Digimon Fan Fiction / Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ Ultimatum 2: The Argetlahm Adventures ❯ Deity for a Day ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Ultimanium 
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction / Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.15.2002 | Pages: 8 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 261 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction / Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.15.2002 | Pages: 8 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 261 | Status: Completed
Argetlahm Mess Hall Entrance
Day 3, 5:48 AM
A hungry Goku kept watch of the mess hall double doors. They had to open. Soon. Goku was going to go into a fit and Kamehameha the ship into giblets if he didn't get breakfast soon.
Squall walked over to Goku, still streching from his long slumber. "What's for breakfast?"
Goku shrugged. "Beats me. Ultimanium hasn't displayed the special yet."
Both Goku and Squall glanced at a small chalkboard to the right and above the double doors. Written at the top of it, in bold chalk lettering, was SPECIAL. The space underneath it was empty.
Agumon walked up. "Morning, guys. Hey, what's the special?"
"Hell if we know." Squall sighed.
Agumon grinned. "Ooooh! I loooove surprises!"
Goku looked up. "Yeah, that's it. We're probably getting a really fancy breakfast today! Damn, man.. hurry up and open the door!"
The remainder of the crew marched up on behind them as the massive gates swung open. The quickly made their way inside to grab their plates off the table, and turned to the buffet tables. They weren't there.
"Heeey!" Armadillomon chirped. "Where's the grub?"
Ultimanium had his feet propped up on the table. "The tables are over there. Sorry, guys, we have nutrient supplement this morning."
Everybody let out a collective "WHAAAT?!?", with random people sweatdropping, anime falling, or getting devil heads.
"I train hard for your purpose!" Vegeta scowled. "I at the very least expect a hearty meal!"
"Yeah!" Cloud piped.
Ultimanium shook his head. "Sorry, guys. I didn't check our food stores until this morning, and besides, I didn't think you guys would eat all what we had so fast. Me, Lord Raul and Magnus are going out to the fifth dimension this morning to order another shipment of groceries, so we'll be out for a while. I wouldn't expect us to be back before 10:00 PM."
Everybody sulked.
"I'll make it up to you guys. Country-style mac and cheese, tomorrow lunch?"
Everybody hopped back forward, all sporting mile-wide grins.
"Okay. Then it's settled. I'll be leaving in about an hour."
With that, the enitre group went to get their supplements, somewhat disgusted at the pasty substance.
"Conker?" Ultimanium asked. "Can I talk to you for a second?"
Conker turned around and sat down across from Ultimanium. "Yeah, sure."
Ultimanium righted his feet beneath the table. "Alright, Conker. I have to trust you for today. Can I?"
"Yeah, sure, what's the deal?"
"You heard we'll be going out. Me, Lord Raul or Magnus won't be on the ship, so the command of the Argetlahm falls to the next highest ranked person, which would be you."
After a long pause, Conker stopped grinning. "Okay, so what do I have to do?"
Ultimanium shrugged. "Oh, it's pretty simple. Serve the nutrient supplements at lunch and supper, make sure everyone gets along, and basically make sure the Argetlahm isn't destroyed by the time we get back."
Conker glanced nervously at the swarm of passengers in a brawl over the nutrient supplement. "..well... I guess..."
"Well then," Ultimanium stood up. "There's some things I need to show you so you can run the Argetlahm properly. Come with me."
********
Conker threw the joystick forward. The Argetlahm lurched slightly.
"Yes, Conker, that one controls the thrusters. Can we move on yet?"
Conker removed his hand from the joystick. "Oh, sorry. Then?"
Ultimanium folded his arms and stared off into space. "The defense turrets on the faces of the ship can be manned by the Chosen if needed. But the Argetlahm itself has a heavy defense shield surrounding it, so you should be alright."
Conker gazed down onto a computer panel off to the side. "What's that?"
"That is the security master control," Ultimanium explained. "There are various settings in the program to affect who gets where on the ship. For imaginable reasons, you need a logon to change the security settings. Username Conker, the password is starwars."
The panel hummed to life. Toggle switches lined the screen.
"Block off people if they get annoying. One thing.. ALWAYS remember to log off when you are done modifying the security settings. Normally people will not get up to the bridge, but if they do, and they see an open security switcher, havoc ensues."
"I know what you mean. Is that it?"
Ultimanium began to walk away. "That is all. We will see you tonight, Conker. Make sure nothing happens."
He phased off to the hangar. Several seconds later an engine could be heard humming, and the crackle of the dropship Sigma tearing into the fabric of reality.
Conker waited a couple of seconds, and leaped into the swivel chair at the control panel and propped his feet up on it. "Oh yeah!..." He turned and opened the security control panel once again and scanned down through the listings, skipping through the majority of them. "5000 seperate security listings... is this ship that huge?"
A listing at the bottom caught his eye.
"Reserve Battle Energy Stores - 500,000... Battle Energy? Is this like the automated defense or something?" He reached over and pressed down on the button on the screen with his finger, indenting it. The display closed. Conker sat in his chair and waited for a minute, but nothing happened.
"That was craptacular." Conker sighed. He began glancing through the other options on the panels in front of him.
********
TK stepped into the gym, coughing. He couldn't believe it! Nutrient supplement! A large amount of the sticky paste he had given to Patamon, and he was currently in the bathroom, feeding it back to the porcelain god. He only hoped Patamon wasn't too sick... besides, in a while everybody else would pass through the bathroom, at least once today. He began to make his way over to the library on the other side of the room, but the mysterious tank of green liquid caught his attention. The concrete resivoir sat in its normal position, except a small window had opened in the top of it.
TK spat on the ground ahead of him. There was no way he could get the taste of the flat nutrient mixture out of his mouth. The smell of green apples lightened things up a bit, though.
"Where's that coming from..."
He made his way over to the tank. He dipped a finger in the mixture and sucked on it.
"Green apple," TK laughed. "This must be a storage for a sport drink or something."
********
Conker looked back at the security panel.
"Reserve Battle Energy Stores - ....499,994? Funny. The energy must be leaking out somewhere on the ship. I'd better shut it down before Ultimanium figures it out." He reached over and flicked the switch off.
********
TK reached into the tank to grab another taste of the green energy drink. The open glass panel shot up and jammed his finger in place between the two panes of glass.
"YYYAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHH!!!!" TK screamed. He yanked the bruised finger out of the slot and sucked on it.
********
Goku stared ahead of him. The plate of raw nutrient sat half-finished in front of him.
