A Digital Christmas
by Faunamon
“There,” said Lopmon, adding the finishing touches to her tiny tree.
Me, (Hannah), her tamer, smiled.
“It’s beautiful, Lopmon.”
“I’d agree if I weren’t tied up,” our friend Bailey said.
“Help,” said his Digimon, Molluskmon.
Lopmon and I giggled. They were indeed tied up. They had gotten stuck in tinsel while decorating the big tree!
Bailey’s sister Beth, who was hanging a picture of the tamers and their Digimons on a piece of string on the tree, hung the picture and rushed over to help with Gumisimon, her Digimon.
My cousins Emma and Ethan, along with their Digimons Baringamon and Romon, were hanging ornaments of hockey and football players and princesses on the tree.
Diapermon and his brother Corosomon were jumping out of ornament boxes covered in tissue paper and bubble wrap, laughing.
Justin was making adjustments to his Justin Case so it would open and grab his Digimon, Terriermon, with a rope and fling him across the room while Terriermon held a “Merry Christmas” sign when the we went caroling. Terriermon was dying to try the Justin Case Terriermon Flinger.
“Are we ready?” I called across the room to Justin.
“Ready!”
“Then let’s go caroling!” cheered Terriermon.
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“La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la,” the Tamers and Digimon sang.
“Just fire the stupid thing up already, Justin,” said Terriermon impatiently when they were finished.
“All right, all right,” said Justin with a slight smile. “You get your way this time, Terriermon.”
And with that, he turned on the crank that opened the case, shot out the rope, and…
Our customers screamed as Terriermon shot towards them. They were sure Terriermon was going to hit them. But just before he did, he spread out his ears like parachutes, fluttered safely to the ground, and bowed.
The customers sighed with relief, smiled at us, and went inside their house. It was like that with the rest of our customers.
The next day, we went shopping for presents. We split up so no one knew what the other bought for them (the shopping carts are covered).
“Hide your eyes, Lopmon. I’m going to pick your present first,” I told her. I picked out an A Lopmon’s Guide to Humans book for her. Since the Digimon’s presents are always relatively the same, I picked out a guide to humans for Terriermon, Baringamon, Romon, Molluskmon, Gumisimon, Diapermon, and Corasomon, too.
Then I hid my eyes while Lopmon picked out a present for me, too.
We worked together for the rest of the shopping. We got Justin some kind of doohickey for his Justin Case, Ethan a How to be a Hockey Champ in No Time at All! book, Emma a princess clock, Bailey a How to Bond with Your Digimon book, and Beth a full set of Snowbear Movies.
When we checked out, we all did a thumbs up to ensure each other we’d all like our presents.
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“Deck the halls with boats of collies, la la la la la, pa ca ma sa. Tins the seasoning to meet Polly, ca ma ha sa shaa, pecan fa fa.” That was Terriermon, singing above the uproar. Justin just smiled. They’d been over that particular song about three thousand times. It was finally Christmas day.
According to tradition, we opened Lopmon and I’s presents first. Lopmon had given everyone a How to Be a Better Tamer on the Subject Of… book. My subject was Silver Millenniums, Bailey’s was Everything, Beth’s was Washing, Emma’s was Fun, Ethan’s was Hockey, and Justin’s was Baseball (?!?). “Thanks,” he said. “I love baseball.” Oh. Everyone just loved my presents.
“Hannah, where’d you get this doohickey? I’d like a few more,” said Justin.
“The doohickey compartment,” I said, and everyone broke down laughing.
We opened Beth’s next. Gumisimon had given everyone a book about how to wash our particular Digimons. Beth had given me a book called The Wonder of Lopmons. She had given all the Digimons a movie about themselves. She had given Bailey a “Tamers Times” issue about Molluskmon. She’d given Ethan a “Hockey Unleashed!” magazine. She’d given Emma a book about princesses, and Justin a book called How to Improve Your Inventions.
Next we opened the presents from Bailey. He had given all the Digimons a brochure for Digital Inn. He had given all the Tamers a free pass for Digital Inn that permitted us and our Digimons to get in freely. Justin shared his with Bailey. Molluskmon had given us all new soap.
Next we opened our presents from Emma. Not surprisingly, she’d given all the girls – human and digital alike – princess ornaments. She’d given the boys football ornaments. Baringamon gave us all animal ornaments.
Ethan’s presents to the girls were all lacy stuff for some reason, and the guys got stuff with a hockey theme. Romon gave the girls a book called Charm Club #4: Dragon. She’d also given us Dragon charms and dolls. She’d given the boys Big Cat stuff. Ethan complained that Big Cat was babyish, but the stuff said ages 5 and up.
Justin gave us all magic stuff. Terriermon gave us a book called Pecan Fa Fa. Justin laughed out loud when he saw the book. A sidebar on it said “Terriermon’s Collected Christmas Carols.”
Diapermon and Corosomon gave us Digimon lamps.
“Thanks, guys,” I said. This will truly be a Christmas to remember.” But little did we know that we would remember it in a somewhat different way!
That evening, we were all ready to go caroling again. We bought each other costumes. I had given everyone a “Tamer Tunes” official costume, Justin had given everyone holly wreaths to go around our neck, Ethan had given us “Carol Shoes”, Emma had given us angel wings, Bailey had given us Carol Books, and Beth had given us halos. We looked like angels!
We were going to our first stop when we heard a growl. A Rivermon, dyed green and wearing red, was ready to attack!
“I have come to steal Christmas!” he said.
“Not if I can help it!” Lopmon said. “Rabbit Routine!” Lopmon’s ears spun around and around, producing a pink light that could blow Freshes, In - Trainings, and even other rookies clear to Sydney. But it seemed to have no effect on Rivermon.
“Gum Ivy!” said Gumisimon. Soon Rivermon was stuck in a tangle of gum. “Now, Molluskmon!”
“Mollusk Mover!” said Molluskmon., hurtling clams But Rivermon was, uh, unmoved.
“Puppy Crown!” pronounced Baringamon. Her crown flew off her head and spun around on Rivermon’s chest. Rivermon winced as several pieces of his water data spun around and around through the air and disappeared. But he seemed unharmed.
“Bunny Blast!” said Terriermon. The light green circles also stirred up the water, but didn’t harm him.
Romon ran forward. “Heavy Metal!” Pieces of metal began to crash all around her. She lifted one to throw, but was too late.
“River Breath!” announced Rivermon. Water came out of his mouth and rusted the metal. Romon sat on the ground in a heap as the other pieces disappeared.
“My turn!” shouted Diapermon. “Diaper Bangs!” Battery - shaped bangs flew through the air – at least a hundred! One landed in the Rivermon’s chest. A whirlpool of water spun from his chest, but the attack had little effect.
“Mud Splurt!” yelled Corosomon. Mud shot out faster than poison ivy rash. But Rivermon certainly could dodge.
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