Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Jihad Diaries ❯ chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Dark_Phoenix_of_Chaos 
Desert heat runs tensions high, and Kittenmon meets the mysterious and arrogant; Black Terriermon.
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.20.2004 | Updated On: 05.08.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 195 | Status: Completed
Desert heat runs tensions high, and Kittenmon meets the mysterious and arrogant; Black Terriermon.
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.20.2004 | Updated On: 05.08.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 195 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I'm currently un-employed and have the grand total of negative twenty dollars to my name so if you want money you're out of luck. The concept of Digimon belongs to Toei and its various creators. The concept of the Diaries is the product of Lord Archive's genius. The only things I can take credit for is the plot of this entry to "The Diaries Universe" and a few of the characters
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Dov has been protecting me for as long as I can remember, but now he's kind of getting maybe a little ridiculous. I know I'm his sister. I know he loves me like a brother should. Only now he seems to be getting just a tad more protective of me lately. He's always glaring at the new kid, as if he had done some great injustice every time "Jason" attempts to talk to me. Even during the times when I get the Irish kid to open up and tell me some of his past, like his sister and his family, Dov will always do something to interrupt the conversation
My brother may be sneaky from his constant need for disappearing from Mom and Dad's sight, but there's only so many times that suddenly developing a cold or a need to give me some water, or 'showing-me-something-important' can be done without raising suspicions. It's almost as if he thinks I am going to be crushing on this new kid. Now if dear brother paid more attention, he might think otherwise. Still he is dense in some areas more then others. But, what "gets my goat" as Rebecca would call it, is simply one thing; we don't talk anymore. In fact he's gotten a lot more secretive since arriving in this digi-tal world. Now, he seems to keep more to himself more then before, even more so then during the times before that Chanukah. To add insult to injury, every time I do attempt to find out what wrong, he just ends the conversation cold turkey. Any attempts to start a conversation after that, well I might as well talk to the ground we walk on, it will give me just the same responses he will give me.
Just what is it that makes him scream in his sleep? Why is it that his face occasionally is whiter then some of mother's finest dishes when he wakes up? Just why does he seem so weak in the mornings while Ba-ku (as my brother call him) is more energetic then normal, with an uneasy look on his face. The fact I can't seem to talk to anyone is really starting to get on my nerves; at least he doesn't censor conversations between Ku and I. (if my brother can call his Bakumon something why can't I!)
Anyways, It's about a week since we picked up Jason from his desert fate, and It's just about now Dov decided that Jason has healed enough that we can take him with us on the quest to find Ba-ku, and Ku's friends. Well without worrying that Jason or Cle-ar Ag-u-mon will pass out.
Although, the way Baku and Ku are going, I doubt we will get to their friend's place before my bat-mitzvah. Still the twins swear up and down that they are in fact going the right way, but I still have my doubts
I really think they don't know where they're going...
-Sara Rachel Levi
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Jihad Diaries: Tales of the Destined of Israel
Chapter 5: Traveling
I still say this is a waste of time! grumbled Jason, for the forth time that day as he leaned upon the stone surface of a giant bolder that was just big enough to give the group some much needed shade.
No one asked your opinion! shouted a very annoyed and exhausted looking Yisrael, as he glared at the Irish child. During their small little break, he had removed his black over shirt and fashioned a hat of sorts to cover his very dark and very exposed hair from the suns harsh heat. Right now, he was standing up but his position was the classic catching my breath style; his body bent while standing up and his hands on his knees while breathing in precious air greedily.
Enough! yelled Sara by now had switched from lying on the colder sand hidden by the large bolder that Dov rested upon. To sitting up straight and glaring at the two with a look that would scare any who knew her.
Uh sorry Sara. replied the elder of the two Levi children while trying to hide the fact he winced. He lowered his head and began to grumble under his tone about what he wanted to do if the other boy attempted to annoy him any more.
Noticing this reaction and the 'hidden' wince, Jason's defiant look dropped from his face replaced with a look of mischievous victory, but for some reason he couldn't just drop it right there
Jeremiah knew that Sara had unknowingly just jabbed a knife into the elder boy's pride, and he intended to twist the literary blade to regain what face the other boy had taken from him during the 'Q and A' the previous night.
