On the possibility of joining Terminal Tokyo.

[ba_boom]

Hey. Hey! Whaddya think you're doing?

Yes. You. You just got done with one game and now you're looking at another one? Have you lost what little mind you had to begin with?

[So you don't like the idea of seeing all your friends again?]

No, I do not! I don't need them. And they don't need my help. They probably don't even want my help.

[I'm sure Guilmon would be happy to see you. He's incapable of holding a grudge now that you're not, y'know. Evil. Anymore.]

Don't go thinking I've gone soft! I helped fight the D-Reaper out of pure self-interest. Yeah. I didn't want to die, so I helped 'em fight it. I could care less what happens to 'em.

[... Are you sure this isn't because Leomon will be there?]

... This ain't about me, anyway! You've got school to think about. And hey, I never agreed to get stuck in your head in the first place! I already got two partners, that's all I'll ever need.

[So you don't have a problem with seeing Leomon again. Duly noted.]

Wha- No! I mean. Yes. I- look, I just don't wanna go, okay? And you can't make me!

[We'll see.]

Comments

Ooh, Impmon!

[alwaysfaithful]

Sounds like your mun won't even listen to you.

You're a Digimon aren't you?

[guilmon]

[Sorry, Impmon, but Guilmon's over here giggling like the doofus he is. He missed Impmon's bombastic personality.]

Aww, it won't be that bad! There's lots of bad Digimon you could fight if you wanted to show how cool you are.

[Guilmon's savvy enough to know how big Impmon's ego can get.]

INDEED.

[ba_boom]

Yeah, that's right. What's it to you?

[Sadly, his heel-face turn didn't come with a personality transplant. Don't mind him if he's a jerk.]

[ba_boom]

Puh-leaze. I don't need to fight bad Digimon to show that, it's obvious just from lookin' at me!

[Don't you try to play him, pineapple-head! It won't work much.

Although. Bad digimon...]

Besides, I'm sure you and your lame-brain friends have the situation under control, right? No need for me to even show up!

[bigsoftie]

No. No. NO. There's ENOUGH Impmon there. I'M the alpha!

[ba_boom]

What the-

[Peeeers.]

What is this, some kinda joke? Who are you supposed to be?

[guilmon]

I don't know about that.

[Guilmon's ears droop, and he shakes his head.]

There was this big Digimon called Titamon, and he was so strong that Guilmon still had trouble fighting him as Dukemon! A bunch of Tamers got together to help fight him, but he got away, and Guilmon's sure he's out there waiting for another big attack.

[bigsoftie]

I'm the friggin' Duke!

[God, Duke do you need to embarrass Leatherhead every chance you get?]

...he is my partner.

[ba_boom]

Still out there?

[That did sound bad. Like they could use somebody powerful to help them out.

Somebody like Beelzemon.]

Jeez, I can't leave you knuckleheads alone for five minutes without you gettin' into some kinda trouble!

[He wants to help them. He does. But how is he gonna face Leomon and Juri again, after what he did?]

[ba_boom]

Huh. Another Impmon. Never thought I'd see the day.

[He shrugs up at Leatherhead and smirks, quickly recovering from his apparent shock.]

He always this territorial? He's like an excited puppy. It's embarrassing. Makes us look bad.

[Not that he'd admit it, but running into another Impmon makes him just as uncomfortable. He's never encountered another one, in all his time in the Digital World. He'd assumed there weren't any others.]

[bigsoftie]

EXCUSE ME, I ain't no pup. Who are you to call me a pup, you newbie!?

Yes...he is.

[He can already tell this will end bad.]

[ba_boom]

That's too bad. You should tell him to lighten up. The stress is bad for his health.

[The other Impmon, he just ignores. Partly because he doesn't want to engage in a territorial scuffle with it. Because he's mature, and advanced, and wise enough to know better.

And partly because he suspects being ignored will really make him mad, because he's not mature at all.]

[bigsoftie]

I'm still here!

[You guessed right, Impmon. Duke is still stuck in that immature me-me phase.

However, Leatherhead is a bit more mature than that.]

I have long learned that letting him learn on his own is the best choice.

[ba_boom]

[Unfortunately for Duke, Impmon isn't nearly as mature as previously implied. The irritation only makes him smirk.]

It's for the best. You can't coddle 'em when they're young, ya know. They get spoiled. Start thinking the world revolves around them. You know how it is.

[Yep. The most mature.]

[guilmon]

[...Snort. There's that typical Impmon attitude again. Granted, Duke's given him similar vibes, but the idea of those two meeting... Would there be a battle over who the best Impmon is? Would they be friends?

And who has the bigger ego of the two? So many mysteries...]

And it's been more than six months! That means lots of trouble and no Impmon there to stop it.

[A beat.]

Well, there's other Impmon there, but they're not Impmon Impmon, and they can't become Beelzemon either. That means you'd be a super Impmon!

[He emphasizes the super part by puffing up his chest and waving his arms in an attempt to look super... but really, he's just a big dork.]

[ba_boom]

Darn right! There may be another Impmon, but I'm the real deal Impmon! Nobody else could ever be like me!

[The bravado rings hollow, even more than usual. Because now he's hiding behind it.]

Alright, alright, pineapple-head. If I can come help you bozos out, I will. If only to show the other Impmon how it's done. Yeah!

[He had to admit, it felt nice being wanted. Even if it was only by a silly pineapple-headed numbskull like Guilmon.]

[bigsoftie]

...that is true.

[Leatherhead never saw it that way. Duke is fuming so much.]

You ain't that older than me!

[ba_boom]

Pipe down, kiddo, the grown-ups are talking.

[He forces himself to wipe the smirk off his face. It's not easy. Man, this was gonna be priceless. Without another word, he looks back up at Leatherhead.]

You seem like a pretty relaxed guy. How'd you wind up with such an excitable partner?

[bigsoftie]

[SO MUCH STEAMING.]

We did not meet on good terms...

Relaxed?! He was RAMPAGING THE CITY!

[There's a small look of regret on Leatherhead's face.]

[ba_boom]

Wait.

[The petty jabs at his doppelganger are forgotten. Hold on just one darn minute.]

You were a... a bad guy?

[oneeyedterror]

Oh boy, more of you little freaks.

[Hey have a man-voices girl who is also in Terminal Tokyo and has an Impmon. A lady Impmon.]

[bigsoftie]

I...

[Sighs.]

There are times...I lose control. Some things are said or done that make me angry, angry beyond my ability to stop it.

[ba_boom]

Hey! Who are you calling a freak? Yanno, maybe you humans seem freaky to me, but do I go around calling you freaks? No! I do not!

[Except that time when he used to do stuff like that. And also swipe ice cream cones and throw fireballs at passersby and OH HEY LOOK AT THE OTHER IMPMON convenient distraction go.]

Now you, on the other hand, are the opposite of freaky. Nice to meet ya!

[oneeyedterror]

Humans are freaky, especially since I ain't normally one.

[Oh noooo, she's kinda trying to hide behind Whirl.]

Hello.

[ba_boom]

Yeah. That sounds pretty bad. I can imagine.

[All too vividly. Even a harmless dopey pineapple-head like Guilmon, when he got mad enough, turned into a monster like Megidramon. The second-scariest thing he'd ever fought. The only thing scarier was the D-Reaper itself.]

Uh, but you're not like that most of the time, right?