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“I want to talk with you,” Agumina whispered to Agumon so the others around wouldn’t hear.
The famed Digimon glanced at her then back to Tie and the others. His eyes took one final look in a random direction before his face showed submission. Obviously wanting privacy due to the low tone in her request, he gently took hold of her arm and started walking away towards any empty room he could find. He hadn’t wanted to make some big scene at first, but he exhaled loudly through his nose and stopped, knowing what the right thing to do was.
Turning back to others, he asked, “Would you all please excuse us for a bit?”
“No hurry, Agumon. Things like this should never be rushed,” Tie replied.
“Things like…? Wait, no, that isn’t what this is! We’re just going to talk!” he insisted.
“We all believe you,” Gabumon assured him. “And make sure you fill us in on what your lips do after they finish forming words.”
Nearly everyone burst into laughter, but Sora scolded, “Don’t be mean, guys! They deserve their privacy.” Turning to the couple, she smiled and said, “Go on, you two, and don’t let these goof balls get to you.”
“Thanks, Sora,” Agumon replied warmly.
As they continued out of the room, Sora called, “Just be gentler with her than you were with Piedmon!”
Then everyone, included her, laughed away till tears started coming out of the their eyes.
Face red and hot, he grabbed her arm this time and nearly dragged her away from their teasing friends. He spotted a room with the door open, and hearing nothing, took it for empty. He brought her inside and closed the door. Before he could ask her what she wanted, however, he heard a scream.
“Get out, get out, get out!” indecent Daphne shouted, throwing the pillow on the bed at them, followed by the lamp.
Scrambling to open the door, he retorted, “Try closing the door when you don’t want people seeing you!”
As they were nearly out, she exclaimed, “Who said anything about people!?”
“This place…” Agumon mumbled as they got away.
“She sure has big-”
“NOT interested,” he interrupted Agumina, spotting another room.
As they went inside, he peeked under the bed, in the closest, even up at the ceiling, but he saw no one. Motioning for her to have a seat, and after she had done so, he asked her what she wanted.
“Oh, I don’t want anything,” she said in a perplexed tone, wondering why he’d thought that.
“But- but- you said- we came all this- now you have nothing to-” Taking a deep breath, he asked her, “Why must you do this to me?”
“Do what?”
“You know what, Agumina? Never mind. Never mind! Just forget the whole silly thing! Let’s just get back to the others. I’d prefer a loss of respect over a loss of sanity.”
As he got up, however, she called, “Wait! I still want to tell you something.”
“But you just said you didn’t want anything! I heard you!”
“I don’t want anything. I just want to tell you something, so, you got a minute?”
Covering his face with his hands, he said, almost crying, “Sure, sure. Anything you want to say, say it. Just, please, get it over with quickly.”
Obediently, she began talking very fast. So fast, in fact, that he couldn’t understand a thing she said,
“Okay, not THAT quickly. Just, just, say what’s on your mind. Forget everything else I’ve said.”
“Everything else…? You sure? Youëve said pretty important stuff these last few months.”
Right eye twitching uncontrollably, he said, as if out of breath, “Tell me- what is on- your mind.”
“Okay, sure thing. Um, what was it again?” Before Agumon exploded, she said, “Oh yeah, I remember now. I wanted to apologize, so I am going to. Five, four, three, two, one: I am sorry, Agumon.”
“For what?” he asked, dragging out the “for” from his confusion.
“For trying to get together with Tigress and all.”
“Trying…?” he thought to himself flatly.
“I just, wasn’t myself, you know? And now that I am again, I can see perfectly, as if looking through the world’s clearest glass, that you and I were meant to be.” He paused, marveling at the beauty of her words, until she added, “So take a breath mint and let’s get this party started!”
He would have been more tempted if all of their friends hadn’t already predicted this. Now, if he actually did it, he’d never hear the end of it from them. Then again, they didn’t have to know…
“Well, I’m afraid I don’t have a-”
Seeing that it couldn’t be helped, she wasted no more time as her lips said hello to his. His arms caressing her back, they stayed that way for some time. When they pulled apart at last, they exchanged grins.
