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[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato and Gabumon were both offered vidscreens of transformations as they settled at the Bar. Each of them has some kind of wolf mech, a keychain ("That's a bad joke," Yamato grumbles), and a few others. Yamato doesn't pick any of them, dismissing the vidscreens after a few moments of thought.

Gabumon does select one, and suddenly in place of a lizard is a young man with black hair, a hat, and angular features similar enough to Yamato's that they could probably pass for cousins or half brothers.

"Don't come complaining to me when you get tired of walking and can't just sit on my shoulders," Yamato murmurs.

Gabumon blinks at him. "But I can just sit on your shoulders."

A momentary scuffle later, Yamato is leaning heavily against the Bar, with the now nearly as tall as he is Gabumon sitting on his shoulders.

Comments

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"I spent a pretty long time waiting for this guy to turn up," Gabumon says. "Years, actually."

[childofrebellion]

"Bwee brip." Waiting's hard, but friends help.

He's good at waiting, its a lot of his job.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Right! I had the other Digimon partners waiting with me."

[childofrebellion]

"Bwee blip?" How many of you are there?

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Eight! In our group, at least."

[childofrebellion]

"Bleep bwee whrr." A good number and you all have human partners?

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Yep! Eight humans, eight 'mons."

[childofrebellion]

"Bree bwee whrr?" And do you win the fights you need to?

He hopes so because they both seem so young.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Sure! Usually. And even when we lose, we usually come back and beat them in a rematch."

[childofrebellion]

Cassian beeps approvingly, it sounds like they do well and he reaches for the piece he wanted.