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Digimon Battles!

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I turned from the other guy and saw Alan talking to his Renamon. It speaks Spanish? That's interesting! I went back to the other guy. "Hey, you can not just leave after you destroyed a tamer's digimon, without having the consent from the tamer to even battle in the first place!" Jagmon yelled. He didn't like these kind of people. They pushed his pevebutton bad! "Hello?! Anybody in that head of yours?" I asked. The guy was just standing there!

I heard Alan screaming and turned. I saw the Renamon he was talking to, or rather, white light engulfing it. "Oh no! Now 2 digimon are going!" I screamed. What's happening? Why are all the digimon leaving like this? "Jagmon? What's happening to the digimon?" I asked him with a woried look on my face. "I don't know, they're just leaving without haveing been in a fight. I can't tell you what's wrong." I knew I couldn't do anything to help him out, I watched the sad goodbye and kept quite. Poor guy!
 
OOC: So... everyone's metting up in America, huh? Does that mean David and Patamon should go there?

David jogged down the stairs and stopped near the bottom. His mom was sleeping on the cough, the TV on mute. David grabbed the remote and turned the TV off, then threw a light blanket over his mom. Once he had taken a quick look around the house, he ran back to his room.

"What's up?"

Patamon asked as David close the door and sat down again.

"Nothing much. Dad's out working, mom's sleeping, and I have no idea where Matt or Elizabeth are."

David muttered, draining the rest of his soda and light tossing it into the nearby trash can. Patamon put a confused look on his face, but shrugged it off and flew over to David's desk.

OOC: Err.. going on a little trip. Won't be able to post 'till about next Wednesday.
 
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