What kind of a leader are you, that a little girl can play you like a puppet? his tone had definitely grown in confidence, almost trying to bait the older boy to fight.
I'm not the leader, and leave Sara out of it! by now the elder boy had caught his breath and was looking at the other boy with intent to kill or at least to severely maim the Irish child.
You're not the leader? News to me, after all you're the one who makes all the decisions. the Irish boy's tone had seemed to change from how it had been all the times they talked before, it was full of mischievous air and an over confident tone.
The others groaned as once again, Jason attempted to get Dov pissed off for the sixth time that day. Thus far, the Israeli had been able to hold his temper; something Sara thought impossible, but it seemed at almost any given time he would loose it and thus a fistfight would break out.
Although one couldn't blame the younger boy for trying to fight, arguments and fights were very common among the group since they hit the desert area, mostly due to the intense heat. As a matter of fact, almost everyone that day had gotten into a fight on time or another today.
From Dov and Sara getting into a loud argument on who was carrying the canteen and something about secrets, to the Bakumon twins fighting over who's right and who's wrong over directions.
The only good thing was not once had any of the group besides the two male humans had gotten into any fistfights. At this time the two boys that were arguing weren't roiling on the ground and trading punches yet. Anyone could tell it was a matter of time, before Jason pushed Dov too far.
Sara however, was sick and tired of her older brother was acting more childish then even she normally did during one of her temper tantrums. Thus she decided to do something about it before he really went over the line.
No wonder so many people hate Jews just you being among them, that's reason enough!
"Okay that crossed the line Sara thought to herself as she watched her brother's face start to turn red and his facial expression drop into a scowl before he shot from his breathing position and had pushed Jason up against the wall.
You take that back! the older boys face was twisted into anger as he spat out the command.
Why should I? sneered the younger boy, with excitement dancing in his eyes.
She walked as quietly she could towards her bickering brother as she usually did when she wanted to catch him of guard. Thanks to the fact he was to busy fighting with Jason, Sara was able to get as close as shekel's distance away from her brother.
She then grabbed his ear, and then yanked it hard earning a satisfying yelp from Dov and a smirk from Jason. To which she turned around and glared her look that could be mentally translated to You think this is funny just try and laugh then see what happens!
The three digimon looked at their partners, then looked at each other, then sighed. The rate they were going, all three of them would evolve by the time they got to where they were going.
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A brown and white cat dashed down the over-crowded market street. This was done while avoiding the stingmon patrol and everything else.
But unfortunately for kittenmon, was not avoiding the bugs flying in the sky; that was too easy, the digimon who didn't notice her that's where the problem came from.
It was too easy to run into any digimon from the market place, then she would be either stopped by the digimon it's self or stopped for a little bit to regain speed
Then it would be pretty obvious what would happen next
Game Over!
Fortunately, the child cat digimon had a special tactic for just this type of situation.
Her mind would go on a sort of hyper alert sounding off like an alarm for every time she got too close to an object and or digimon
Left
"Dodge the tails of the group of gossiping black tailmon!
Right
Hop over the cloak of that old wizarmon!
She turned back to look at her pursuers and almost gasped as she noticed they had just as easily followed her with no problem.
Seems I'm now considered a much bigger threat, why else would the elder adults be sent after me instead of the new-evolved. kittenmon thought as she dashed over the latest obstacles in her way.
She looked ahead and sped up and dodged to the side just as the annoyed whipping tail of the humanoid wolf digimon; weregarurumon nearly hit her.
Looking back, kittenmon noticed the stingmon were still on her trail, thus it was time to loose time for good. She knew she had to time this right otherwise she was dead meat
Kittenmon spotted her target a few feet away from her and smirked.
She let the stingmon gain some distance to her, and then she dashed as fast as her child body would allow her.
She sped right under the legs of a clueless monzaemon, with the Stingmon hot on her tail.
Just in time as well because her tail had 'accidentally' whipped the giant teddy digimon making him shut his legs and wake out of his daydream.
The stingmon weren't were going so fast that when the Teddy shut the gap between its legs they had no control over themselves and crashed into the giant toy digimon.