Tai sipped from a glass of water. "Hey, Goku. Somethin' wrong?"
Goku turned his attention to Tai. "Takeru said he was going to the training centre to check out something, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, his power level just rose by 5... that's from 20 to 25 in a period of 2 minutes. I wonder what's going on down there."
Tai sweatdropped. "Someone's bound to find out."
The mess hall was empty save for Tai and Goku. Goku was half finished his mixture, while Tai hadn't even touched his yet.
********
"What's up, Kari?" Gatomon asked, confused. "Aren't we training?"
"Relax, Gatomon," Kari replied. "I just wanna see what this rec room is like, that's all."
Kari and Gatomon turned the corner at the end of the hall, to stare straight at a sliding door with a radioactive sticker emblazoned on it. Various stickers were latched all over the door, the Quake logo, an Explosive sign, among others. Stenciled writing underneath the door read REC ROOM. Kari, somewhat perplexed, tossed open the door and stared inside.
The room was fair sized, roughly twice as large as the Kamiyas' living room. Various entertainment centres caught Gatomon's empty gaze. Cloud and Squall sat against a pool table as Serge took a shot. Gohan, Kid, Karsh, Berri and Armadillomon were sitting on a large couch watching a big screen TV. On six arranged computers aside the pool table, Davis, Veemon, Agumon, Rodent, and Cody were all sitting at respective computers. Davis, Veemon, Rodent and Agumon were all mashing keys while Cody silently typed.
Serge sunk the 7-ball.
Gohan sat and attempted to ruminate the Jerry Springer Show. "Could someone explain this to me?"
Karsh turned from his seat. "If you intend being a man anytime soon, I suggest you think about it. People fall in love, person also falls in love, person cripples person."
Berri pointed. "Here it comes."
*BLEEP BLEEP Kraaaasshhhhh*
"He's going to feel that in the morning." Armadillomon laughed.
*SoccerGod ate Wargreymon's rocket*
*Wargreymon was gunned down by General*
*General was railed by ImperialDeath*
*SoccerGod was in the wrong place*
*SoccerGod was in the wrong place*
*SoccerGod was in the wrong place*
*SoccerGod was gunned down by General*
*SoccerGod was railed by ImperialDeath*
Veemon took his hands off the mouse and cracked his knuckles. "SoccerGod -56, ImperialDeath, 18."
Davis banged his head against the hardwood desk. "Veemon!! You're on my team!!"
"No, I'm not, I'm with Wargreymon."
"So let me get this straight, if I kill a team member, I lose a frag?"
Agumon poked his head over the monitor. "Yeah."
Davis glanced over to see Rodent glaring at him.
Davis sweatdropped. "... you guys play your Quake 3 then, I'll kick all your asses when we get to Starcraft."
*SoccerGod has left the game*
Veemon turned to the eastern wall of the room, which had been turned into one massive CD rack. At least 1000 computer games dotted the wall. "WHEN we get to Starcraft."
Davis threw his hands up in disgust and went to watch TV. Gatomon hopped up in his seat.
*MagnaGoddess has joined the game*
Cody looked over onto Agumon's screen. "Who would've thought."
Agumon turned over to Cody. "Don't worry, it's always the people with the best names that suck."
So Gatomon went forward and kicked everybody's asses with a final score of MagnaGoddess 426, Wargreymon 34, ImperialDeath 24, and General 8. After a hefty sweatdrop, the remaining players in the game left in haste.
Gatomon hopped off the swivel chair, grinning. "Kari? You can surf now. No one's hogging bandwidth any longer."
Kari climbed onto the seat next to Gatomon. She noticed a small sticky note pasted on the top left of the monitor.
USERS OF COMPUTERS
Given the Argetlahm is in a anti-dimensional barrier and therefore containing a small piece of fourth dimensional reality, any actions performed on the computers will behave as they would in the fourth dimension. So, before anyone asks, internet, e-mail and other internet applications would work as they normally would in the fourth dimension. Thank you.
Kari removed the sheet and pasted it on the side of her monitor, and proceeded to check her e-mail.
********
Conker rocked back and forth on the swivel chair. "Damn it! This is so boring! Maybe I'll just head on down to the rec room and check that place out... " He hopped out of the chair and made his way down the connector path to the turbolift at the far end of the hall, and headed for the rec room floor.
And, as you might imagine, forgot to log off.
********
Davis stumbled down the hall in a confused stupor. Ohhh... your victory is short lived. When we get to Starcraft... I'll... forget it. I need to go to the bathroom, bad.
Davis stepped into the second turbolift next to the other one and it took off to the bridge, where the nearest bathroom was. The other turbolift came down with a thud and Conker stepped out, making his way down the hall.
********
Davis hit the top floor, stepping out of the elevator and into the empty alley-like hallway that led down to the bridge. His vision quickly strafed the area in front of him. A door with the Man symbol on it was his target. As he strutted over to the door, it shoved open and a somewhat dazed Patamon hovered out, occaisionally losing his orienting and gliding to the side, and committing accidental loops.
Patamon looked straight ahead to Davis. "oooh.... Davis?... I wouldn't suggest going in there..."
Davis sighed as the exhausted Patamon tossed himself inside the turbolift and headed down to his bunk. Maybe there was another bathroom ahead. He continued on down the hall until he entered the huge command center where he had been teleported in. His eyes locked onto the strangely empty office chair on the heightened platform where Ultimanium normally sat.
He grinned to himself. "I don't think Ultimanium would mind..." Davis ran up and threw himself into the chair, spinning it around. "..If I was king of the world for 5 minutes, at least.. hey... what's this...?"
Davis squinted at the monitor ahead of him.
"Master security control.... hmm... what's it doing open? Ultimanium would never do something like this..."
Davis turned deep red and grimaced. "...but he's going to regret having done so!"
He clicked down the list until a certain selection caught his eye.
"PRD - Panty Raid Defense. Nullifies opposite sex from entering each others' bunks. Effective after 2200 hours, to 0500 hours."
Davis' grin nearly stretched off his face. He flicked the switch to the off position.
********
*ImperialDeath ate General's grenade*
Veemon sighed. "Aw, forget it. This is starting to get boring."
*Imperial Death has left the game*
Veemon hopped off his chair and walked around the large table the computers were situated. Kari was in a chat with a friend. Veemon sat and stared at her message posts, Kari oblivious to him.
