Title: The Time of the Day
Fandom: Digimon Adventure ZeroTwo
Summary: Some things begin and end. Other things are eternal.
Characters (main): Ichijouji Ken, Wormmon
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or the characters depicted within unless otherwise stated. Written for7_suns, prompt set: time. This is purely non-profit.
Word Count: 423
Extra Notes: cross-posted to fanfiction.
The Time of the DayBy the end of their adventure, the whole world (or an overwhelming percentage of its population) were aware of the existence of digimon and were, on the whole, forthcoming to their presence and therefore it became unnecessary to hide their digital friends away from the rest of the world.
Part 7 of 7: Night
It was a relief, as it allowed them to do more things together than was previously possible. Like go out shopping together, watch movies, goof around on the basketball courts (and it was distintly amusing watching Wormmon scampering along trying to cling to the ball with his two forefeet).
‘What’s funny?’ Wormmon asked as the laughter showed on Ken’s face.
‘I was thinking of that basketball game today,’ the human replied.
They had managed to score quite badly too, since their team had also consisted of Patamon whose arms were too small to firmly grasp the ball, Gomamon who arguably did not have hands, and Armadillamon who walked on all fours and similarly found it difficult. And there was a limit to how much their humans could help them.
He would have accused Daisuke for rigging the teams, but if he had done that most certainly he wouldn’t have paired himself and Miyako together. More likely it was Tai doing a mix of matchmaking and…something else which only Tai understood.
But it had been fun.
‘If we had digivoved, we would have been unbeatable,’ Wormmon pouted, as well as a worm could pout. It was probably true too, as it would have given both Patamon and Wormmon an advantage while Gabumon and Hawkmon would have been disadvantaged.
‘That’s true,’ Ken agreed. ‘But then we would have had to feed you more. Shops there are expensive.’
‘We were saving our energy.’ Unlike Ken, Wormmon’s tone was serious.
No-one could begrudge him; they were still a little wound up after defeating BelialVamdemon, and the Digital World was far from peaceful while dealing with the aftermath of his destruction.
They lay in silence for a while, wrapped warmly in blankets to ward off the winter chill. ‘We should sleep now,’ Ken said eventually. ‘We’re going skating tomorrow.’
‘I wonder if they have skates that fit me,’ Wormmon wondered aloud.
His partner chuckled slightly, closing his eyes and picturing the image. That brought up the scribbles of his youth, of fantastical creatures and sunrises…
‘Hey Wormmon,’ Ken mumbled sleepily, almost asleep. ‘Let’s get up early and watch the sunrise together.’
‘Okay,’ Wormmon said agreeably, a little more awake.
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