An annoyed glare came over the once clueless teddy that turned slowly and glared at the bug digimon in a sense if they had known of them, they would feel much the same size as their human world relations.
You shouldn't start fights.
When they heard this the scared Stingmon's eyes widened.
You should always Love your fellow brother digimon! Monzaemon widened his arms, as if he were giving a giant hug. LOVELY ATTACK!!
Kittenmon ducked into an alleyway and turned her head to see just what who had been caught in the Monzaemon's hearts. To her relief it was the whole group of Stingmon that were chasing after her.
She breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the shadows in the alleyway with her prize in handor mouth as it were. After making a bit of calculations she dropped it onto the ground carefully making sure the stolen object hit the ground without shattering.
After she was done she raised one paw and twitched her forelimb so that her claws had come out, and then dug the claws into the cap.
With an upward pull, the metal cap was off and then the sweet smelling scent hit the air
Milk thank the Gods for it! purred Kittenmon.
Kittenmon mused on this for a while, and then noting how hungry and thirsty it made her she decided to not waist anymore time and start to finish her meal.
After twitching her paws slightly she forced her claws to come forth all the way, Kittenmon then sat down and grabbed the container of milk then lifted the drink up with her paws just slight digging into the bottle and began to drink.
She savored the milk as a wine specialist would savor his or her favorite wines, meaning she allowed the liquid to collect in her mouth a bit and drank it slowly allowing the flavor to be thoroughly enjoyed.
She was so into doing this she didn't notice when a big eared shadow appeared overhead till
Milk, does a Pretty-kitty good! spoke a mysterious and arrogant voice.
The child digimon ignored the voice.
You're really enjoying that white creamy stuff aren't ya? this time the voice was really close to Kittenmon, but she ignored it now out of annoyance then not-hearing it.
Suddenly something soft tapped her back and Kittenmon jumped.
Kittenmon was so startled that she ended up spitting all the milk she had in her mouth onto the floor and wall in front of her.
She glared a look that spoke of wanting the head of the creature that made her waste her meal.
After all, it's an unwritten rule that the one thing you never do is spilling a cat digimon's milk, especially if it's a female cat digimon. It's a good way to end up maimed to the point that deletion would be mercy.
Turning around she came face to face with the prankster; a grinning long eared bunny-dog; a Terriermon, who just grinned and blew a kiss to the annoyed cat digimon.
Keep looking like that, and it will stick. once again he began to taunt her.
She twitched her paws once again, this time allowing the claws to fully be unsheathed. It was at that point that the Terriermon seemed to disappear just as suddenly as he had appeared.
Upset that her lunch was ruined and far too tired to chase down that annoying dog, Kittenmon decided to take a nap.
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Kittenmon awoke to something no tailed digimon ever likes; someone had caught her literally by the tail and demonstrated this by yanking her up by it.
The cat digimon opened up its eyes to end up starring strait into the maliciously grinning compound eyes of her captor.
"Damn it, how the hell am I going to get out of this one? I never should have gone to sleep in the alley STUPID STUPID!" Kittenmon mentally yelled at herself while the rest of her was terrified .
She shut her eyes as she felt the humanoid bug digimon's grip tighten.
"Damn it! I can't fight back cause of that stupid Terriermon, ruining my meal!
She saw him speak words in the old tongue of the church of Appocolymon, and then noticed its blade extending from its wrist slot.
Damn, Sorry Faye looks like I failed."
Kittenmon closed her eyes in preparation to be deleted, however, she suddenly felt a gust of wind breeze by and suddenly her tail was free.
She landed on the ground on her feet then looked to see what the wind came from, and to her annoyance over the knocked over Stingmon was the exact same jackass from before.
Terriermon stood over the prone Stingmon, as a towering victor over his defeated and humiliated adversary.
While the mixed breed rabbit digimon was gloating over his win, Kittenmon sneaked off, knowing just in her heart that that wouldn't be the last time she would deal with that jackass of a Terriermon.
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That's it!!
The rest of the group were startled when Sara shouted out and then all of a sudden stopped walking, crossed her arms and sat Indian-style with a non-to-pleased look upon her face.
