke, and the two were soon rubbing cheeks. A low rumble was heard from Lapis while Zeke's tail swished back and forth tickling Charity's stomach when it slipped under her shirt. Though it looked like the two were getting affectionate with one another, these two were still virus core digimon, and Zeke was merely reported to his superior. Lapis eventually tensed up and let off a huge groan.



"The fuck are you two up to?" Charity grumbled, she was tempted to push them off her lap.

"I owe Fai a date at Tamamon's cafe" Lapis grumbled which earned a bright smile from Faith. Faith reached over and petted Charity's head.

"I take it today didn't go well for you either?" she asked warmly.

"God it's not like the drippy mascara didn't clue you in how shit my day was" Charity growled sarcastically.

"That's fine. Today I won't stress you out more. I'm sorry things didn't work out with the new kid" Charity blinked. She never said anything about the new kid, how did Faith know?


"Lapis and I had a bet. Seeing as how I won it means you did your best today" Faith grinned

"Charity you should have kneed him in da 'nads. Hey, next time you see da sucker want me to bite him? I'll bite him fer ya" Lapis offered eagerly.

"You...didn't think I'd hit first?" Charity was pleasantly surprised. Her heart gave a slight flutter knowing someone actually trusted her, believed in her. Even if it did blow up in the end, Faith was paying attention.

"I don't think you're a bad kid. Sure you skip school and went on a shopping spree with my money, but you're not horrible." Faith hugged Charity while rubbing her back. "I've never given up on you" she whispered in her ear. And just like that Charity's floodgates broke as she started to sob into Faith's (expensive) suit.


AbnormallyNice: Ryan and Hachimon spent the next couple of minutes running around until the boy finally jumped on the Digimon. When that happened, they started to tussle around. Hachimon nipped at Ryan's clothes and Ryan tugged the hound's feet and ears. Ryan did check around him every now and again to see if someone was watching. He'd never act this way with any human, or something in-human around. He was glad no-one came around to spoil their fun.


After a while, they both got tired and just lay on their back and panted, looking up at the bright, blue sky.

Minutes passed and the two relaxed.

"Thanks." Ryan broke the silence, still looking up at the sky.

Hachimon smiled, rolling onto his stomach. "Always."


It wasn't long before Ryan started to think about what happened earlier. The more he thought about it the more he really did want to apologize.

"Why do I suddenly want to say I'm sorry?" He sighed.

"It's probably because you don't want to mess up your chance to make your first friend here." Hachimon simply said, as if it was the most obvious thing.

He was right. When it came to making friends, Hachimon was practically an expert. Or at least he knew the dynamics of 'friend-making'. It probably had something to do with the fact he was a dog, since those creatures seemed to know just what to do to make you like them. Nor did they judge. They just liked you for who you are.

Ryan did hope he could have a chance to say he was sorry, even if Charity won't accept it. He just wanted to set his mind at ease.


After a while, Ryan felt himself becoming sleepy. The grass was so cool and comfortable whilst the sun warmed his skin. As if sensing his Tamer's sleepiness, Hachimon scooted closer and rested his head on Ryan's chest. The boy started to doze off without any worry since he knew his Digimon would keep watch over him and wake him if need be. At least there was one living thing that would never leave Ryan behind.


This is an RP log between myself and :iconabnormallynice: We wanted to try out our second slot characters that we earned with the recent tag team event! 

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