Anime Title Goes Here! Digital Wakenings

[digitalbeam]

Who: Ishimaru, Mondo and Digi-Eggs
What: Eggs and Breakfast
When: 7th Morning
Where: The Dorm BE-11 of Manly
Warnings: EGGS

It was a typical morning in Smash Academy (you know, the type where you secretly hope that nothing will go wrong, but suddenly there's a bear serving you food in the cafeteria). There was probably something out there making noise at the early hours. Thankfully, the windows prevented most of it from coming in (mostly) for what little sleep most of the students and staff could get. In room BE-11, two boys were busy sleeping and missed the strange light that emitted from an open computer at 4am.

That's okay...despite the somewhat quiet entrance, it had still no idea it was there at all and could wait until it was found, leaning against one side of his pillow.

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[forgetbeam]

THERE WAS. An egg. On his bed.

Upon waking up an hour after its appearance, Kiyotaka rolled over, running one hand along the edge of the mattress as a steady, mindless motion to wake himself up (contrary to popular belief, he did not just backflip out of bed fully in uniform the instant the clock hit 5:00 AM). Having his wrist bump against something smooth and unfamiliar just sped the wake-up process up a bit, and his eyes snapped open, seeking out this unexpected object.

What... the heck was that supposed to be. An egg? Had the no-good prankster who smeared Mondo's bed with butter the other week returned to put eggs in Kiyotaka's instead? He cautiously swept his leg out across the bottom of his bed, but couldn't feel anything else.

He sat up and grabbed the egg with every intention of just throwing it out. Unless it did something wild and crazy like hatch in his hands.

[digitalbeam]

What the egg did instead was start to shake in his hands. It also felt..warm? Like a little heartbeat that he could feel pulsating ever few seconds.

Something was trying to pierce at the left side.

[forgetbeam]

If the egg was warm and shaking, it generally meant something was alive in there, so there went the idea of throwing it out. Still, whose was it, and how did it get in his bed?

He felt a small push against the palm of his hand and quickly realized that whatever was inside was about ready to come out. Whoa... the miracle of life! First thing in the morning, here in his bedroom! He'd worry about figuring out who it belonged to later - for now he rushed to his desk, which was easier to clean eggshell pieces from than his bed, and set it safely in the middle where it wouldn't topple off the edge during the process.

"You can do it," he coached with no regard for his still-sleeping roommate. It wasn't like he was in a shouting match about donuts this time, so Mondo could probably sleep through it. "Your life awaits you!"

[digitalbeam]

The egg suddenly stopped moving.

[forgetbeam]

Oh no

OH NO HE KILLED IT

OH NO HE WAS THE WORST

[forgetbeam]

Maybe it was fine and just needed some warmth. He reached out to hold it again...

[digitalbeam]

In a sudden burst of light, the egg began to glow a kaleidoscope of colors worthy of 1980's computer screensavers before shaking so violently that it floated above his hands, sending rays of light piercing the entire room.

If anyone was sleeping, the giant banging sound that happened right after that, and a glow so bright it was impossible to see without shielding their eyes probably would have woken up the dead.

Even as the entire place was still bursting with life, Ishimaru would feel something soft and fluffy land in his hands. And...hair? As the light cleared, this little bouncing bundle of joy would great him.


"HELLO!"

Oh gods it talked, and it had eyebrows and where were its legs and ?!?!

[forgetbeam]

The sudden light in the dark room was hell on his eyes, and he squeezed them shut, flinching only a little when the gunlike noise went off. When he felt the tiny ball of fuzz settle in his hands, he opened them again, waiting for his vision to readjust to the dark.

Hello, it had said... How could something so tiny have such a deep voice? Well, it defintely wasn't just your run-of-the-mill chicken. Speech ability aside, now that Kiyotaka could make out its silhouette a little better, it was plainly obvious that this was nothing he'd ever seen before.

Of course, thanks to his studies, he knew exactly what it was.

"I see... you're a Pokemon!"

[digitalbeam]

"I'M A DIGIMON!" It responded helpfully, setting into his hands quite nicely. They were so warm! No human had ever held it before. That felt...nice? Oh-oh right, it needed to tell him who it was!

"A DIGITAL MONSTER FROM THE DIGITAL WORLD!! ARE WE IN THE HUMAN WORLD?!" A pause before it spoke again.

Then slowly.

Hopefully.

"ARE YOU MY PARTNER?!"

[forgetbeam]

Oh, Digimon, sure, okay--

Hey, wait a minute! Now that the surprise of having some egg hatch right before his eyes was wearing off, it was coming back to him just how weird it was for this situation to be happening in the first place. Even for Smash, this was unheard of as far as he was aware.

He held the bird thing at arm's length, mouth fixing into his typical frown. "This is a world with humans in it..." To call it the human world seemed really inaccurate considering the diversity of FDC's population. Also because it would be a dick move after all that racial tension finally eased up. "...But I could not be this partner you're seeking! I've never even heard of a Digimon!"

But what if this thing wasn't far from the mark? After all, Kiyotaka wasn't the only one in the room. But there was no way Mondo knew what a Digimon was supposed to be either...

. . .

Well, it was worth asking. Good thing this was a totally normal time for normal people to be awake anyway (how did he sleep through that hatching? WHO KNOWS).