**Kari, this entire thing you're telling me about sounds pretty funny. You should keep a log for me to look at after.**
**Already am. I have my diary here, I'm writing in that.**
**Huh? Kari, are you sure you should have your diary in a public place like that? What if the guys get a hold on it?**
**Don't worry, the ship has a killer security system. Veemon already got electrocuted.**
**Veemon?**
**I'll tell you about it sometime.**
**Me too.**
**Who are you?**
**I'm a friend of Kari's. You can call me Gatomon. Veemon is a coworker of mine.**
**Really?**
**Yeah, he isn't really all that bad, he's just annoying. I used to like him, ... but, you get the picture. Damn annoying. I have some steamy entries involving him in MY diary, but you're not going to see me looking back at those if I can help it.**
Veemon's eyes lit up. "S-steamy entries? Starring me?! There's gotta be a way I can get to her diary! Some way! I gotta talk to Davis right away!"
********
Davis sat on the bridge of the Argetlahm, flicking random switches. The female bunks could wait, he was going to see what this baby could do.
"Hey, Davis," Karsh said, walking up. "What's going on? Where's Ultimanium?"
"Beats me. But check this out.. he left the security controls open!"
Karsh leaned down and examined the settings ahead of him. "Hey, Davis... do you know where the controls for the training centre are?"
Davis reached over and pressed a button. On the security monitor ahead of him, Vegeta could be seen in the gym, doing backflips, punching, kicking, you know, that DBZ stuff.
Karsh shook his head. "Ass. Thinks he's better than any of us. I wanna just go down there and beat him down myself. Hey.. what's that..." Karsh pointed down into the corner of the screen, where a small white 1G was displayed.
Davis shrugged. "Beats me."
Karsh rubbed his chin. "Probably some kind of danger setting." He grinned to himself. "Let's see how much he can handle." Karsh reached over and raised the throttle next to the monitor. The display changed to 50G. Vegeta kept on going.
"That sucked," Davis sighed. "Jack it up a bit."
Karsh slowly raised the throttle. 120G. Vegeta kept on going, if a bit slower than normal.
Davis swung around his swivel chair. "Some danger setting. We probably gotta jack it up to max before it has any effect."
Karsh lifted an eyebrow. "Whatever." He tossed the throttle as high as it would go. 800G. The camera turned to static.
Davis sweatdropped. "Uh..."
********
Vegeta bashed down the training room door, panting. His hair drooped down in front of him, his arms were about an inch lower on his shoulders, and he was about a foot shorter. He tossed the tattered security camera to the ground in front of him which he had scooped off the floor, clearly destroyed by gravity itself.
"What in blazes is going on here?!" He bellowed.
Veemon walked by, whistling.
"You! Lizard man! What is going on with the training room?"
Veemon stopped and backed up. "What do you mean?"
"Someone has modified the gravity settings!"
Veemon hopped up and down. "Wooo! Gravity!! You mean the room is low gravity? Sweeeet!"
Before Vegeta could stop him, Veemon bounded into the chamber. Vegeta sat at the door and watched, wincing. "Poor fellow."
An inch-tall plate-like Veemon waddled out of the training room. He attempted to say something but was muffled. Vegeta picked up the flattened Veemon and stretched him back to his normal size and placed him down again. Veemon crossed his eyes in a daze and stumbled into a wall. He looked up at Vegeta. "Don't go in there man, it's a doozy!"
"That is what you receive for interrupting my training." Vegeta scowled. "I'm going to talk to Ultimanium and see what is going on with the gravity settings on the training room. Do you wish to come?"
"Yeah, I was thinking Davis was up there, with the bathrooms up on the bridge and all."
********
Conker stepped into the rec room and looked around at the distractions around him. He walked over and attempted to join in on Serge's pool game. "Hey, guys!"
"Hey, Conker. Could you possibly talk to Ultimanium about us getting a new 8-ball? Clod here tried using his thief sword as a cue and severed it."
Cloud shrugged. "You can't tell me you would've resisted it."
Conker sighed. "Well, we aren't playing pool for a while, then. Ultimanium's out right now, and I'm in charge."
Squall set up a shot. "Oh, yeah. Groceries, right?"
"Well, that's the end of that," Serge muttered to himself. "Who's watching the bridge?"
Conker just kind of sat in a daze. "Well... nobody. Except the security system I locked up... or I think I did..."
Cloud caught Squall's launched 3-ball. "It's not like I would go up there and change the settings anways. We don't want to get in trouble from Ultimanium. He would kick our asses if he found out."
********
"Ultimanium was a fag to leave everything open!" Davis laughed. "Hey, watch this..." He threw a switch at the far end of the control panel. The lights in the entire ship pulsed.
********
Conker shook his head in disgust. "God no, God no, God no..."
********
Vegeta strutted onto the bridge, followed by Veemon.
"Ultimanium!!" Vegeta yelled. "What did you do to the training room?!... Ultimanium?"
"Davis!" Veemon shouted. "What are you doing up here?"
Davis' chair turned around slowly, revealing him with a pinky by his lips. "Bow down before me."
Vegeta grit his teeth and glared at Davis menacingly. "So it was YOU who changed the training centre settings!!"
Karsh stepped forward. "No, we were up here trying to fix it. Something was screwed up with the room. We tried to get a message through the intercom to you, but we couldn't in time."
Vegeta glanced around the bridge. Everybody just stared at him.
"Don't let it happen again." Vegeta grumbled. He turned on his heel and walked quickly to the turbolift.
Karsh turned to Davis and grinned. "Problem solved." Him and Davis laughed, exchanging a high five.
Veemon stepped up. "Davis? I need to ask a favor of you. I heard from the rec room that... well..." He bowed his head down and twiddled his thumbs.
Karsh looked over to Davis. "What's with him?"
Davis shook his head. "Girl problems."
Veemon looked up, in a deep blush. "Gatomon has a diary in her bunk. I need you help me find a way down there."
Davis smiled and looked down at the panel. "Way ahead of you. I have the Panty Raid Defense shut down, so we can go down there at any time now."
Veemon brightened. "You mean it?"
"Sure. I'm going to head down there and steal some stuff of Kari's. Hey, Karsh, you comin'?"
"Nah. I think Conker would like a closer look at Berri's bunk though. I'll go talk to him."
"DAMN IT, GUYS!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?" Conker screamed.
Everybody looked over to the disillusioned Conker. He ran up to the bridge platform. "What did you guys do?! If Ultimanium finds out any of the settings were changed, he'll kill me!!"
"Just one." Veemon said dryly.
Conker shook his head. "You didn't."
Everybody nodded.
