Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Spectrum ❯ Green ( Chapter 4 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Neffie 
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Angst / Psychological | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.16.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 203 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Angst / Psychological | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.16.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 203 | Status: Completed
Ok, in our last chapter, TK suffered through a hurricane under the belief that Patamon was in mortal danger. After all, that letter *had* said the Digital World needed help, didn't it?
After being chastised by *four* voices, TK chose to prevail, fully believing in the hope that had sustained him thus far. At that point, the four voices introduced themselves as the Four Winds and pledged themselves to him. Now TK and Patamon are reunited with Tai, Sora, Agu + Biyo, so can the others be far off?
Judging by past experiences, they may not even be on the same plane....
Btw, for those who don't want to do the math, Sora is 21, Tai is 22, TK is 18, and Miss Mimi(kudos to those who bothered to humor me and guess!) is 21. Biyomon, Palmon, and Agumon are approx. 19-20, and Patamon is approx. 18 *human years* (make note of this!)
A.S.D.A
The Spectrum Series
by Nefertanya dragongurl Ahhotep
Spectrum: Green
The Letter
>Mimi Tachikawa-
>Greetings! It has been a long time, hasn't it? I do
>rather hope this message finds you in good health. Up
>for an adventure?
>I certainly hope so, because the Digital World needs its
>guardians. If you are brave, and I truly believe you all are,
>click on the 'Reply' button. Good Luck!
>May the Fates be kind,
>Gennai
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The Reply
(a/n- to void confusion, sentences in <""> indicate the destined's thought replies)
"Oh!" Mimi cried as she smacked another mosquito. <"Sorry girls, "> she thought miserably, <"looks like I won't be able to make it to practice.">
Stupid Gennai. She'd thought she'd be seeing her Palmon again, but instead she'd fallen into a swamp of quicksand. She had been treading water and calling for help for quite some time now, and she was beginning to get really exhausted.
"Ooo, I hate nature! Why can't I be at the mall?!"
*You mean that?*
"I sure do! I can't wait to see this place as a sturdy parking lot!"
She thought she heard a soft sigh, and spun around in the liquid, hoping for a face attached to a strong body. Instead, she came face to face with a small pale pink flower. As she watched, the small flower drooped, and Mimi felt a sudden pang of regret. Had she hurt the little thing's feelings?
No, that was silly! Plants can't feel like people do!
*Palmon was a plant, and she could*
But that was different! Palmon was a digimon! But then again...Palmon was a *plant* digimon. And she often grew sad when she saw Matt and Tai barreling through the undergrowth...
Maybe...maybe she really *had* hurt the plant's feelings.
"I'm sorry." she told it in her most sincere tone. "I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just having a bad day."
To her amazement and delight, the little bud actually lifted slightly, as if to judge her sincerity. Mimi latched onto the ground besides it very cautiously. Through much trial and error, she had learned what little solid ground surrounded the quicksand could not support her weight, and she didn't want to drown the innocent flower.
The flower seemed to give her a curious 'look', so she smiled and began to tell it how she'd gotten the email from Gennai, how she'd ended up taking a wrong turn in this endless swamp and fell into the quicksand. Then she told it who she was, about her friends and all their adventures they'd shared, how sad she was the day she had to leave her friends and Japan to live in Texas because of her father's job, how excited she was when she got into the cheerleading squad in high school, and became the college team captain.
She told it about the hunky high school football captain, whom she'd crushed on heavily, and how she'd later leveled him when he'd tried to grope her in his Camero. How good she was getting in her fashion design courses in college.
How much she missed Palmon.
Mimi could feel her energy slip away as she babbled on, but there really wasn't any other option but to talk. And talking to the pink blossom made her feel better.
"If you see...If you see Palmon...tell her I love her..." The brown-haired girl gasped as she lost consciousness and slipped under the watery surface.
......
.........
............