What is it now ? Dov asked as 'politely' as he could, or more like he groaned out the question in annoyance.
Don't you know the meaning of the word break ? I swear Yisrael, you really are dense." she looked directly at her brother with a glare as she spoke this.
Excuse me for not wanting to end up like bubbi's potato lacas, it's too hot to take a break now move it Sara or I will lift you. retorted the Jewish boy as he glared back at his younger sister.
At that point Sara did the only thing that his response asked forshe stuck her tongue out at him and blew a raspberry at her elder brother, who responded in kind.
Jason proceeded to chuckle at the scene, but quickly shut up when he was faced with the dual intensity of Sara and her brother's eyes as they turned upon him. This only happened for a second before they returned to their 'glaring match.'
On the sidelines, Jason couldn't help but laugh at least within his mind at the scene that was going on; as for the digimon they once again were wondering why their gods were testing them so.
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Tatsu: That chapter took me long enough!
Eclipse: Yep
Tatsu: Off we goback to the races.
Eclipse: Yep
-------------------------------------------------------------< br> Unfamiliar Words
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- The Israeli New Shekel is the currency for Israel, at current rate of exchange on shekel is worth 0.23$ that means that it takes 4.32 of them to equal one U.S. dollar.
- Potato Lacas are simply potato pancakes, a Germanic food. They are often eaten in with sour cream, applesauce. Most Jewish homes serve these during high holy holidays such as Passover, Sukot, Yom Kippur or Chanukah, but they can be eaten any ole time.
- Chanukah or the festival of lights is an eight-day holiday that begins on the 25th day of the month of Kislev or in the English calendar, December, Christmas (although this often might change due to the Israeli calendar being based upon Lunar movements then Solar ones). It marks the miraculous victory of the Jews, led by the Maccabees, against Greek persecution and religious oppression. In addition to being victorious in war, another miracle occurred: When the Maccabees came to rededicate the Temple; they found only one flask of oil with which to light the Menorah. This small flask lasted for eight days. In order to commemorate this miracle, Jews everywhere according to tradition are obligated to light a candle a day on the Menorah for each of the eight days of Chanukah.
- Bubbi is the more Yiddish version of 'grandma.'
- Bar-mitzvahBat-mitzvah - Traditionally it is when a child comes of age. In some cultures of Judaism, having a bar mitzvah is accomplished by reading a specific passage from the Torah.
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Dov has been protecting me for as long as I can remember, but now he's kind of getting maybe a little ridiculous. I know I'm his sister. I know he loves me like a brother should. Only now he seems to be getting just a tad more protective of me lately. He's always glaring at the new kid, as if he had done some great injustice every time "Jason" attempts to talk to me. Even during the times when I get the Irish kid to open up and tell me some of his past, like his sister and his family, Dov will always do something to interrupt the conversation
My brother may be sneaky from his constant need for disappearing from Mom and Dad's sight, but there's only so many times that suddenly developing a cold or a need to give me some water, or 'showing-me-something-important' can be done without raising suspicions. It's almost as if he thinks I am going to be crushing on this new kid. Now if dear brother paid more attention, he might think otherwise. Still he is dense in some areas more then others. But, what "gets my goat" as Rebecca would call it, is simply one thing; we don't talk anymore. In fact he's gotten a lot more secretive since arriving in this digi-tal world. Now, he seems to keep more to himself more then before, even more so then during the times before that Chanukah. To add insult to injury, every time I do attempt to find out what wrong, he just ends the conversation cold turkey. Any attempts to start a conversation after that, well I might as well talk to the ground we walk on, it will give me just the same responses he will give me.
Just what is it that makes him scream in his sleep? Why is it that his face occasionally is whiter then some of mother's finest dishes when he wakes up? Just why does he seem so weak in the mornings while Ba-ku (as my brother call him) is more energetic then normal, with an uneasy look on his face. The fact I can't seem to talk to anyone is really starting to get on my nerves; at least he doesn't censor conversations between Ku and I. (if my brother can call his Bakumon something why can't I!)