"I was going to do that one anyways. Don't scare me like that." Conker breathed. "I brought Tai with me too, he wanted to do some snooping through Kid's bunk."
Tai stepped beside Conker, still holding a full plate of the nutrient supplement. "Someone wanna hold onto this for me?"
Davis smirked. "If Sora knew what you were doing..."
"That's why she won't."
Conker slapped Tai on the back. "Good man. How about we have ourselves a panty raid?"
Everybody cheered and made their way over to the turbolift.
********
The second turbolift whirred and clanked to a stop. A somewhat recovered Patamon hovered out, into the deep red-emblazoned hall. "Hey, Gato? You here?" he shouted. No response. "No barrier. Maybe all that stuff about the shielding was made up."
He attempted to push forward through the barrier and got the shock treatment. He sailed back into the turbolift plating and slid to the ground with a long squeak.
As he regained consciousness, he could see the turbolift opposite from his open. Conker, Davis, Veemon, and Tai all stepped out. They all walked over to the theoretical barrier and stopped.
Conker looked around the group. "Who wants to go first?"
Patamon shook his thoughts from his head and looked up at the blue-sweatered squirrel. "Conker, there's no getting through there. The barrier really is there."
Veemon punched Patamon on the shoulder. "We have our solutions."
Conker rubbed his chin. "Well, Patamon must have got the remaining charge from the barrier. It should be safe to go through now."
Veemon brought a fist down on his chest. "I'll go. Just conquering this shield is motive enough for me."
So he strutted through... or in this case... into the barrier, and the infamous surge of energy scorched him again, sending a pitch-black Veemon flying at Patamon. Patamon attempted to brace the heavy Veemon but got squished.
"This is not fair." Veemon whimpered. He brushed some ashes off him.
Conker sweatdropped. "NOW the charge is gone. Who's next?"
Tai stepped forward and felt the power. He was sent flying, and sprawled himself across the metal floor. "Ow." Tai choked.
Conker smiled uneasily. "There. NOW, FOR SURE, the charge is gone. I'll try." He stepped clear through the portal. Everybody followed. Tai and Conker dived into the room on the right, while Davis, Veemon and Patamon took the left.
Veemon and Patamon sat on the red-sheeted bunk. Veemon looked up, holding the diary. "Would you do the honors?"
A Boom Bubble slammed into the surface of the book, sending Veemon back slightly. Veemon took the tattered lock off the book and tossed it to the side. He dampened a finger with his tongue and started flipping through the pages.
"I can't believe it!" Patamon laughed. "This dates all the way back to when Kari joined the Digidestined! Alright.. two months into the adventure, Gatomon comments on Angemon's studliness. Read it and weep."
Veemon stared at Patamon. "A cat and a..."
Patamon frowned. "Don't say it."
"..batpig..." Another Boom Bubble nailed Veemon in the face, sending him off the bed along with the diary. He quickly sat back up. "...getting it on is just disturbing. At least a lizard screwing her is anotomically possible."
"Reeeeead." Patamon droned. "Angemon. Aaaaannngeeeemon."
Veemon groaned. "You're going to flatten her. I win, I weigh the same amount as her as is."
"Exveemon would crush her and the bed."
"Lisssssten." Veemon whined. "Veemon. Veeeeeeeemon."
Davis turned around in the computer chair, with a pair of panties on his head. "Stop it, guys. We're here to demolish, not to fight. Say, do any of you know what Kari's password for Hotmail would be?"
"Beats me," Veemon sighed. He skipped 50-some pages in the diary. "Oooooh! OOOOH!! Check it out... 'Exveemon certainly shows off his muscles better than Angemon. All that angelic drapery is hiding all the good parts on him..."
Tai walked in, a bra strapped on the back of his head. "You guys got what you wanted? We'd better get out of here if we want to live through tonight."
Conker walked in. "Damn it, Berri's got all her stuff locked up in her drawers. I can't get to it. You guys got what you wanted? I'm going to throw the barrier back up in a couple of minutes."
Veemon tucked the diary under his shoulder. "Did I! C'mon, let's blow this popsicle stand!"
So everybody left. The barrier crackled to life behind them.
********
Goku walked down the hall, hands in his pockets, whistling. After taking time to finish his supplement, he could use a warm up. He rounded the corner and saw the training room open. Vegeta sat, leaned against the wall, arms folded.
"Hey, Vegeta! What's up? Why aren't you training?"
"None of your business." Vegeta mumbled.
"Well, if you aren't using the place, do you mind if I go in there for a while?"
Vegeta's eyes turned. "I wouldn't if I were you."
"Why?" Goku continued on into the gym. After a lengthly scream, Vegeta smiled to himself.
Goku flung himself out of the chamber. "WAAAHHHHH!!!! MY HAIR!!! IT'S... DROOPING!!!!! YAAAAUUUUGGGGHHHHHH!!!!" He turned and shot down the hall, screaming all the way.
********
Conker tapped a button. "There, all factory default settings. Everything should be back to normal. And this time, I'm logging off."
Everybody groaned.
The computer hummed to life again. "Incoming transmission. Priority 5."
Conker sat down in his chair. "On the main screen."
The image of Ultimanium lit up. "Conker."
Conker grinned. "Hey, Ulty."
"I see nothing's wrong there. I will be docking in 5 minutes. I have the groceries, so we shouldn't be going hungry for another couple of months, if we take that long. Also, I picked up a couple of passengers. You might know them."
"Now, these computers in the rec room have what connection?" A voice asked in the background.
Ultimanium turned his back to the camera. "T3."
"Great. Thank you."
"Quit worrying about the computers and say hi to your friends." Another familiar voice said.
Davis snapped his fingers. "This is familiar... who is that..."
Tai looked up and grinned. "...Izzy!!"
The camera panned over to a crate off in the corner of the cockpit. Izumi was seated on the crate, pineapple laptop hanging from a strap on his shoulder. Tentomon hovered behind him.
"Izumi will be joining us for a bit," Ultimanium continued. "I called him over to help reformat the hard drives of the computers in the rec room, but he can stay if he wishes. Also on the trip..."
The camera panned again.
Duo sat up. "Damn it! Ultimanium, you were supposed to give us a dramatic entrance too!"
"Hey, guys." Heero mumbled.
Veemon turned away from the monitor and stared off into space. "The Gundam guys are here too? Sweet!"
Ultimanium turned the camera back to him. "These people will be staying aboard the Argetlahm for the time being. Show them some respect. I am docking as I speak."
Conker logged off. "If anyone asks, nothing happened."
Everybody nodded, and took off for the hangar.