*Mimi*
*Mimi Tachikawa, can you hear us?*
"Nn..." she stirred, as if waking up from a dream.
*Open your eyes*
Slowly, regretfully, she forced them to open. There was nothing but sandy brown as far as she could see. She felt light and warm.
*Mimi Tachikawa. You are here for a purpose*
<"...a purpose..."> she repeated dully, not fully aware.
*You're crest is the Crest of Sincerity, but it was once known also as the Crest of Purity. When you claimed you wished to see these lands destroyed, your heart was filled with selfishness, and we despaired. When you apologized, your pure soul emerged, and *we* took hope. When you spent your last breaths on wishes of love instead of curses for fate, we rejoiced. We, who stand vigilant and silent through time*
As the voices whispered, a shape appeared before Mimi. Blurred at first, it became the pink blossom she'd been conversing with. Blurry it remained, like it was underwater. Or rather, she amended, like it was being *seen* underwater.
*We need a pure soul, a caring soul. You need to be strong for your purity to remain intact. We will help each other. Will you accept our bargain?*
She really had no idea what it was talking about, but it seemed to feel like the right thing to do, so she nodded. <"Okay.">
*You may close your eyes now, Mimi*
Gladly she let her heavy lids fall. Mimi felt a warm tickling sensation fill her. She sighed contentedly-it was like someone had just put her in her warm bed and pulled the covers up.
*We will stand by your side, Mimi. We who nurtured you will become the ones you nurture. Do not abuse our power. Our limits are limitless if understood. We are always with you, around you, below you, within you...*
Mimi frowned in her sleep as the air began to chill slightly.
*Mimi...*
*Mimi...*
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Destination
"MIMI!!!"
The brown-eyed girl bolted upright. Blinking several times, she realized she was on solid, dry land. Was she knocked out, and it had all been some hallucinogenic dream?
"Oh Mimi, are you okay?"
"Palmon?" Mimi turned toward the worried, familiar voice. "Is that really you?" she laughed.
Palmon had gone through some changes of her own, apparently. Her petals were longer, but still wavy in a fashionable way. Her legs finally seemed to have caught up with her long arms. That was good, she wouldn't have to drag them on the ground-funny though that they resembled bellbottoms so much. Her body wasn't so round anymore. It was more pear-shaped, and Mimi immediately began to think of designs that would flatter her. Hm, same old Mimi.
And ultimately, same old Palmon, for her eyes hadn't changed a bit. Full of love, warm and carefree, the way she'd left them years ago.
"Who else would I be?" Palmon asked in innocent confusion.
"You just look different, that's all."
"Oh!" Palmon smiled her crooked grin. "You look different too! What made you decide to dye your hair like that?"
"My hair?!" Mimi put a hand on her head. Had the Texan sun lightened it *that* much?
"Yeah. What made you put in that stripe of green? It's very pretty, if a bit unusual."
Green? What was she talking about? Mimi pulled out her trusty compact and peered in. Sure enough, one long strand was tinted spring green. She stared blankly at her mirror for a long moment.
<"I wasn't dreaming....was I?">
She put her mirror away in her back pocket. As she lifted the hand she'd been leaning on, she noticed several small pink blossoms underneath. On a whim, she slapped her other hand on the blank grass and lifted again. More pink blossoms.
"Uhh, Mimi?" Palmon asked, unable to see what Mimi was doing, but very concerned about her friend's weird behavior. "I think I heard Gomamon and Selkie on my way over here to find you. Maybe we should go and see?"
"Yes." Mimi said absently, still staring at her hand. "Let's go."
Ok, U're prolly wondering-why Texas? Well, these stories were all planned before 02 hit US shores, and all I knew was that in movie, Mimi was to be absent(turns out on vacation, but hey). So, I listened to the (true) rumors that Mimi left for the US. Judging by her 01 outfit, I assumed to a Western state, and since my sister's best friend had moved there not too long beforehand, I guess I mentally just decide that's where she'd go....even though we were/are still screaming "NO GOAL!" (grrrrr, why is the sports world against us?)