“Let’s get back to the others quickly. We don’t want them to think anything happened,” Agumina told him.
“Ah, brilliant, Agumina!” he complimented, and the two of them returned to Tie and the rest of them.
As the whole group turned to see their friends return, Agumina called out, “That was the best kiss ever!”
“Hey!” Agumon hissed. “What was all that about them not thinking anything if you were just going to tell them!?”
“Why let them waste brain power thinking about something when I can just tell them so they can know for certain?” she replied, wondering how he didn’t understand this till now.
“AGUMINA!” he shrieked, and the laughter he’d expected did come.
But it wasn’t just any laughter. It was that of true friends who cared deeply for each other and couldn’t possibly be any happier.
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“I have something I’d like to speak with you about,” Tigress told Tiger as they in the dining room at a table.
“Is it going to be a waste of time?” he asked her.
“Aw, don’t be like that, Tiger,” she replied sweetly though trying to sound displeased
“Would I need to say much back?” he wondered gruffly. “Kind of busy here.” With that, he motioned to the meat on the table with his eyes.
“Well, this subject is basically about meat, actually. Now will you listen to sweet little Tigress now?” she asked innocently, as if a negative response would shatter her.
“Just say it! Tired of talking without actually getting anything said,” he retorted. He lowered his snout and took a large bite of beef and chewed it ravenously. Though he tried staring at the food, he was actually waiting to hear what she had to say.
“Do I seem different to you lately?”
“No. You’re always different.”
“Tee hee! I mean different than my usual self, silly!”
“If you say so.”
“Well, I’d like you to know, here and now, why!” She took a deep breath and declared, “Thanks to you, I am pregnant.”
Tiger stopped what he was doing and said nothing, sitting perfectly still. Tigress was, in a sense, relieved, as she was worried that he might choke from hearing such news while eating. Tiger got up at once and started looking around the room.
“What- are doing?” she asked him curiously.
She got no answer. He continued searching all over, tables, a counter, a trash can, and so on until he finally found on the floor what he had been looking for- a pen. He took it in his mouth and returned to the table. Scooting one of the napkins stacked on top closer with his paw, he started writing on it, tilting his head to the side to do so. He pushed the napkin over to Tigress when finished, and while it was rather scribbly, she could still make out the three words written on it.
“I am choking.”
“Oh dear!” she exclaimed, noticing the blue color of his face.
She hopped out her chair, pulled back her front leg, then jabbed him in the stomach with all her might. The morsel went sailing through the air and landed on the ground, right in front of where Daphne was walking. In her haste, she slipped, and her feet shot up into the air before she fell, revealing what lied beneath her skirt to all in the dining room.
She got up and quickly exited the dining room despite her hunger, thinking, “This shouldn’t be called a hotel! How about the world’s worst peep show?” Then she froze. “Wait, it was ME who gets seen, so that makes it the best peep show!” She returned to her friends to mingle, her previous embarrassment now an overweening pride.
“Why so hard?” he asked hoarsely from the blow.
“I didn’t want you to choke anymore!”
“A softer hit would have done just as much good, only less bad…” he mumbled.
“Maybe, by why didn’t you flail your paws or jump around or something like folks normally do when they’re choking?” she wondered aloud.
“Me? Do something that undignified? You really don’t know me that well,” he said in his usual I’m-trying-to-sound-annoyed-but-I’m-not-really-annoyed voice. “Anyway, are you sure!? No doubt in your mind I’ll be a daddy, err, father?”
In response, she leaned forward to kiss him in order to hide the fact that she was about to whisper in his ear. When she was close enough, she informed him in a sort of creepy sweetness, “If it’s a girl, the name choice is mine. Don’t like that? Do another monster.” She ended that with a warm smile.