It had been a strange day aboard the Argetlahm, and Davis and his group wanted the madness to continue. But, as we all know, be careful what you wish for, you might just get it...
Day 3, 5:48 AM
A hungry Goku kept watch of the mess hall double doors. They had to open. Soon. Goku was going to go into a fit and Kamehameha the ship into giblets if he didn't get breakfast soon.
Squall walked over to Goku, still streching from his long slumber. "What's for breakfast?"
Goku shrugged. "Beats me. Ultimanium hasn't displayed the special yet."
Both Goku and Squall glanced at a small chalkboard to the right and above the double doors. Written at the top of it, in bold chalk lettering, was SPECIAL. The space underneath it was empty.
Agumon walked up. "Morning, guys. Hey, what's the special?"
"Hell if we know." Squall sighed.
Agumon grinned. "Ooooh! I loooove surprises!"
Goku looked up. "Yeah, that's it. We're probably getting a really fancy breakfast today! Damn, man.. hurry up and open the door!"
The remainder of the crew marched up on behind them as the massive gates swung open. The quickly made their way inside to grab their plates off the table, and turned to the buffet tables. They weren't there.
"Heeey!" Armadillomon chirped. "Where's the grub?"
Ultimanium had his feet propped up on the table. "The tables are over there. Sorry, guys, we have nutrient supplement this morning."
Everybody let out a collective "WHAAAT?!?", with random people sweatdropping, anime falling, or getting devil heads.
"I train hard for your purpose!" Vegeta scowled. "I at the very least expect a hearty meal!"
"Yeah!" Cloud piped.
Ultimanium shook his head. "Sorry, guys. I didn't check our food stores until this morning, and besides, I didn't think you guys would eat all what we had so fast. Me, Lord Raul and Magnus are going out to the fifth dimension this morning to order another shipment of groceries, so we'll be out for a while. I wouldn't expect us to be back before 10:00 PM."
Everybody sulked.
"I'll make it up to you guys. Country-style mac and cheese, tomorrow lunch?"
Everybody hopped back forward, all sporting mile-wide grins.
"Okay. Then it's settled. I'll be leaving in about an hour."
With that, the enitre group went to get their supplements, somewhat disgusted at the pasty substance.
"Conker?" Ultimanium asked. "Can I talk to you for a second?"
Conker turned around and sat down across from Ultimanium. "Yeah, sure."
Ultimanium righted his feet beneath the table. "Alright, Conker. I have to trust you for today. Can I?"
"Yeah, sure, what's the deal?"
"You heard we'll be going out. Me, Lord Raul or Magnus won't be on the ship, so the command of the Argetlahm falls to the next highest ranked person, which would be you."
After a long pause, Conker stopped grinning. "Okay, so what do I have to do?"
Ultimanium shrugged. "Oh, it's pretty simple. Serve the nutrient supplements at lunch and supper, make sure everyone gets along, and basically make sure the Argetlahm isn't destroyed by the time we get back."
Conker glanced nervously at the swarm of passengers in a brawl over the nutrient supplement. "..well... I guess..."
"Well then," Ultimanium stood up. "There's some things I need to show you so you can run the Argetlahm properly. Come with me."
********
Conker threw the joystick forward. The Argetlahm lurched slightly.
"Yes, Conker, that one controls the thrusters. Can we move on yet?"
Conker removed his hand from the joystick. "Oh, sorry. Then?"
Ultimanium folded his arms and stared off into space. "The defense turrets on the faces of the ship can be manned by the Chosen if needed. But the Argetlahm itself has a heavy defense shield surrounding it, so you should be alright."
Conker gazed down onto a computer panel off to the side. "What's that?"
"That is the security master control," Ultimanium explained. "There are various settings in the program to affect who gets where on the ship. For imaginable reasons, you need a logon to change the security settings. Username Conker, the password is starwars."
The panel hummed to life. Toggle switches lined the screen.
"Block off people if they get annoying. One thing.. ALWAYS remember to log off when you are done modifying the security settings. Normally people will not get up to the bridge, but if they do, and they see an open security switcher, havoc ensues."
"I know what you mean. Is that it?"
Ultimanium began to walk away. "That is all. We will see you tonight, Conker. Make sure nothing happens."
He phased off to the hangar. Several seconds later an engine could be heard humming, and the crackle of the dropship Sigma tearing into the fabric of reality.
Conker waited a couple of seconds, and leaped into the swivel chair at the control panel and propped his feet up on it. "Oh yeah!..." He turned and opened the security control panel once again and scanned down through the listings, skipping through the majority of them. "5000 seperate security listings... is this ship that huge?"
A listing at the bottom caught his eye.
"Reserve Battle Energy Stores - 500,000... Battle Energy? Is this like the automated defense or something?" He reached over and pressed down on the button on the screen with his finger, indenting it. The display closed. Conker sat in his chair and waited for a minute, but nothing happened.
"That was craptacular." Conker sighed. He began glancing through the other options on the panels in front of him.
********
TK stepped into the gym, coughing. He couldn't believe it! Nutrient supplement! A large amount of the sticky paste he had given to Patamon, and he was currently in the bathroom, feeding it back to the porcelain god. He only hoped Patamon wasn't too sick... besides, in a while everybody else would pass through the bathroom, at least once today. He began to make his way over to the library on the other side of the room, but the mysterious tank of green liquid caught his attention. The concrete resivoir sat in its normal position, except a small window had opened in the top of it.
TK spat on the ground ahead of him. There was no way he could get the taste of the flat nutrient mixture out of his mouth. The smell of green apples lightened things up a bit, though.
"Where's that coming from..."
He made his way over to the tank. He dipped a finger in the mixture and sucked on it.
"Green apple," TK laughed. "This must be a storage for a sport drink or something."
********
Conker looked back at the security panel.
"Reserve Battle Energy Stores - ....499,994? Funny. The energy must be leaking out somewhere on the ship. I'd better shut it down before Ultimanium figures it out." He reached over and flicked the switch off.
********
TK reached into the tank to grab another taste of the green energy drink. The open glass panel shot up and jammed his finger in place between the two panes of glass.
"YYYAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHH!!!!" TK screamed. He yanked the bruised finger out of the slot and sucked on it.
********
Goku stared ahead of him. The plate of raw nutrient sat half-finished in front of him.
Tai sipped from a glass of water. "Hey, Goku. Somethin' wrong?"
Goku turned his attention to Tai. "Takeru said he was going to the training centre to check out something, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, his power level just rose by 5... that's from 20 to 25 in a period of 2 minutes. I wonder what's going on down there."