So that's that. Next up is....prolly the longest chapter!
After being chastised by *four* voices, TK chose to prevail, fully believing in the hope that had sustained him thus far. At that point, the four voices introduced themselves as the Four Winds and pledged themselves to him. Now TK and Patamon are reunited with Tai, Sora, Agu + Biyo, so can the others be far off?
Judging by past experiences, they may not even be on the same plane....
Btw, for those who don't want to do the math, Sora is 21, Tai is 22, TK is 18, and Miss Mimi(kudos to those who bothered to humor me and guess!) is 21. Biyomon, Palmon, and Agumon are approx. 19-20, and Patamon is approx. 18 *human years* (make note of this!)
A.S.D.A
The Spectrum Series
by Nefertanya dragongurl Ahhotep
Spectrum: Green
The Letter
>Mimi Tachikawa-
>Greetings! It has been a long time, hasn't it? I do
>rather hope this message finds you in good health. Up
>for an adventure?
>I certainly hope so, because the Digital World needs its
>guardians. If you are brave, and I truly believe you all are,
>click on the 'Reply' button. Good Luck!
>May the Fates be kind,
>Gennai
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The Reply
(a/n- to void confusion, sentences in <""> indicate the destined's thought replies)
"Oh!" Mimi cried as she smacked another mosquito. <"Sorry girls, "> she thought miserably, <"looks like I won't be able to make it to practice.">
Stupid Gennai. She'd thought she'd be seeing her Palmon again, but instead she'd fallen into a swamp of quicksand. She had been treading water and calling for help for quite some time now, and she was beginning to get really exhausted.
"Ooo, I hate nature! Why can't I be at the mall?!"
*You mean that?*
"I sure do! I can't wait to see this place as a sturdy parking lot!"
She thought she heard a soft sigh, and spun around in the liquid, hoping for a face attached to a strong body. Instead, she came face to face with a small pale pink flower. As she watched, the small flower drooped, and Mimi felt a sudden pang of regret. Had she hurt the little thing's feelings?
No, that was silly! Plants can't feel like people do!
*Palmon was a plant, and she could*
But that was different! Palmon was a digimon! But then again...Palmon was a *plant* digimon. And she often grew sad when she saw Matt and Tai barreling through the undergrowth...
Maybe...maybe she really *had* hurt the plant's feelings.
"I'm sorry." she told it in her most sincere tone. "I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just having a bad day."
To her amazement and delight, the little bud actually lifted slightly, as if to judge her sincerity. Mimi latched onto the ground besides it very cautiously. Through much trial and error, she had learned what little solid ground surrounded the quicksand could not support her weight, and she didn't want to drown the innocent flower.
The flower seemed to give her a curious 'look', so she smiled and began to tell it how she'd gotten the email from Gennai, how she'd ended up taking a wrong turn in this endless swamp and fell into the quicksand. Then she told it who she was, about her friends and all their adventures they'd shared, how sad she was the day she had to leave her friends and Japan to live in Texas because of her father's job, how excited she was when she got into the cheerleading squad in high school, and became the college team captain.
She told it about the hunky high school football captain, whom she'd crushed on heavily, and how she'd later leveled him when he'd tried to grope her in his Camero. How good she was getting in her fashion design courses in college.
How much she missed Palmon.
Mimi could feel her energy slip away as she babbled on, but there really wasn't any other option but to talk. And talking to the pink blossom made her feel better.
"If you see...If you see Palmon...tell her I love her..." The brown-haired girl gasped as she lost consciousness and slipped under the watery surface.
......
.........
............
*Mimi*
*Mimi Tachikawa, can you hear us?*
"Nn..." she stirred, as if waking up from a dream.
*Open your eyes*
Slowly, regretfully, she forced them to open. There was nothing but sandy brown as far as she could see. She felt light and warm.
