A Gateway of Timelines

"Mmmh..."

That question was enough to pull the young Digimon from his thoughts. Everything that went down had just sorta… begun to weigh on his mind. There was a lot more to the Digimon being here than they had thought... And now a world-wide power outage...? It was worrying, to say the least.

Clawed hands tugged at the scarf around his neck as his golden eyes looked up to Hiro. There was worry in his eyes… but it was quickly covered up by that goofy old smile. There was more good to outweigh the bad in the end. He had his friends… family… whatever was going to happen next, Gammamon knew he could count on everyone.

"... I want to see the Digital World. But, I don't want to leave."

Gammamon's heart is divided between his child-like curiosity of the world... And the feeling of wanting to stay with Hiro forever. How would Jellymon and Angoramon feel? He's still too young to understand the meaning of 'being apart' so...

“Maybe… We can solve it and everyone gets to go back! And they can come here!”

He’s running in circles now… Just repeating the same juvenile hope only a child can have in these situations.

Cthyllamon's mind was taken off it's current thoughts as the young Digimon offered a different passtime.

"Nice name!! I'm Gammamon!" He exclaimed in response, tail wagging behind him. "Angoramon is a friend!! Big n' fluffy! Soft!"

There was a momentary pause as the little one gathered his thoughts, dialing back his excitement just a notch. "Have you been here long???"

symbarabbit:

"Thank you!" Cashmere nodded, also remembering his previous, much fluffier form. "It's nice to meet you, Gammamon." Really, it was. One of the most pleasant encounters he'd had with another Digimon since coming here, by a long shot.

“Ooh!!!”

The little Digimon was- well. He was lost, to say the least. This absolutely wasn’t where he was just mere moments ago. But hey, ice was neat- he liked ice. It was crunchy, and tasty… Though, this wasn’t the kind for eating... It wasn’t crunched up or put into little shapes.

He shuffled his way over to the edge of the ice, tapping one foot against the surface. Oh- it was kind of chilly. A few shuffles backward, and soon enough, his attention fell to the strange entity skating across its surface. What was that? A Digimon? Not like one he’s seen yet. A new one?

“Heyyy!!!!” He waved his hands above his head, trying to get their attention. After all, they just seemed to be having fun!

“Heyyy!”

Sal came over rather fast when he heard someone calling to him. Normally he would have been more careful, but this person didn’t look too dangerous. Looked rather friendly if he was being honest. Most pokemon tended to leave him alone given how strange he tended to act. Not like a Sneasel at all.

Once he was close enough he gave the little reptile a bow. A graceful one that was rather strange for a wild creature to do. Yet, Sal did it regardless.

"Hi!!" the little Digimon exclaimed with a grin, giving a wave of one of his hands. "Nice to meet you! I'm Gammamon!" His excitement is unmatched.

"I wanted to ask something! I've never seen something like you..." The little Digimon trailed off for a moment, trying to figure out how to word this.

"What are you?"

"... No return here?"

True, they didn't know if the digimon who went back to the Digital World can return to the human world later. This could mean getting apart from Hiro and the others. Could he live without his big brother?

"I don't know... But can be possible! To return here!"

"Possible, maybe. But y'know-"

There was a wave of a fin before the Digimon gave a light sigh, his head tilting to the side slightly.

"With all this crazy junk happening-" A pause, a grimace upon Cthyllamon's face. ... You know, he'd rather not think about home's potential state at the moment.

Miyako looked to one side and then another. Digimon could invade the internet and other kinds of computer networks to spread information, couldn’t they? And after saving the Digital World a couple of times, she should be considered at the very least a fairly well-known Chosen Child, right? Or at least that’s what she liked to think.

But that was some random little digimon whose only mistake was to hear about how she stole and ruined her eldest sister’s dress to impress her very unimpressed onee-sama.

Maybe he didn’t even know her onee-sama was the beautiful princess Mimi Tachikawa.

"I won't tell anyone a thing. Ya have my word on it." A fin was raised slightly before it was lowered back to the aquatic Digimon's side.

Unfortunately for Miyako, however. her designation as a 'Chosen Child' was unknown to this Digimon. Only ones that could come close to such a thing that he knew about were Hiro, Ruli, and Kiyoshiro.

"wuh-"

He blinked, more or less... startle for a split second. Golden gaze went upward, falling onto what would be a familiar face for Gammamon. But something felt... Different?

"...Angoramon...?" He asked with a mild tone of confusion to his voice. "... No?" A couple blinks. "Someone different???" He... Wasn't even answering the question, more or less in awe.

symbarabbit:

At first, Symbare was just as confused, but as soon as Gammamon uttered his name he began to realize what must have caused him to react that way.

"You must know another Angoramon," he concluded with a gentle smile. Something about the young Digimon's confusion just struck him as adorable. "I don't know who your friend is, but you can call me Cashmere if you like. Does that help?"

"What are you hiding from me?"

"Close your eyes. No peeking!"

"Hey, can you help me real quick?"

"I'm hungry."

"Seriously, could you be any slower?"

"I think we missed our ride..."

"Are you okay?"

"No, really, breathe louder. It's not at all annoying."

"Do you want to head up to the roof?"

"You know, your taste in music really sucks."

"Whoa, wait, how late is it now?"

"Look at you, you're so cute!"

"Do you think we'll ever be able to fly?"

"Uh... there's only one bed in here..."

"Do we even have enough money for this?"

"Hey, take a walk with me. We have to talk."

"What are you even talking about?"

"I'm about three seconds away from screaming. Just a warning."

"Do you need any help with that?"

"Put that back right now!"

"You really believe that?"

"I hate this SO much."

"This is for me...?"

"Sorry, I'm just... really upset."

"May I have this dance?"

"I didn't mean to..."

"Do you think we'll be together forever?"

"I didn't think I could hate you more, but apparently I was wrong."

"You didn't think I would just leave, did you?"

"What I wouldn't have given to be a fly on the wall for that."

"How did you even... manage this?"

"Everything is okay, don't worry about it."

"Ooh!!!"

The little Digimon was- well. He was lost, to say the least. This absolutely wasn't where he was just mere moments ago. But hey, ice was neat- he liked ice. It was crunchy, and tasty... Though, this wasn't the kind for eating... It wasn't crunched up or put into little shapes.

He shuffled his way over to the edge of the ice, tapping one foot against the surface. Oh- it was kind of chilly. A few shuffles backward, and soon enough, his attention fell to the strange entity skating across its surface. What was that? A Digimon? Not like one he's seen yet. A new one?