☆64.5☆ [Fourth Wall]

[tearsofademon]

[Another fourth wall, another pile of critters in a field somewhere.

Only this time, instead of Larvestas or Slimes, they're cute little white blobby things. Poyomons, not that anyone would recognize them. Maybe a Pabumon here or there in the pile.

And as usual, Ryner is buried in them, though at least his head's sticking out this time, so he can breathe.]

Great. This again. Of course.

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[sincereheart]

[ Mimi had kind of figured she'd end up back in Johto someday. She's not actually sure when she kind of figured that, because she can't remember doing much of anything between leaving in February and now, but it's about a billion degrees warmer today, so some time must have passed, and she was probably doing something to pass it. But trying to make sense of this is making her brain hurt, so she pushes it aside. She'll worry about metaphysical issues later. What's chiefly taking up her attention now is something she very much hadn't figured on.

It's been months since she's seen a Digimon - other than Impmon-kun, and he doesn't count, since he’s a human here like everyone else is. But now she’s in a field full of them, and she knows they’re Digimon because they’re Digimon she knows. These little guys look exactly the same as what Angemon hatched into after he… Well. What Angemon hatched into. She thinks they’re called Poyomon! (The green ones she doesn’t recognize, but they’re just as adorable.) ]

Oh, wow! Hi, everyone! What are you all doing here? I didn’t think Digimon could -

[ ...There is definitely a guy buried under all those Poyomon. ]

Oh my goodness! Um, mister?

[ She takes a cautious step closer. ]

Are you all right?

[tearsofademon]

'm okay...

[He makes an (it's hard to tell whether it's with all his strength or not) attempt to get out from under the pile of blobs, but fails.]

This wouldn't be the first time something bothersome like this has happened to me.

[The Poyomons and Pabumons just smile innocently. Their new friend is fun!]

[sincereheart]

If you say so...

[ When none of the baby Digimon start launching themselves at her, Mimi figures it’s safe to walk on up to the Poyo-pile. She begins trying to carefully rearrange the Poyomon, in hopes that it will end up crushing this guy a little less, but it’s difficult. These things are slippery. ]

Is one of these Digimon yours? Are - are you a Chosen Child?

[ He looks a little old to be called a child, but then, everyone over the age of about thirteen looks old to Mimi. ]

[tearsofademon]

[That they are. And while they're not going to really put up any fight - they're a friendly Poyo-pile - there are a lot of them.

Still, this guy seems more mildly annoyed than anything. (Also he's 24. -ish. But that hardly matters.)]

Chosen for what? ...And what's a Digimon, anyway?

[sincereheart]

What's a Digimon? These are, silly! [ She cups a Poyomon in her hands and holds it out for him to see, as though he isn't familiar by now with what his squishy captors look like. ]

And Chosen Children are chosen to save the Digital World and stuff! Though since you don't know what Digimon are, I guess you probably aren't one, huh.

[ She droops slightly. Someday she will run into another Chosen Child, but today is not that day. ]

But if you're not a Chosen Child or anything, why do you have all these Poyomon?

[tearsofademon]

Because this world likes to go out of its way to give me hell, apparently. This isn't the first time I've been buried in critters that weren't Pokemon.

[One of them slides down the pile and glops onto his head. He doesn't look amused by this.]

Kids chosen to save a world, though, huh. That sounds like a pain.

[dreamsofahero]

I'm beginning to wonder if there's something out to get you, Ryner.

[tearsofademon]

You're just beginning to think that?

[dreamsofahero]

Well, it is hard to say, as you certainly never seem to hesitate to use it as an excuse to get out of work...

[tearsofademon]

Doesn't really count as an excuse if it's an actual thing.

[dreamsofahero]

Nonsense, Ryner, I'm sure the strongest mage in Roland would be quite capable of escaping such a situation at will.

[tearsofademon]

I'd rather not hurt the little guys, thanks. Even if they're bothersome, I dunno that they could take an Izuchi.

[because yes he knows his magic is temporarily back, his eyes were kind of a dead giveaway thanks]

[dreamsofahero]

You could just crawl out from under there, you know.

[tearsofademon]

They're heavy.

[dreamsofahero]

And?

[tearsofademon]

And you try getting out from being buried under a heavy pile of slimey critters.