Archive of Our Own

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Asher held the egg on both of his hands. His mouth wide open in incredibility. What came to be that egg? Where had it come from? How could an egg be so big and have such stranger colors and markings? Such questions flooded the young man’s mind. Then something happened. The egg twitched. He got so scared he nearly dropped the egg. Thankfully he did not do so.

He looked back to his bag and he saw a paper right where the egg used to be. Holding the egg against his chest with just his left hand he grabbed the paper with his right one. ‘ Rub to hatch’ the paper read. So, unsure of what he was doing, he rubbed the egg. Soon it twitched once more. And again. And again. Each time more vigorously. Finally it happened.

The hard shell cracked right across the middle. Light flowing out of it. Then the whole thing turned into a white bright light blinding Asher for a few seconds. Even with his eyes closed he could still feel the brightness. When it ceased he opened his eyes and saw two orbs of light. One hovering over each of his hands.

Over his right hand the orb of light took an oval shape. Two seconds later the light was no more and a strange object fell on the palm of his hand. Asher had never seen something like that. It was an oval device with a screen on the top part of it, which was larger. The device was all white in color, with the exception of its sides which were magenta. On its left side there was something akin to an antenna that was black in color. On the right side there were two button shaped like triangles, one pointing up and one pointing down, both of them dark gray. Below the screen there was a larger round button; besides it a smaller red one.

What is this?, he asked himself but soon his attention was caught by the other orb. It grew larger still maintaining its round shape. The light vanished and on its place there was something even stranger than the mysterious device.

Still hovering above his hand there was a pure white ‘thing’ - to Asher’s eyes - which had two big black circles which resembled eyes, two small spheres on top of it that resembled ears, two rosy spots under its ‘eyes’.

After Asher’s assessment of the second ‘thing’ it slowly started to descent towards his hands. When it touched Asher’s skin the young teen felt the coldness of it. He was rendered quite intrigued by it. Then, all of the sudden, it blinked. Asher let out a small squeal and dropped the white thing, which by all accounts turned out to be alive. The cold and white creature fell on the pile of dirt clothes. It looked up with an expression akin to that of someone who was angry and opened its mouth, from it came a small gust of cold air, you could even see some sparkling pieces of ice.

“Hey! That wasn’t nice!” Asher scolded with his arms akimbo.

The small creature’s face changed. A smile. The creature was smiling.

“What? First you try to freeze me, now you’re smiling?” The boy was absorbed by the creature and its behaviour. Despite all of this he also gave it a small smile, “So how are you called?” Asher could not believe what he was doing. He was speaking with a creature. But for all he knew it could be some sort of alien and it might be capable of speech.

The small white ball with eyes and ears just opened its mouth as to answer Asher’s question but no sound came out of it. Asher smiled. What the creature just did reminded him of goldfishes. Maybe it was too small to talk. After all it had just been born. Maybe hatched would be a better word to describe what had just happened.

“So you can’t speak yet is that right?”

As though it was giving an answer the creature shook its whole body sideways. Asher interpreted it as a ‘no’, but how could a creature understand humans language. Asher himself pondered again on why he was asking it questions. All of the sudden the creature started opening and closing its mouth. It reminded the teen of something is brother used to do when he was hungry.

“Are you hungry?”

The creature jumped up and down. Maybe it meant ‘yes’. Then it started digging around the clothes. Asher looked at it intrigued, then he remembered. He still had a cereal bar on his bag, he was supposed to eat it in one of his breaks but he had forgotten to do so. Soon the creature had the cereal bar on its mouth. Jumping up and down it looked in Asher’s eyes.

“I’ll help you,” he said while extending his hand. The white being dropped the bar on his hand and looked at him expectantly. “Here you go little guy...girl...thing…” he informed giving the bar back. “By the way, my name is Asher.”

The creature ate the bar whole. After it was done with it he let out a cute burp. Which sent some more cold air in direction of Asher’s face. Now it was jumping up and down once more. Happiness. It was all you could see on its face.

