"Aya?" Patamon had been sitting on Takeru's couch when he heard the blond enter the house. (Any age)
Aya had been out with her friends all day and was getting back a little later than she said she would. She guessed that if she could quickly sneak up to her room then she wouldnât be caught, but that proved to be a lot more difficult than she expected. âOh, Patamon, hey.â She put on an innocent smile hoping that the little digimon hadnât noticed that she was so late with returning.
Patamon looked up at the clock, noticing the young teenâs curfew was an hour or two ago. But Patamon was not yet good with clocks. So time was tricky to him. He glared at Aya with judgmental eyes, but wanted to strike a deal.
"Give me chocolate, a warm shower, and a warm bed tonight and I wonât tell." He stared at her with the glare, trying to convince her.
She let out a large sigh as she began to speak "Aww do I have to?" Her question was more of a rhetorical question since she already knew what he was going to say about the whole thing. Loosening up a bit she walked with her hands dangling heavily either side of her as she walked over to the small digimon. She pouted slightly as she spoke up once again. "What chocolates are you wanting then."
