What are friends for?

She darts around a corner, and immediately doubles back and plows into you.

"Can't forget about Agumon!"

She pushes past you and back to Agumon.

"Well, it looks like Veemon here wants to help you out."

"And you're the best help he could find?"

Gatomon's tongue flies up his sole, and Agumon squeaks out a laugh.

"Alright, alright! Thank you. Get me out."

"Veemon, just unscrew his head. I can't reach that high. And make sure you turn it counterclockwise."

So, you put a hand around each side of his neck and begin to turn it. Agumon closes his eyes tightly, as if waiting for an impact. His head goes upside-down, right side up, and doesn't come off the wall until its right side up again. He sighs in relief and you hand his head to Gatomon. Grabbing a foot, Agumon yips behind you.

"Quiet, you baby!" You lick between his toes to get it out of his system, yet he continues to wimper behind you. You finally unscrew the feet, and Gatomon as already taken off down the hall, apparently deep in conversation with Agumon (or his head, at least.) You're left following them, and holding Agumon's sensative feet.

Written by The Tickler

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