“You’re really cute aren’t you?” Asking that the teen grabbed the creature on his hands and held it close to his chest. It was so cold. But it felt nice right against his body. The platinum haired boy started petting its head.

All of the sudden the creature started glowing. Asher got scared again but this time he did not drop the creature. He felt the creature growing bigger and changing shape. As quickly the light came it faded.

Asher looked down. Where a small white creature used to be now it was a completely different creature. It still had an overall round limbless shape. Though what once was white now was lime green, with the exception of some purple stripes on its tail, now it had a tail. Its ears were round no more, now they were pointed. Giving a better look at it now it looked like a cat.

“Humph I can’t breath!” The voice of a young girl said.

Asher got even more scared than when the light showed, now he did drop the cat like creature.

“D-d...did...did you just speak?” Asher’s voice was pure disbelief. Maybe the creature was indeed an alien capable of human speech and shapeshifting.

“Yes!” The creature told Asher in a happy tone. Now he looked at her face. Asher took into assumption it was a girl, taking in consideration the voice. Her eyes changed from black to brown. Now there was no doubt she looked like a cat. “My name is Nyaromon!”

“H-h-hi! Nice to meet you…”

“I want more of that tasty thing!” She pleaded jumping.

“Okay I’ll grab some more, but quiet down please.”

“What does that mean?” She inquired.

“What? Quiet down? It means you have to make less noise. My mother can hear you and it will be hard to explain how I came to have a bodiless lime green cat head with a tail,” he explained in a soft tone.

“Oh okay, sorry!” She said with a dejected look on her face.

Asher grabbed the small lime green being and placed it on top of his bed and gently petted her right between her pointy ears.

“No problem. Now I’m gonna grab some food for you. Wait a bit.”

So, Asher went downstairs to grab some more cereal bars and some chocolate chip cookies. Maybe Nyaromon would like those better.

When he got back Nyaromon was sitting on his bed quietly awaiting for his return, as he had asked her to.

“You came back!” She said in a joyous, though quiet, tone.

“Of course I did,” he told her. “When I promise something I keep that promise. Here try these ones to see if you like them.”

Asher put the plate he had brought with the cookies on top of his bed, right besides Nyaromon. The small cat smelled the cookies. Then with a grin on her face she started chowing down on them.

“Wow, slow down before you choke.” Asher scolded with a sweet tone.

“This is so~ tasty! Better than the other tasty stuff!”

“My brother thinks the same. Though the cereal bars are better to your health.”

“But this is better, Asher!”

The teen let out a small laugh before remembering he should be quiet. He did not want his mother to come in his bedroom and see that he was awake. “Nyaromon, what are you?” He finally asked.

“I’m a digimon!” She said having already cleaned up the plate.

“Digimon? What is that?”

“Digimon are digimon…” She replied innocently.

“Then where are you from? I never saw something like you. Much less something talking like a human.”

“I’m from the Digital World, everyone there is a digimon.”

“Digital World? Never heard of that. What are you doing in our world?”

“I don’t know...I was just hatched, I don’t remember much.”

“Oh I see. And do all digimon change forms like you did?”

“Yes, it is called digivolving. I used to be Yukimibotamon, which is my baby form. Now I’m Nyaromon, my in-training form!” Nyaromon explained to Asher. The teen being completely marveled by all of this.

“That’s cool! Lastly, do you know what this is?” He asked showing the strange device, “This appeared when you hatched.”

“That’s a digivice, but I don’t know what that’s for.”

After that short quiz they talked for some more minutes, this time about Asher’s life. Not into much detail, as Asher did not like to speak about himself too much. They talked about Asher’s moving; his cat Clover; his mother and brother; and how nervous he was because of tomorrow.

Then both of them started yawing. Nyaromon having trouble keeping her eyes open.

“Well maybe it’s time we go to sleep eh?” Asher suggested.

“Hum hum…” She agreed already dozing off.

Next morning

“How do you think they are doing?” Haru asked Yukiko putting a finger against his own lips.