Tai sweatdropped. "Someone's bound to find out."
The mess hall was empty save for Tai and Goku. Goku was half finished his mixture, while Tai hadn't even touched his yet.
********
"What's up, Kari?" Gatomon asked, confused. "Aren't we training?"
"Relax, Gatomon," Kari replied. "I just wanna see what this rec room is like, that's all."
Kari and Gatomon turned the corner at the end of the hall, to stare straight at a sliding door with a radioactive sticker emblazoned on it. Various stickers were latched all over the door, the Quake logo, an Explosive sign, among others. Stenciled writing underneath the door read REC ROOM. Kari, somewhat perplexed, tossed open the door and stared inside.
The room was fair sized, roughly twice as large as the Kamiyas' living room. Various entertainment centres caught Gatomon's empty gaze. Cloud and Squall sat against a pool table as Serge took a shot. Gohan, Kid, Karsh, Berri and Armadillomon were sitting on a large couch watching a big screen TV. On six arranged computers aside the pool table, Davis, Veemon, Agumon, Rodent, and Cody were all sitting at respective computers. Davis, Veemon, Rodent and Agumon were all mashing keys while Cody silently typed.
Serge sunk the 7-ball.
Gohan sat and attempted to ruminate the Jerry Springer Show. "Could someone explain this to me?"
Karsh turned from his seat. "If you intend being a man anytime soon, I suggest you think about it. People fall in love, person also falls in love, person cripples person."
Berri pointed. "Here it comes."
*BLEEP BLEEP Kraaaasshhhhh*
"He's going to feel that in the morning." Armadillomon laughed.
*SoccerGod ate Wargreymon's rocket*
*Wargreymon was gunned down by General*
*General was railed by ImperialDeath*
*SoccerGod was in the wrong place*
*SoccerGod was in the wrong place*
*SoccerGod was in the wrong place*
*SoccerGod was gunned down by General*
*SoccerGod was railed by ImperialDeath*
Veemon took his hands off the mouse and cracked his knuckles. "SoccerGod -56, ImperialDeath, 18."
Davis banged his head against the hardwood desk. "Veemon!! You're on my team!!"
"No, I'm not, I'm with Wargreymon."
"So let me get this straight, if I kill a team member, I lose a frag?"
Agumon poked his head over the monitor. "Yeah."
Davis glanced over to see Rodent glaring at him.
Davis sweatdropped. "... you guys play your Quake 3 then, I'll kick all your asses when we get to Starcraft."
*SoccerGod has left the game*
Veemon turned to the eastern wall of the room, which had been turned into one massive CD rack. At least 1000 computer games dotted the wall. "WHEN we get to Starcraft."
Davis threw his hands up in disgust and went to watch TV. Gatomon hopped up in his seat.
*MagnaGoddess has joined the game*
Cody looked over onto Agumon's screen. "Who would've thought."
Agumon turned over to Cody. "Don't worry, it's always the people with the best names that suck."
So Gatomon went forward and kicked everybody's asses with a final score of MagnaGoddess 426, Wargreymon 34, ImperialDeath 24, and General 8. After a hefty sweatdrop, the remaining players in the game left in haste.
Gatomon hopped off the swivel chair, grinning. "Kari? You can surf now. No one's hogging bandwidth any longer."
Kari climbed onto the seat next to Gatomon. She noticed a small sticky note pasted on the top left of the monitor.
USERS OF COMPUTERS
Given the Argetlahm is in a anti-dimensional barrier and therefore containing a small piece of fourth dimensional reality, any actions performed on the computers will behave as they would in the fourth dimension. So, before anyone asks, internet, e-mail and other internet applications would work as they normally would in the fourth dimension. Thank you.
Kari removed the sheet and pasted it on the side of her monitor, and proceeded to check her e-mail.
********
Conker rocked back and forth on the swivel chair. "Damn it! This is so boring! Maybe I'll just head on down to the rec room and check that place out... " He hopped out of the chair and made his way down the connector path to the turbolift at the far end of the hall, and headed for the rec room floor.
And, as you might imagine, forgot to log off.
********
Davis stumbled down the hall in a confused stupor. Ohhh... your victory is short lived. When we get to Starcraft... I'll... forget it. I need to go to the bathroom, bad.
Davis stepped into the second turbolift next to the other one and it took off to the bridge, where the nearest bathroom was. The other turbolift came down with a thud and Conker stepped out, making his way down the hall.
********
Davis hit the top floor, stepping out of the elevator and into the empty alley-like hallway that led down to the bridge. His vision quickly strafed the area in front of him. A door with the Man symbol on it was his target. As he strutted over to the door, it shoved open and a somewhat dazed Patamon hovered out, occaisionally losing his orienting and gliding to the side, and committing accidental loops.
Patamon looked straight ahead to Davis. "oooh.... Davis?... I wouldn't suggest going in there..."
Davis sighed as the exhausted Patamon tossed himself inside the turbolift and headed down to his bunk. Maybe there was another bathroom ahead. He continued on down the hall until he entered the huge command center where he had been teleported in. His eyes locked onto the strangely empty office chair on the heightened platform where Ultimanium normally sat.
He grinned to himself. "I don't think Ultimanium would mind..." Davis ran up and threw himself into the chair, spinning it around. "..If I was king of the world for 5 minutes, at least.. hey... what's this...?"
Davis squinted at the monitor ahead of him.
"Master security control.... hmm... what's it doing open? Ultimanium would never do something like this..."
Davis turned deep red and grimaced. "...but he's going to regret having done so!"
He clicked down the list until a certain selection caught his eye.
"PRD - Panty Raid Defense. Nullifies opposite sex from entering each others' bunks. Effective after 2200 hours, to 0500 hours."
Davis' grin nearly stretched off his face. He flicked the switch to the off position.
********
*ImperialDeath ate General's grenade*
Veemon sighed. "Aw, forget it. This is starting to get boring."
*Imperial Death has left the game*
Veemon hopped off his chair and walked around the large table the computers were situated. Kari was in a chat with a friend. Veemon sat and stared at her message posts, Kari oblivious to him.