"Let's get to the bottom of this right now!" The smart thing to do would be to set the Digimon aside for safety's sake while he shook Mondo awake. Instead he put one hand on the biker's shoulder, thrusting the fat little cock into his face with the other.

"Brother!! Wake up!"

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[butterbelieveamanspromise]

There's no way he slept through that technicolor explosion. It was bright and booming and why, it was like Mondo himself exploded from his bed, springing up like a bungee cord to rub his eyes and take a few moments to readjust every faculty of sense he had. The dead has arisen indeed. That's why when Kiyotaka eagerly shoved his cock in his face, he batted it away. The impact landed against his roommate's hand, but catapulted the newborn chick creature. It's not like he actually knew what was going on.

"Get yer hands outta my face!"

Retroactively, he decided that was a bad idea and he kind of regretted smacking a tiny bird... ball... what? across the room. What was that? Was it even alive?

[digitalbeam]

There were two disappointments in his heart at that moment; the first was that neither seemed to know anything about Digimon nor wish to claim him, which meant he would have to, once again, start over from square one due to this curse that had been thrust upon him and other Digimon. If he could not protect his world, then is it why he had been banished here? Perhaps simply because he was not good enough....

The second was that ow that really hurt as the small cock bounced off from one wall to the next, but the anger, the pain that rose inside him was undeniable. With a scream, it flew back towards its target in a burst of energy, the Digimon aiming at the human's nose, beak clasping down not to harm him, but at least to give it a good thrashing and lesson. He might be tiny, but he was not about to let himself be lead by a foe of this proportion.

Perhaps it was not the best thought out plan, but he was driven by hopelessness at that moment.

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Mondo couldn't even block in time, not with the feathery bullet that latched itself onto his nose. The pain soared through his face and triggered his hands to fly to the Digimon and wrench him off desperately.

"OOOOOWWWW!! GET OFFA ME YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Squeeze, squeeze, yank, yank. It was too early for this crap.

RISE FROM OUR GRAVE I'll just retag this

[digitalbeam]

The bird continued to clamp down, refusing to let go as tears appear in its tiny closed eyes. Lost from his world, and into this one, here he was doomed to start over while something was attempting to smash him again.

Was he going to be deleted permanently? Maybe at this point it would be better if he was recycled into data for another digimon to get stronger...

[forgetbeam]

Well, things went from kind of a mess to a total mess in no time at all. Seemed to be a common occurrence in Kiyotaka's life, which was a cruel irony to someone who strove for order. Maybe he could still salvage the situation. Before the poor chicken thing died or something.

Obviously, the best thing to do was to grab whatever mass of feathers he could get and pull in yet another direction. "Both of you, let go!"

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

Mondo was not letting go. "You're pullin' the wrong way, dipshit!!"

[digitalbeam]

Well the good thing is that a few seconds after Mondo had said that, the digital monster had felt Ishimaru's hands squeezed near the stomach area. It tickled so much he had to open his beak up in surprise, and they speed backwards right into a wall from the momentum.

[forgetbeam]

And there went both his butt and the back of his head simultaneously slamming right into the wall. Hopefully their neighbours weren't too disturbed. He leaned against it, groaning a little while he checked to make sure the little chickenbeast was alright.

"That's enough!" Said the guy who technically started it with rude shoving of birds into faces. He straightened up, holding the Digimon a little closer to his chest for safekeeping. "Brother, do you or do you not know anything about this Digimon?"

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

While running pinched fingers up and down the bridge of his nose in an attempt to soothe it, he replied snappily, "Like hell I do! All I know is it's been a pain in the ass ever since I woke up." He stumbled over to turn on a nightstand lamp so he could see better, then pointed his sharp gaze at the cradled mass of feathers in his hands. "Where'd it even come from? Someone drop it off or something? Coulda sworn I heard a strange voice in here, too..." How did Kiyotaka even know what the thing was called? That was another question.

[digitalbeam]

"I come from the net!" he snapped back. "The digital world! That I landed in this room is nothing more than cruel fate on the part of our digital gods!"

At this point he was pretty much ready to slam himself right back into the computer if he could. But someone was holding. And a strong grip now that he thought about it. Not bad for a human. "If neither of you have business with me, then I shall henceforth return to the world from which I came!" Or so he thought he could, anyway.

[forgetbeam]

I COME FROM THE NET
THROUGH SYSTEMS, PEOPLES AND CITIES
TO THIS PLACE:
SMASH ACADEMY
MY FORMAT: HYOKOMON
TO MEND AND DEFEND
TO DEFEND THESE STUPID ASSHOLES
THEIR HOPES AND DREAMS
TO DEFEND THEM FROM THEIR ENEMIES

[izanyagi]

OMFG

THAT WAS EXACTLY WHY I SAID IT LIKE THAT, BUT I DIDN'T EXPECT A FULL INTRO WELP I'M DEAD THANKS

[forgetbeam]

"He hatched from an egg that was near my pillow--"

Oh, and now the little guy was going to just try and leave like that? You'd think there was something that happened to deeply traumatize and/or offend him. As much as Kiyotaka wanted to see just where it was going to go off to, since he was involved in this whole misunderstanding to begin with he had to at least take responsibility and right things!

"Hold on! Describe this partner you're looking for, and we'll do our best to locate them!"

Wait, "we?"