“Probably fine,” she replied in a laid back tone. “We left them with food and water. Plus your parents aren’t home so they will be just fine.”

“You’re right, I’m sorry.”

With that short exchange of words Haru’s mind became halcyon. Just like the corridors they walked on. The morning was such a peaceful period of the day on their school. Everyone walking quietly to their homeroom class. Some talking in a soft tone with their friends. This was what Haru and Yukiko did almost every morning.

Then Yukiko heard fast moving steps behind her. She was about to turn around but then the halcyon ambience was broken by someone screaming her name.

“Yuki-chaaaaaaaan!” A voice said far away sending chills down Yukiko’s spine.

She knew that voice too well. Going back on her decision of looking back she started moving faster in the opposite direction. The once fast moving steps now sounded like they were running. Even without looking she knew the voice’s owner was hot on her pursuit. So she also started running leaving a confused Haru behind.

“Yuki-chaaaaaan!” The voice called again ever so closer.

No, no, no, no, no, no. She screamed inside while trying to get away. The sound of steps had stopped. It could only mean one thing. Oh fuck… as soon as that thought crossed her mind she felt something heavy hitting her from the back. Soon she was on the ground with something heavy on top of her.

“Yuki-chan~…” The voice purred. Yukiko felt a face rubbing against the back of her head.

Why me? Why god? What have I done to you? I haven’t read smut in a week!

“Good morning Sayuri-san,” Haru said as soon as he got near Yukiko and the heavy height which was called Sayuri.

“Morning, Haru!” The girl said without stopping rubbing herself against Yukiko.

Sayuri was Haru and Yukiko’s friend. They had met each other only two years ago but they were almost as close as Haru and Yukiko were. She was still fifteen but she was on the same class as the other two teens. She had wavy warm pink hair that reached her shoulders. Her hair color was one of the most recognizable thing about her, right next to her shortness.

“Sayuri…” Yukiko called with a muffled voice.

“Yes~?”

“Can you get off me?!” She asked annoyed.

“Oh sure,” she rubbed herself once more before getting up.

Yukiko got up herself and started smoothing out her clothes. On any other school there would be a circle of intrigued people looking at what had just happened. But that had stopped after the first ten times Sayuri jumped on top of Yukiko, which was about two years ago. Since then it had became almost as a morning ritual to both of them. And everyone else on the school. Even teachers paid no mind to it anymore.

“I swear to god one day I’ll end you!” The raven haired teen said half joking half serious.

“And I swear to god that that day will be when we get married!” The short girl retorted with a grin on her face.

“Oh my gawd!” Yukiko let out exasperated.

Haru was doing the same thing he did every morning. Laughing. Laughing real hard, to the point of tears starting to flow down his face. Then, like always, the laughing stopped as soon as Yukiko directed towards him a stern look.

“Sorry,” he said in a dejected tone.

Looking at the clock on his right wrist Haru saw that it was almost 8:30 a.m, when their homeroom would start. After informing his two girl friends the three of them made their way to the classroom.

They all sat down next to each other when they got there. The homeroom was shared with every student of the same year so this was the only time they could be together in a classroom, seeing as they never shared the same classes together.

“By the way, guys,” Sayuri started calling the other teens’ attention. “I need to talk with you about something.”

“Yeah we also need to talk with you…” Yukiko told her but looking in Haru’s direction.

“We could meet after school at my house.” Haru added.

“Sounds fine by me, but I need to go somewhere else first.” Yukiko informed.

“Yeah I need to grab something at my house first but then I can get there too.” The pink haired girl told them.

They kept talking for a few more minutes until the bell ring was heard around all of the school. With the bell ring came their homeroom teacher. Everyone got up at the same time and let out a collective ‘Good morning Yamaguchi-sensei!’.

“Good morning everyone, you may be seated,” she told everyone with a smile on her face.

Yamaguchi Hiroko, was a middle aged woman. Her brown hair was neatly kept in a chignon bun. She wore a sky blue sleeveless ruffle shirt with a dark blue pencil skirt and black heeled oxford shoes.