**Kari, this entire thing you're telling me about sounds pretty funny. You should keep a log for me to look at after.**
**Already am. I have my diary here, I'm writing in that.**
**Huh? Kari, are you sure you should have your diary in a public place like that? What if the guys get a hold on it?**
**Don't worry, the ship has a killer security system. Veemon already got electrocuted.**
**Veemon?**
**I'll tell you about it sometime.**
**Me too.**
**Who are you?**
**I'm a friend of Kari's. You can call me Gatomon. Veemon is a coworker of mine.**
**Really?**
**Yeah, he isn't really all that bad, he's just annoying. I used to like him, ... but, you get the picture. Damn annoying. I have some steamy entries involving him in MY diary, but you're not going to see me looking back at those if I can help it.**
Veemon's eyes lit up. "S-steamy entries? Starring me?! There's gotta be a way I can get to her diary! Some way! I gotta talk to Davis right away!"
********
Davis sat on the bridge of the Argetlahm, flicking random switches. The female bunks could wait, he was going to see what this baby could do.
"Hey, Davis," Karsh said, walking up. "What's going on? Where's Ultimanium?"
"Beats me. But check this out.. he left the security controls open!"
Karsh leaned down and examined the settings ahead of him. "Hey, Davis... do you know where the controls for the training centre are?"
Davis reached over and pressed a button. On the security monitor ahead of him, Vegeta could be seen in the gym, doing backflips, punching, kicking, you know, that DBZ stuff.
Karsh shook his head. "Ass. Thinks he's better than any of us. I wanna just go down there and beat him down myself. Hey.. what's that..." Karsh pointed down into the corner of the screen, where a small white 1G was displayed.
Davis shrugged. "Beats me."
Karsh rubbed his chin. "Probably some kind of danger setting." He grinned to himself. "Let's see how much he can handle." Karsh reached over and raised the throttle next to the monitor. The display changed to 50G. Vegeta kept on going.
"That sucked," Davis sighed. "Jack it up a bit."
Karsh slowly raised the throttle. 120G. Vegeta kept on going, if a bit slower than normal.
Davis swung around his swivel chair. "Some danger setting. We probably gotta jack it up to max before it has any effect."
Karsh lifted an eyebrow. "Whatever." He tossed the throttle as high as it would go. 800G. The camera turned to static.
Davis sweatdropped. "Uh..."
********
Vegeta bashed down the training room door, panting. His hair drooped down in front of him, his arms were about an inch lower on his shoulders, and he was about a foot shorter. He tossed the tattered security camera to the ground in front of him which he had scooped off the floor, clearly destroyed by gravity itself.
"What in blazes is going on here?!" He bellowed.
Veemon walked by, whistling.
"You! Lizard man! What is going on with the training room?"
Veemon stopped and backed up. "What do you mean?"
"Someone has modified the gravity settings!"
Veemon hopped up and down. "Wooo! Gravity!! You mean the room is low gravity? Sweeeet!"
Before Vegeta could stop him, Veemon bounded into the chamber. Vegeta sat at the door and watched, wincing. "Poor fellow."
An inch-tall plate-like Veemon waddled out of the training room. He attempted to say something but was muffled. Vegeta picked up the flattened Veemon and stretched him back to his normal size and placed him down again. Veemon crossed his eyes in a daze and stumbled into a wall. He looked up at Vegeta. "Don't go in there man, it's a doozy!"
"That is what you receive for interrupting my training." Vegeta scowled. "I'm going to talk to Ultimanium and see what is going on with the gravity settings on the training room. Do you wish to come?"
"Yeah, I was thinking Davis was up there, with the bathrooms up on the bridge and all."
********
Conker stepped into the rec room and looked around at the distractions around him. He walked over and attempted to join in on Serge's pool game. "Hey, guys!"
"Hey, Conker. Could you possibly talk to Ultimanium about us getting a new 8-ball? Clod here tried using his thief sword as a cue and severed it."
Cloud shrugged. "You can't tell me you would've resisted it."
Conker sighed. "Well, we aren't playing pool for a while, then. Ultimanium's out right now, and I'm in charge."
Squall set up a shot. "Oh, yeah. Groceries, right?"
"Well, that's the end of that," Serge muttered to himself. "Who's watching the bridge?"
Conker just kind of sat in a daze. "Well... nobody. Except the security system I locked up... or I think I did..."
Cloud caught Squall's launched 3-ball. "It's not like I would go up there and change the settings anways. We don't want to get in trouble from Ultimanium. He would kick our asses if he found out."
********
"Ultimanium was a fag to leave everything open!" Davis laughed. "Hey, watch this..." He threw a switch at the far end of the control panel. The lights in the entire ship pulsed.
********
Conker shook his head in disgust. "God no, God no, God no..."
********
Vegeta strutted onto the bridge, followed by Veemon.
"Ultimanium!!" Vegeta yelled. "What did you do to the training room?!... Ultimanium?"
"Davis!" Veemon shouted. "What are you doing up here?"
Davis' chair turned around slowly, revealing him with a pinky by his lips. "Bow down before me."
Vegeta grit his teeth and glared at Davis menacingly. "So it was YOU who changed the training centre settings!!"
Karsh stepped forward. "No, we were up here trying to fix it. Something was screwed up with the room. We tried to get a message through the intercom to you, but we couldn't in time."
Vegeta glanced around the bridge. Everybody just stared at him.
"Don't let it happen again." Vegeta grumbled. He turned on his heel and walked quickly to the turbolift.
Karsh turned to Davis and grinned. "Problem solved." Him and Davis laughed, exchanging a high five.
Veemon stepped up. "Davis? I need to ask a favor of you. I heard from the rec room that... well..." He bowed his head down and twiddled his thumbs.
Karsh looked over to Davis. "What's with him?"
Davis shook his head. "Girl problems."
Veemon looked up, in a deep blush. "Gatomon has a diary in her bunk. I need you help me find a way down there."
Davis smiled and looked down at the panel. "Way ahead of you. I have the Panty Raid Defense shut down, so we can go down there at any time now."
Veemon brightened. "You mean it?"
"Sure. I'm going to head down there and steal some stuff of Kari's. Hey, Karsh, you comin'?"
"Nah. I think Conker would like a closer look at Berri's bunk though. I'll go talk to him."
"DAMN IT, GUYS!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?" Conker screamed.
Everybody looked over to the disillusioned Conker. He ran up to the bridge platform. "What did you guys do?! If Ultimanium finds out any of the settings were changed, he'll kill me!!"
"Just one." Veemon said dryly.
Conker shook his head. "You didn't."
Everybody nodded.
"I was going to do that one anyways. Don't scare me like that." Conker breathed. "I brought Tai with me too, he wanted to do some snooping through Kid's bunk."
Tai stepped beside Conker, still holding a full plate of the nutrient supplement. "Someone wanna hold onto this for me?"