Anyways, It's about a week since we picked up Jason from his desert fate, and It's just about now Dov decided that Jason has healed enough that we can take him with us on the quest to find Ba-ku, and Ku's friends. Well without worrying that Jason or Cle-ar Ag-u-mon will pass out.
Although, the way Baku and Ku are going, I doubt we will get to their friend's place before my bat-mitzvah. Still the twins swear up and down that they are in fact going the right way, but I still have my doubts
I really think they don't know where they're going...
-Sara Rachel Levi
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Jihad Diaries: Tales of the Destined of Israel
Chapter 5: Traveling
I still say this is a waste of time! grumbled Jason, for the forth time that day as he leaned upon the stone surface of a giant bolder that was just big enough to give the group some much needed shade.
No one asked your opinion! shouted a very annoyed and exhausted looking Yisrael, as he glared at the Irish child. During their small little break, he had removed his black over shirt and fashioned a hat of sorts to cover his very dark and very exposed hair from the suns harsh heat. Right now, he was standing up but his position was the classic catching my breath style; his body bent while standing up and his hands on his knees while breathing in precious air greedily.
Enough! yelled Sara by now had switched from lying on the colder sand hidden by the large bolder that Dov rested upon. To sitting up straight and glaring at the two with a look that would scare any who knew her.
Uh sorry Sara. replied the elder of the two Levi children while trying to hide the fact he winced. He lowered his head and began to grumble under his tone about what he wanted to do if the other boy attempted to annoy him any more.
Noticing this reaction and the 'hidden' wince, Jason's defiant look dropped from his face replaced with a look of mischievous victory, but for some reason he couldn't just drop it right there
Jeremiah knew that Sara had unknowingly just jabbed a knife into the elder boy's pride, and he intended to twist the literary blade to regain what face the other boy had taken from him during the 'Q and A' the previous night.
What kind of a leader are you, that a little girl can play you like a puppet? his tone had definitely grown in confidence, almost trying to bait the older boy to fight.
I'm not the leader, and leave Sara out of it! by now the elder boy had caught his breath and was looking at the other boy with intent to kill or at least to severely maim the Irish child.
You're not the leader? News to me, after all you're the one who makes all the decisions. the Irish boy's tone had seemed to change from how it had been all the times they talked before, it was full of mischievous air and an over confident tone.
The others groaned as once again, Jason attempted to get Dov pissed off for the sixth time that day. Thus far, the Israeli had been able to hold his temper; something Sara thought impossible, but it seemed at almost any given time he would loose it and thus a fistfight would break out.
Although one couldn't blame the younger boy for trying to fight, arguments and fights were very common among the group since they hit the desert area, mostly due to the intense heat. As a matter of fact, almost everyone that day had gotten into a fight on time or another today.
From Dov and Sara getting into a loud argument on who was carrying the canteen and something about secrets, to the Bakumon twins fighting over who's right and who's wrong over directions.
The only good thing was not once had any of the group besides the two male humans had gotten into any fistfights. At this time the two boys that were arguing weren't roiling on the ground and trading punches yet. Anyone could tell it was a matter of time, before Jason pushed Dov too far.
Sara however, was sick and tired of her older brother was acting more childish then even she normally did during one of her temper tantrums. Thus she decided to do something about it before he really went over the line.
No wonder so many people hate Jews just you being among them, that's reason enough!
"Okay that crossed the line Sara thought to herself as she watched her brother's face start to turn red and his facial expression drop into a scowl before he shot from his breathing position and had pushed Jason up against the wall.
You take that back! the older boys face was twisted into anger as he spat out the command.
Why should I? sneered the younger boy, with excitement dancing in his eyes.
She walked as quietly she could towards her bickering brother as she usually did when she wanted to catch him of guard. Thanks to the fact he was to busy fighting with Jason, Sara was able to get as close as shekel's distance away from her brother.
She then grabbed his ear, and then yanked it hard earning a satisfying yelp from Dov and a smirk from Jason. To which she turned around and glared her look that could be mentally translated to You think this is funny just try and laugh then see what happens!
The three digimon looked at their partners, then looked at each other, then sighed. The rate they were going, all three of them would evolve by the time they got to where they were going.