“Today I have a surprise for all of you,” she informed the class. Everyone started talking at the same time; asking themselves, and others, about what that surprise could be. “Children calm down please. Well the surprise is a new classmate, he arrived to Japan some days ago from other country, but I’ll leave the presentations for him. Asher-kun, please come in,” she called in a sweet tone.

The boy walked in. As soon as Yukiko laid eyes on him she got curious about the boy. Everything on him screamed ‘different’. Firstly it was the clothes. He was wearing the school uniform, a white shirt, navy blue tie, navy blue pants, and a navy blue vest. No one else besides Haru used the vest, everyone either used the jacket or used nothing. Then it was the hair. He had a modern quiff undercut style hair. But what was unique was the color platinum with a black streak right on front. But by far what was more interesting on him was his eye color; lavender.

Besides looking ‘different’ he also looked quite shy. His body language let everyone know he was uncomfortable and nervous for being there. He did not look anyone in the eye, as a matter of fact he was looking down. He kept his hands clasped on his lap and he was fidgeting his fingers.

“Spot the main character of this anime,” Sayuri whispered to Yukiko in a witty tone.

“You are really one to talk,” she retorted.

“Shhh!” Someone said behind them. Both of them looked back with angry expressions marked on their faces. It had been Haru. “Sorry!” He pleaded raising both of his hands.

“Asher-kun, could you tell us a little bit about you?”

“Sure,” he said meekly. “My name is Asher Willis. I’m sixteen. And I’m from California, U.S.A.”

“Don’t you want to share with all of us something unique about you?” Hiroko invited.

“Well...I’m an acro dancer. When I was in the U.S. I used to participate in competitions, which I won several, but now that I’m here in Japan I don’t think I’ll be competing anymore, but I won’t stop training!”

“That is quite interesting! Thank you for sharing Asher-kun. Now you may seat besides Hana-san.”

Yukiko saw the boy looking around for Hana. A few seconds later a smile appeared on his face and he started making his way to the girl. He might have seen the girl but he did not see a leg getting stretched right in front of him. He tripped like the boy wanted.

“See you next fall Gringo!”

Instead of falling Asher did something that made everyone’s mouth drop to the ground. By some miracle he managed to catch himself on his right hand and did a one handed front walkover. Without looking back he just continued to his seat. Yamaguchi-sensei did not say anything because she had her back turned to the class.

Everyone was rendered mute in absolute adoration of what had just happened; of course, everyone sans Sayuri.

“That was so fucking awesome!”

“Watch your language,” Haru scolded, “But you’re right, that was just awe striking!”

The rest of the day had gone well. Nothing had happened besides that bully trying to make Asher trip and he was thankful for that. Maybe the fresh start was not all that impossible. Bullies were everywhere but after Asher’s demonstration of acrobatics right inside the classroom no one else tried to make fun of him, as a matter of fact the few people that attempted to talk with him just wanted to say how awesome he was.

Now he was alone on his classroom cleaning his table and putting everything back inside his backpack. Though something was stopping him of neatly arranging his books. He put his hand inside and started moving it around. Then his hand touched something. It was the digivice.

When he pulled the digivice from his backpack it slipped from his hand. Not wanting it to fall and break he tried to grab it mid air. It slipped once more getting farther. Asher took a few steps and extended his hand to catch it, but when he did so he just slapped it and threw the digivice to the back of the classroom. He ran after it but he knew he would not be able to grab it; so he tried to mitigate the damage from the fall by making the digivice hit his foot first. Though when he tried to extend his leg he just kicked it across the room once more. Yet again he ran. He was right under it now, if he used both hand he would be able to catch it for sure. Of course he was not able to catch it with both hands it just slipped a went upwards, almost touching the ceiling. Asher knew that if it felt from such an height it would break most likely so he decided to jump on top of a table to catch it. Asher being the gracious being he is he just let slapped the digivice up, once more, and lost his balance. He fell down flat on the ground. He stood there waiting for one of two things to happen. The digivice falling on the ground and breaking into pieces or the digivice falling right on the back of his head. Though nothing of the sort happened.

