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Post by xavibaby on Oct 19, 2012 6:14:57 GMT -8
This was what, the tenth time she's come here? Something like that. And every time she came, she did absolutely nothing of any real use. Well, at least for her partner, Gomamon X. You see, Enya was more worried about her blog these first few interactions that she really didn't pay much attention to anything other than her surroundings. She wrote about the sights, the sounds, the feelings, and the taste of this world. It was what she was still doing today. Or so she believed.
"Ta-da~!" the Digimon said as she performed her first handstand.
Giggling, the ginger put down her sketchpad and walked toward the creature. Scooping her up into her arms, Enya let out another laugh. "My, my, aren't you a talented one." Ruffling the creature's red mane, the woman returned to the rock she was previously perched on.
"Whoa, did you draw that?" the Gomamon X's eyes grew wide with delight. "This looks great! I really am a rather handsome one aren't I?"
Eyes rolling, the human shook her head before tearing out of page of the sketchbook. "If you like your picture so much, then you can keep it." She said while shoving it into the little pouch the Digimon wore around its neck.
"Oh boy, you're the best!" she exclaimed before sliding across the slick grass for the umpteenth time. "So what are we gonna do today! Something fun. Go to the beach? Yes, yes! The beach!"
Again, her laughter filled the air. "Okay, okay. We'll find a spot by the water to-" She was cutoff.
"Have lunch!"
"But we just had lunch?" Enya said with a cocked brow.
Shaking her head, the Digimon responded rather snarly with, "That was only our first lunch. We need two more."
That was one more thing to write down when she got back to the real world -- that Digimon eat, a lot.
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