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A brown and white cat dashed down the over-crowded market street. This was done while avoiding the stingmon patrol and everything else.
But unfortunately for kittenmon, was not avoiding the bugs flying in the sky; that was too easy, the digimon who didn't notice her that's where the problem came from.
It was too easy to run into any digimon from the market place, then she would be either stopped by the digimon it's self or stopped for a little bit to regain speed
Then it would be pretty obvious what would happen next
Game Over!
Fortunately, the child cat digimon had a special tactic for just this type of situation.
Her mind would go on a sort of hyper alert sounding off like an alarm for every time she got too close to an object and or digimon
Left
"Dodge the tails of the group of gossiping black tailmon!
Right
Hop over the cloak of that old wizarmon!
She turned back to look at her pursuers and almost gasped as she noticed they had just as easily followed her with no problem.
Seems I'm now considered a much bigger threat, why else would the elder adults be sent after me instead of the new-evolved. kittenmon thought as she dashed over the latest obstacles in her way.
She looked ahead and sped up and dodged to the side just as the annoyed whipping tail of the humanoid wolf digimon; weregarurumon nearly hit her.
Looking back, kittenmon noticed the stingmon were still on her trail, thus it was time to loose time for good. She knew she had to time this right otherwise she was dead meat
Kittenmon spotted her target a few feet away from her and smirked.
She let the stingmon gain some distance to her, and then she dashed as fast as her child body would allow her.
She sped right under the legs of a clueless monzaemon, with the Stingmon hot on her tail.
Just in time as well because her tail had 'accidentally' whipped the giant teddy digimon making him shut his legs and wake out of his daydream.
The stingmon weren't were going so fast that when the Teddy shut the gap between its legs they had no control over themselves and crashed into the giant toy digimon.
An annoyed glare came over the once clueless teddy that turned slowly and glared at the bug digimon in a sense if they had known of them, they would feel much the same size as their human world relations.
You shouldn't start fights.
When they heard this the scared Stingmon's eyes widened.
You should always Love your fellow brother digimon! Monzaemon widened his arms, as if he were giving a giant hug. LOVELY ATTACK!!
Kittenmon ducked into an alleyway and turned her head to see just what who had been caught in the Monzaemon's hearts. To her relief it was the whole group of Stingmon that were chasing after her.
She breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the shadows in the alleyway with her prize in handor mouth as it were. After making a bit of calculations she dropped it onto the ground carefully making sure the stolen object hit the ground without shattering.
After she was done she raised one paw and twitched her forelimb so that her claws had come out, and then dug the claws into the cap.
With an upward pull, the metal cap was off and then the sweet smelling scent hit the air
Milk thank the Gods for it! purred Kittenmon.
Kittenmon mused on this for a while, and then noting how hungry and thirsty it made her she decided to not waist anymore time and start to finish her meal.
After twitching her paws slightly she forced her claws to come forth all the way, Kittenmon then sat down and grabbed the container of milk then lifted the drink up with her paws just slight digging into the bottle and began to drink.
She savored the milk as a wine specialist would savor his or her favorite wines, meaning she allowed the liquid to collect in her mouth a bit and drank it slowly allowing the flavor to be thoroughly enjoyed.
She was so into doing this she didn't notice when a big eared shadow appeared overhead till
Milk, does a Pretty-kitty good! spoke a mysterious and arrogant voice.
The child digimon ignored the voice.
You're really enjoying that white creamy stuff aren't ya? this time the voice was really close to Kittenmon, but she ignored it now out of annoyance then not-hearing it.
Suddenly something soft tapped her back and Kittenmon jumped.
Kittenmon was so startled that she ended up spitting all the milk she had in her mouth onto the floor and wall in front of her.
She glared a look that spoke of wanting the head of the creature that made her waste her meal.
After all, it's an unwritten rule that the one thing you never do is spilling a cat digimon's milk, especially if it's a female cat digimon. It's a good way to end up maimed to the point that deletion would be mercy.
Turning around she came face to face with the prankster; a grinning long eared bunny-dog; a Terriermon, who just grinned and blew a kiss to the annoyed cat digimon.