“If I were to die now I would die a complete woman! I have to thank every good being in the world for being able to witness this!” A female voice said over Asher.

The teen looked up to see who had just made fun of him. It was the girl from this morning; Hana.

“You’re very funny,” Asher said while getting up. He saw his digivice, it was on Hana’s hand, “That’s sort of mine, could you give it back?”

“Pink really suits you doesn’t it?”

“Firstly that isn’t pink, it’s magenta. Secondly...really funny! Thirdly…” At the end he just extended his hand to her.

She smiled and placed it on his awaiting hand, “I would’ve never guessed you had a digimon.”

Asher was taken aback by what the girl with moss green eyes had told him.

“Excuse me?” He inquired.

“You heard me well, no need to pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about,” with that she put her hand on her skirt pocket. When she took it out there was a digivice like Asher’s the only difference was where Asher’s was magenta hers was lime green.

“How did you get yours?”

“Well actually it is weird. Yesterday, around 7pm, I was about to leave my house to run some errands, but I felt my purse heavier than normal, so I decided to go back and look inside my bag. I was quite amazed when I saw this huge pear colored egg with some green spots all over it. The rest I’m guess it went the same way as you.”

“I suppose yours isn’t a Nyaromon.”

“No, she is called Budmon,” Hana explained.

“Wow, cool. Do you know why we got them?”

“No, not really. Budmon doesn’t know much. Only her name, where she comes from, and what is a digivice, but not what’s for.”

“It’s the same with Nyaromon.”

“Well it would be great if we could bring them together. I’m sure they’ll enjoy each other’s company. Budmon as been cooped up in my bedroom all day.”

“Yeah Nyaromon would like it. She is quite outgoing. But my mom is home.”

“My parents are home too,” Hana stopped talking and her face told Asher she was thinking about something. “Hum, do you know that park near the bus station?”

“By near you mean 30 minutes away if you go walking?”

“That would be the one! You want to meet there at around 6 pm? By then there won’t be many people around and they can play together without caring about being seen.”

“Sure!”

And so both of the teens left the classroom together. They walked together until Asher got in the bus home, though they did not exchange any more words between them.

“Mom, I’m home!” Asher called out as soon as he entered.

Then he heard the pitter patter of small feet running in his direction, no doubt it was Ben.

“Ashah!” The small boy said when he saw his older brother, hugging his legs when he was close enough.

“Hello lil’ guy,” Asher greeted holding his brother on his arms as he did so.

With his brother on his arms he went to the kitchen where he would, most likely, find his mother.

“Hi honey,” the woman greeted as soon as the two brothers entered the kitchen. “How did your day go?” She inquired.

“It went well, couldn’t have gone better as a matter of fact,” he half-lied, choosing to not tell about the incident in the homeroom, “also I made a new friend!”

“Wow, already?” His mother sounded appalled with the fact her older son had just made a friend on his first day of school.

“Jee, thank you mom!” Asher replied in a sore tone.

“Oh Asher, I didn’t mean it like that,” she explained. “It’s just that anyone would have trouble making new friends on their first day on a new school...on a new country!”

“Alas I did so,” he said dramatically. “Also I have to ask something…”

“Yes, you can go out with her,” she answered before he could even formulate a question in his mind.

“How do you know it’s a her ?!” And there it was again, his mother’s sixth sense.

“You were in my stomach for nearly nine months, then I spent twelve hours to make you come out of me, since then it has passed sixteen year...I know my son.”

“Okay…”

“So when are you going out?”

“Awe you alweady leaving?” Ben asked looking in his brothers eyes with a dejected look.

“Yes lil’guy,” after replying with his brother he butt his forehead with the four years old’s, then turned to his mother. “I just came home to ask for permission and change clothes.”

“Well you can go change then.”

“But I want to play with you Ashah!” His brother protested.

“I already promised my friend I’d be with her. How about I play with you tomorrow after my training session?” As he made that promise he put his brother back on the ground.