Davis smirked. "If Sora knew what you were doing..."
"That's why she won't."
Conker slapped Tai on the back. "Good man. How about we have ourselves a panty raid?"
Everybody cheered and made their way over to the turbolift.
********
The second turbolift whirred and clanked to a stop. A somewhat recovered Patamon hovered out, into the deep red-emblazoned hall. "Hey, Gato? You here?" he shouted. No response. "No barrier. Maybe all that stuff about the shielding was made up."
He attempted to push forward through the barrier and got the shock treatment. He sailed back into the turbolift plating and slid to the ground with a long squeak.
As he regained consciousness, he could see the turbolift opposite from his open. Conker, Davis, Veemon, and Tai all stepped out. They all walked over to the theoretical barrier and stopped.
Conker looked around the group. "Who wants to go first?"
Patamon shook his thoughts from his head and looked up at the blue-sweatered squirrel. "Conker, there's no getting through there. The barrier really is there."
Veemon punched Patamon on the shoulder. "We have our solutions."
Conker rubbed his chin. "Well, Patamon must have got the remaining charge from the barrier. It should be safe to go through now."
Veemon brought a fist down on his chest. "I'll go. Just conquering this shield is motive enough for me."
So he strutted through... or in this case... into the barrier, and the infamous surge of energy scorched him again, sending a pitch-black Veemon flying at Patamon. Patamon attempted to brace the heavy Veemon but got squished.
"This is not fair." Veemon whimpered. He brushed some ashes off him.
Conker sweatdropped. "NOW the charge is gone. Who's next?"
Tai stepped forward and felt the power. He was sent flying, and sprawled himself across the metal floor. "Ow." Tai choked.
Conker smiled uneasily. "There. NOW, FOR SURE, the charge is gone. I'll try." He stepped clear through the portal. Everybody followed. Tai and Conker dived into the room on the right, while Davis, Veemon and Patamon took the left.
Veemon and Patamon sat on the red-sheeted bunk. Veemon looked up, holding the diary. "Would you do the honors?"
A Boom Bubble slammed into the surface of the book, sending Veemon back slightly. Veemon took the tattered lock off the book and tossed it to the side. He dampened a finger with his tongue and started flipping through the pages.
"I can't believe it!" Patamon laughed. "This dates all the way back to when Kari joined the Digidestined! Alright.. two months into the adventure, Gatomon comments on Angemon's studliness. Read it and weep."
Veemon stared at Patamon. "A cat and a..."
Patamon frowned. "Don't say it."
"..batpig..." Another Boom Bubble nailed Veemon in the face, sending him off the bed along with the diary. He quickly sat back up. "...getting it on is just disturbing. At least a lizard screwing her is anotomically possible."
"Reeeeead." Patamon droned. "Angemon. Aaaaannngeeeemon."
Veemon groaned. "You're going to flatten her. I win, I weigh the same amount as her as is."
"Exveemon would crush her and the bed."
"Lisssssten." Veemon whined. "Veemon. Veeeeeeeemon."
Davis turned around in the computer chair, with a pair of panties on his head. "Stop it, guys. We're here to demolish, not to fight. Say, do any of you know what Kari's password for Hotmail would be?"
"Beats me," Veemon sighed. He skipped 50-some pages in the diary. "Oooooh! OOOOH!! Check it out... 'Exveemon certainly shows off his muscles better than Angemon. All that angelic drapery is hiding all the good parts on him..."
Tai walked in, a bra strapped on the back of his head. "You guys got what you wanted? We'd better get out of here if we want to live through tonight."
Conker walked in. "Damn it, Berri's got all her stuff locked up in her drawers. I can't get to it. You guys got what you wanted? I'm going to throw the barrier back up in a couple of minutes."
Veemon tucked the diary under his shoulder. "Did I! C'mon, let's blow this popsicle stand!"
So everybody left. The barrier crackled to life behind them.
********
Goku walked down the hall, hands in his pockets, whistling. After taking time to finish his supplement, he could use a warm up. He rounded the corner and saw the training room open. Vegeta sat, leaned against the wall, arms folded.
"Hey, Vegeta! What's up? Why aren't you training?"
"None of your business." Vegeta mumbled.
"Well, if you aren't using the place, do you mind if I go in there for a while?"
Vegeta's eyes turned. "I wouldn't if I were you."
"Why?" Goku continued on into the gym. After a lengthly scream, Vegeta smiled to himself.
Goku flung himself out of the chamber. "WAAAHHHHH!!!! MY HAIR!!! IT'S... DROOPING!!!!! YAAAAUUUUGGGGHHHHHH!!!!" He turned and shot down the hall, screaming all the way.
********
Conker tapped a button. "There, all factory default settings. Everything should be back to normal. And this time, I'm logging off."
Everybody groaned.
The computer hummed to life again. "Incoming transmission. Priority 5."
Conker sat down in his chair. "On the main screen."
The image of Ultimanium lit up. "Conker."
Conker grinned. "Hey, Ulty."
"I see nothing's wrong there. I will be docking in 5 minutes. I have the groceries, so we shouldn't be going hungry for another couple of months, if we take that long. Also, I picked up a couple of passengers. You might know them."
"Now, these computers in the rec room have what connection?" A voice asked in the background.
Ultimanium turned his back to the camera. "T3."
"Great. Thank you."
"Quit worrying about the computers and say hi to your friends." Another familiar voice said.
Davis snapped his fingers. "This is familiar... who is that..."
Tai looked up and grinned. "...Izzy!!"
The camera panned over to a crate off in the corner of the cockpit. Izumi was seated on the crate, pineapple laptop hanging from a strap on his shoulder. Tentomon hovered behind him.
"Izumi will be joining us for a bit," Ultimanium continued. "I called him over to help reformat the hard drives of the computers in the rec room, but he can stay if he wishes. Also on the trip..."
The camera panned again.
Duo sat up. "Damn it! Ultimanium, you were supposed to give us a dramatic entrance too!"
"Hey, guys." Heero mumbled.
Veemon turned away from the monitor and stared off into space. "The Gundam guys are here too? Sweet!"
Ultimanium turned the camera back to him. "These people will be staying aboard the Argetlahm for the time being. Show them some respect. I am docking as I speak."
Conker logged off. "If anyone asks, nothing happened."
Everybody nodded, and took off for the hangar.
It had been a strange day aboard the Argetlahm, and Davis and his group wanted the madness to continue. But, as we all know, be careful what you wish for, you might just get it...