*Mimi Tachikawa. You are here for a purpose*
<"...a purpose..."> she repeated dully, not fully aware.
*You're crest is the Crest of Sincerity, but it was once known also as the Crest of Purity. When you claimed you wished to see these lands destroyed, your heart was filled with selfishness, and we despaired. When you apologized, your pure soul emerged, and *we* took hope. When you spent your last breaths on wishes of love instead of curses for fate, we rejoiced. We, who stand vigilant and silent through time*
As the voices whispered, a shape appeared before Mimi. Blurred at first, it became the pink blossom she'd been conversing with. Blurry it remained, like it was underwater. Or rather, she amended, like it was being *seen* underwater.
*We need a pure soul, a caring soul. You need to be strong for your purity to remain intact. We will help each other. Will you accept our bargain?*
She really had no idea what it was talking about, but it seemed to feel like the right thing to do, so she nodded. <"Okay.">
*You may close your eyes now, Mimi*
Gladly she let her heavy lids fall. Mimi felt a warm tickling sensation fill her. She sighed contentedly-it was like someone had just put her in her warm bed and pulled the covers up.
*We will stand by your side, Mimi. We who nurtured you will become the ones you nurture. Do not abuse our power. Our limits are limitless if understood. We are always with you, around you, below you, within you...*
Mimi frowned in her sleep as the air began to chill slightly.
*Mimi...*
*Mimi...*
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Destination
"MIMI!!!"
The brown-eyed girl bolted upright. Blinking several times, she realized she was on solid, dry land. Was she knocked out, and it had all been some hallucinogenic dream?
"Oh Mimi, are you okay?"
"Palmon?" Mimi turned toward the worried, familiar voice. "Is that really you?" she laughed.
Palmon had gone through some changes of her own, apparently. Her petals were longer, but still wavy in a fashionable way. Her legs finally seemed to have caught up with her long arms. That was good, she wouldn't have to drag them on the ground-funny though that they resembled bellbottoms so much. Her body wasn't so round anymore. It was more pear-shaped, and Mimi immediately began to think of designs that would flatter her. Hm, same old Mimi.
And ultimately, same old Palmon, for her eyes hadn't changed a bit. Full of love, warm and carefree, the way she'd left them years ago.
"Who else would I be?" Palmon asked in innocent confusion.
"You just look different, that's all."
"Oh!" Palmon smiled her crooked grin. "You look different too! What made you decide to dye your hair like that?"
"My hair?!" Mimi put a hand on her head. Had the Texan sun lightened it *that* much?
"Yeah. What made you put in that stripe of green? It's very pretty, if a bit unusual."
Green? What was she talking about? Mimi pulled out her trusty compact and peered in. Sure enough, one long strand was tinted spring green. She stared blankly at her mirror for a long moment.
<"I wasn't dreaming....was I?">
She put her mirror away in her back pocket. As she lifted the hand she'd been leaning on, she noticed several small pink blossoms underneath. On a whim, she slapped her other hand on the blank grass and lifted again. More pink blossoms.
"Uhh, Mimi?" Palmon asked, unable to see what Mimi was doing, but very concerned about her friend's weird behavior. "I think I heard Gomamon and Selkie on my way over here to find you. Maybe we should go and see?"
"Yes." Mimi said absently, still staring at her hand. "Let's go."
Ok, U're prolly wondering-why Texas? Well, these stories were all planned before 02 hit US shores, and all I knew was that in movie, Mimi was to be absent(turns out on vacation, but hey). So, I listened to the (true) rumors that Mimi left for the US. Judging by her 01 outfit, I assumed to a Western state, and since my sister's best friend had moved there not too long beforehand, I guess I mentally just decide that's where she'd go....even though we were/are still screaming "NO GOAL!" (grrrrr, why is the sports world against us?)
So that's that. Next up is....prolly the longest chapter!
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