“Hum...okay!” His face brighten up with a smile that occupied most of the small boy’s face.

“Then we have a deal sir!”

Ben ran back to the living room, where he was when his brother arrived, breaking up laughing because his brother had called him a ‘Sir’. Asher sometimes was so silly calling him these sort of weird things.

Asher also left the kitchen going to his room, where someone else was eagerly awaiting his return. As soon as he set foot inside his bedroom he saw a green blur come in the direction of his face.

“ Asher! ” It was Nyaromon.

“Hello! I actually missed you today.”

“I missed you too Asher! I thought you wouldn’t come back! Now you don’t have anymore ‘school’ do you?” She asked expectantly.

“Yes, I do have to got to school more times, but I’ll always come back,” he explained her while starting to take off his school uniform. “Today I met someone, a girl name Hana,” while he shared that with his partner digimon he put on some black sarouel pants.

“Oh really? Is she nice?”

“Yes, she is. As a matter of fact she also has a digimon!”

Nyaromon just made some high pitched noises and started jumping. Asher took it as Nyaromon being on cloud nine.

“I know right?” Now he put on a short sleeved gray hoodie, “And you want to know what?”

“What?” The small digimon could not contain her excitement.

“We are going to meet them now.”

More happy squealing and jumping.

“I thought you would like it,” Asher shared his partner’s joy.

The teen did not show it to his mother, but he was also surprised he did a friend on his first day of school. Hana most likely only wanted meet with him because of Nyaromon. But Asher was happy he was going out with someone, he never had really went out with someone back in California. He did not even had many friends, if any at all. Though he was decided to not make those doubts ruin the potential fun he could have this afternoon. Well as long as Nyaromon could have some fun with Budmon Asher would be happy.

He look around his room for his messenger bag. After a few minutes he found it on top of his dresser. However it had ended up there.

“So I’m ready to go,” he informed his partner.

“Then let’s go! Why are you opening that?” The cat digimon asked when she saw Asher open the bag and point its insides to her.

“Well we will be on the streets and no one can know about you, or they will be scared.”

“But I won’t hurt no one, I promise!” Nyaromon was crestfallen.

“I know sweetie,” Asher kneeled besides her and petted her head. “But humans fear what they don’t understand.”

“You don’t fear me!”

“I know a thing or two about not being understood…” now it was the teens time to look crestfallen, though he soon masqueraded his feelings with a smile. “If you go inside the bag I promise I’ll give you more cookies!”

As soon as those words came out of Asher mouth Nyaromon flew inside the bag, “I’m ready!” She called.

“So you are. Let’s go!”

It took Asher one hour to get to the park. Half an hour to get to the bus station and another half to get to the park. When he got there he was quite exhausted. Despite that he decided to walk a bit more until he found a bench where he could sit. As there were not many people passing through he decided to open his bag and let Nyaromon breath some fresh air.

When the bag was open a fast asleep digimon was shown.

“Well at least now I know she wasn’t uncomfortable,” he muttered to himself.

“Hey Asher-kun!” A female voice greeted behind him.

“Hello Hana!” Asher greeted back, turning himself to face her.

She sat down right besides Asher and put her own purse on her lap opening it. From it jumped a green blur.  

“Budmon, this is the boy I told you about.”

Asher looked at Budmon as soon as she stopped moving. She was composed of a perfectly round body and a large leaf for a tail. All of the digimon’s body was green with the exception of the purple spikes that covered it.

“Nice to meet you Budmon,” Asher told her in a sweet tone. The same he used sometimes with his little brother.

“Hello!” She replied in a voice that was more high pitched than Nyaromon’s.

“Hey buddy,” Asher called poking his partner’s head.

She gave off a muffled sound but opened her eyes, “What is it?” She asked in a sleepy voice.

“We are at the park. Hana and Budmon are here with us too.”

Hearing that the small cat like digimon jumped out of the bag like Budmon had done before her. She was totally exhilarated. Asher was delighted to see his partner like that.

“Hello! My name is Nyaromon!” Her voice barely containing her excitement.