Keep looking like that, and it will stick. once again he began to taunt her.
She twitched her paws once again, this time allowing the claws to fully be unsheathed. It was at that point that the Terriermon seemed to disappear just as suddenly as he had appeared.
Upset that her lunch was ruined and far too tired to chase down that annoying dog, Kittenmon decided to take a nap.
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Kittenmon awoke to something no tailed digimon ever likes; someone had caught her literally by the tail and demonstrated this by yanking her up by it.
The cat digimon opened up its eyes to end up starring strait into the maliciously grinning compound eyes of her captor.
"Damn it, how the hell am I going to get out of this one? I never should have gone to sleep in the alley STUPID STUPID!" Kittenmon mentally yelled at herself while the rest of her was terrified .
She shut her eyes as she felt the humanoid bug digimon's grip tighten.
"Damn it! I can't fight back cause of that stupid Terriermon, ruining my meal!
She saw him speak words in the old tongue of the church of Appocolymon, and then noticed its blade extending from its wrist slot.
Damn, Sorry Faye looks like I failed."
Kittenmon closed her eyes in preparation to be deleted, however, she suddenly felt a gust of wind breeze by and suddenly her tail was free.
She landed on the ground on her feet then looked to see what the wind came from, and to her annoyance over the knocked over Stingmon was the exact same jackass from before.
Terriermon stood over the prone Stingmon, as a towering victor over his defeated and humiliated adversary.
While the mixed breed rabbit digimon was gloating over his win, Kittenmon sneaked off, knowing just in her heart that that wouldn't be the last time she would deal with that jackass of a Terriermon.
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That's it!!
The rest of the group were startled when Sara shouted out and then all of a sudden stopped walking, crossed her arms and sat Indian-style with a non-to-pleased look upon her face.
What is it now ? Dov asked as 'politely' as he could, or more like he groaned out the question in annoyance.
Don't you know the meaning of the word break ? I swear Yisrael, you really are dense." she looked directly at her brother with a glare as she spoke this.
Excuse me for not wanting to end up like bubbi's potato lacas, it's too hot to take a break now move it Sara or I will lift you. retorted the Jewish boy as he glared back at his younger sister.
At that point Sara did the only thing that his response asked forshe stuck her tongue out at him and blew a raspberry at her elder brother, who responded in kind.
Jason proceeded to chuckle at the scene, but quickly shut up when he was faced with the dual intensity of Sara and her brother's eyes as they turned upon him. This only happened for a second before they returned to their 'glaring match.'
On the sidelines, Jason couldn't help but laugh at least within his mind at the scene that was going on; as for the digimon they once again were wondering why their gods were testing them so.
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Tatsu: That chapter took me long enough!
Eclipse: Yep
Tatsu: Off we goback to the races.
Eclipse: Yep
-------------------------------------------------------------< br> Unfamiliar Words
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- The Israeli New Shekel is the currency for Israel, at current rate of exchange on shekel is worth 0.23$ that means that it takes 4.32 of them to equal one U.S. dollar.
- Potato Lacas are simply potato pancakes, a Germanic food. They are often eaten in with sour cream, applesauce. Most Jewish homes serve these during high holy holidays such as Passover, Sukot, Yom Kippur or Chanukah, but they can be eaten any ole time.
- Chanukah or the festival of lights is an eight-day holiday that begins on the 25th day of the month of Kislev or in the English calendar, December, Christmas (although this often might change due to the Israeli calendar being based upon Lunar movements then Solar ones). It marks the miraculous victory of the Jews, led by the Maccabees, against Greek persecution and religious oppression. In addition to being victorious in war, another miracle occurred: When the Maccabees came to rededicate the Temple; they found only one flask of oil with which to light the Menorah. This small flask lasted for eight days. In order to commemorate this miracle, Jews everywhere according to tradition are obligated to light a candle a day on the Menorah for each of the eight days of Chanukah.
- Bubbi is the more Yiddish version of 'grandma.'
- Bar-mitzvahBat-mitzvah - Traditionally it is when a child comes of age. In some cultures of Judaism, having a bar mitzvah is accomplished by reading a specific passage from the Torah.