“Hyah!” Budmon greeted.

“Hello Nyaromon, you’re really cute.”

“Thank you! Hey Budmon, wanna play?” Nyaromon invited not wasting time.

“Sure let’s!” Budmon replied in an equally joyous tone.

Then both of them jumped down to the ground and started wrestling each other. While they rolled on top of each other on the ground they let out small squeals and laughs of pure bliss. While their digimon partners played together Hana saw the occasion as the right one to start conversation.

“So, Asher-kun…”

“Please, call me only Asher, the ‘kun’ part is rather odd to me,” he asked.

“Okay,” she agreed. “Asher, I wanted to ask how are you?”

“I’m fine…?” Asher did not understand why the girl was asking him that now.

“I was talking about the scene that happened at our homeroom class,” she explained when she saw Asher did not quite understand why she had made the question.

“Oh that...it was nothing. I’m used to worse than that,” he told her looking at his feet.

“Really? I’m sorry to hear. Do you wanna talk about it or…”

“No, not really, though I appreciate you being worried. But I don’t really like to talk about myself, much less talk about what I’ve ‘suffered’ it makes me sound winny.”

“I does not! If you don’t want to talk about it I can’t force you, but know that if you ever want to talk I’ll be here,” she informed him. Even though they only knew each other for a few hours Asher knew he could trust this girl.

“Asher!” It was Nyaromon’s voice, though her normally sweet and happy tone gave place to animosity.

Asher looked at his partner and she saw her looking behind the two teens with fire on her eyes. She was gritting her teeth and emitting a low growl; just like a furious cat would.

“Hana, get out of there!” Budmon’s voice had also changed.

“Budmon...what’s wrong?” Hana asked scared.

“Yeah, Nyaro…” Before Asher could finish both in-training digimon jumped to their trainers and knocked them down from the bench. As they did so the bench was broken in half.

“What the fuck?” Asher yelled while getting up.

Him and the raven haired girl got up and moved close together facing where once they were seated. Both of their digimon stood before them. Both of them looked ready to jump on whatever had broken the bench.

That was when something came out from the bushes. A moss green humanoid creature appeared before them. It was no larger than a ten years old child. His face was deformed and had a orange mohawk. To clothe his upper body he had an sleevless brown jacket which he kept open. His lower body was covered by a also brown loincloth that stood in its place with the help of a belt, which had the same color as every other piece of clothing. The green creature had a wooden club with some nails sticking out of it on his right hand.

“What is that?” Hana asked.

“That’s Goblimon! He is a mean digimon,” Nyaromon explained. The fur on her tail and back was all puffed up.

“Wow really? What is it doing here?” This time it was Asher who made a question.

“Trouble most likely,” Budmon replied. “We need to fight it!” She informed.

“Can you guys fight?” Hana inquired.

“Of course we can. Dokutogetoge!” Budmon yelled. As soon as she did so purple spikes fired from her body in direction of Goblimon.

“Goblin Strike!” The green digimon riposted with a fireball which burned all of the spikes that Budmon had sent him. “Goblin Strike,” it called once more spitting another fireball in the direction of the plant digimon, sending her back a few steps.

“Budmon!” Hana yelled kneeling besides her partner.

“Now it’s my turn!” Nyaromon said while making her way to Goblimon, when she got close she jumped in the air and called her own attack. “Atomic Bomber Tail!” With a flip mid air she tried to strike their enemy with her tail.

“Goblin Rush!” The goblin digimon met the cat digimon’s tail with his club; sending the small digimon against a tree.

“Nyaromon!” Asher also ran towards his partner.

“She told meh it’d be easy, I just didn’t know it’d be this easy!” He mocked running in the direction of Hana. “Goblin Rush!” He tried to strike the teenage girl with his club but Asher was quicker and managed to push her away, making the digimon hit the ground; which broke right where the club struck.

“We need to defend our friends!” Budmon said.

“But we don’t have the power, he is a rookie level.” Nyaromon stated matter-of-factly.

“Goblin Strike!” A third fireball was shot, this time in the direction of the humans.

Though something happened. Their digivices, which had been kept on their pockets started to glow. Hana’s emitted a lime green light and Asher’s a magenta light. Both of them jumped aside dodging the attack and grabbed their digivices; when they did so both of their partners started to glow. The light was so strong that both tamers and Goblimon had to cover their eyes.

“Nyaromon digivolves to…”

The luminous shaped that once was Nyaromon started to change. Her body was more defined, as a matter of fact her body and head were now two separated things. She gained four legs. Her ears grew bigger and flopped over the sides of her head. Her eyes were now pink instead of brown. On her neck there was something akin to a golden collar with strange symbols engraved on it. Her fur color changed from lime green to cream, with the exception of her rosy cheeks, like she used to have as a YukimiBotamon.

“...Salamon!”

“Budmon digivolves to…”

Budmon’s shape also changed. She turned into a lizard like creature. Well more of an hybrid between a lizard and a plant. She stood on two legs that looked like roots. Her hands looked like leafs with some purple vines for fingers. On top of her head rested a lavender flower.

“...Aruraumon!”

Now that both digimon had changed the light ceased to be.

“What, did you digivolve again Nyaro...I mean Salamon?” Asher could see that his once cat like friend now looked like a puppy.

“Yes! Me and Aruraumon are now on our rookie level!”

“Dat wont help yer out!” Goblimon yelled running towards the newly digivolved digimon.

“Sledge Crash!” Salamon cried out while running against Goblimon. This time it was the green digimon who was pushed back.

“Nemesis Ivy!” Aruraumon called extending the vines on her hands. With those vines she grabbed Goblimon and threw it against a tree.

“Yer lil’...Goblin Strike!” One more fireball was spat in their direction.

“Puppy Howl!” When Salamon called the attack a high pitched roar came out of her mouth putting the fire away middle air. It also made Goblimon fall on its knees and cover its ears.

“Good job guys!” Hana complimented.

“Yeah, you guys were really good,” Asher agreed.

“Dis wont be the last time yer see meh!” Goblimon took his chance and ran away.

“Nemesis Ivy,” Aruraumon tried to grab their enemy but he was already too far away for her to grab. “Dang it!”

“We fought so hard but it was still able to flee,” Salamon sounded dejected.

“There isn’t any problem, we thought it a lesson,” the male teenager told his partner rubbing her head. “By the way you look even cuter than before.”

“Thanks!” Salamon sounded pleased with the compliment.

“Budm...I mean, Aruraumon, you also look really pretty,” Hana told her partner.

“You think so?”

“Yes! I also love your flower.”

“Thank you Hana!” The plant like digimon finaly said.

“Now why would Goblimon attack us?” Asher asked himself.

“Goblimon only want to cause trouble, that’s their thing,” Aruraumon explained.

“He did talk about a ‘She’,” Hana noted.

“Also true,” Asher agreed.

“Yeah I’m sure I heard the noise come from here!” A voice was heard not far away. More voices joined that one.

“We better get moving, or else we’ll have a lot to explain,” Asher said look at the broken in half bench and  the cracked and burnt ground.

“Yeah let’s go,” Hana agreed grabbing Aruraumon on her arms.

Asher also grabbed Salamon and both teens started running in the opposite direction of the voices.They only stopped when they reached the park’s entrance.

“Well that was…” Asher started.

“...fun!” Hana finished.

Then both of them started laughing.

“Humans are so strange,” Salamon said in inquiring tone.

“You’re right,” Aruraumon chimed in.

“It’s getting kinda late for me, could we talk more about what happened tomorrow at school?” Asher asked her.

“Yes we can! Also getting late for me,” Hana told him starting to make her way home, but Asher stopped her.

“Hana, it was nice to meet you!” He told her.

She did not reply with words, she turned back to him, smiled and then kept walking away.

“Are you ready to go back Salamon?” But soon Asher knew he would not have any reply from his partner. She was fast asleep on his arms. The fight must have tired the poor thing. With a smile on his face he started making his way to the bus station.