Forget that!
You're not about to follow some crazy drug addicted kid! Forget that, you're was doing the sane thing for once. You were walking away, surly someone at home could get you out of this suit, it was a virtual reality thing or it really was drugs. You were leaning to the earlier, because you felt clear-headed despite the physical changes. The perceived physical changes, you corrected yourself. Yeah, you were fine, just fine.
You watch the portal disappear with disinterest. You could picture it now that you weren't panicking. You were home, maybe in the living-room. You could see the worn out faded blue couch. Your father's but dent on the far right, no one would sit there because his father just knew if someone messed up his groove. Yeah you nod, it makes much more sense then what you were thinking earlier, I turned into a Renamon! You fail your arms as you mock yourself.
Your buddies were sitting on the floor of that old carpeted living-room, laughing their asses off as you ran around stripping off your clothes. Jerks, but you laugh; revenge would be sweet, very sweet; once you thought of something of course, but that could wait.
You take the time to glance around the shop. The helmet or visor you were wearing was high- tech. You couldn't tell this wasn't real. You walk over to the walls covered in shelves and racks of clothes. You shifted though a multitude of brightly coloured sun-dresses, the scratch of the metal hanger catching of the metal bar sounded so real. The dresses, you grab hold of end of a dark purple one, it felt soft to you paw pads. Yup, you convinced yourself. This was a wicked game, the graphics were amazing. That Impmon? A side quest or something.
You just had to wait for mom to get home from shopping or dad to get of work. They'll yell at your friends, they completely deserved it the jerks. If it was your mom she would cuddle you a bit, mom's were great like that. If your father came first, he would knock you in the head for getting caught up in something so stupid, and go in a rant of how technology was going to be the downfall of humanity. Given the scare you just had? You promised your-self not to roll your eyes with this one. It would be hard, but your father may have at a point this time. No more virtual realty games for you after this, given that you couldn't remember getting on this one.
“Maybe it's a beta game and I found I glitch?” You mutter out loud to your self. Maybe you should give into the game and try on one of this dresses? Maybe you would gain some experience points or something, you think.
“ Oh! I'm so sorry, I hope you weren't waiting long!” A small furry white digimon came in, it had green rings on its long droopy ears, and on its collar-bone, it reminds you of those terrier dogs your neighbour has at home, that image struck home when you notice the little black claws and paw-pads has it walks upright over to you. “Do you want to try it on?” it sounds female, with its soft voice. It was a Terriermon! That's why it reminded of a dog, you give yourself an internal high-five.
“No that's fine,” even though you were just thinking of doing that very thing.
“ Don't be shy! That purple dress would compliment your yellow fur, you would shine in it! The dressing room is over here.” Terriermon turned and gave a little scream, which made you collapse your ears against your head. That wasn't an attack as far as you remembered, but it should be. “What happened to the dressing room!” Terriermon pointed to the tattered curtains and clothes. “We don't even sell those kind here!” Before you could either lie or give in to the truth, you both turn at the sound of someone clearing their throat.
There stands a man in a black suit, he was tall, lean and greasy and your nose twitches and he smelled bad, like something rotting.
“ Of course you wouldn't sell jeans here, what digimon could where them? You useless creäture.” He paused and looked around the little shop, disgust crumpling his face.
“ Give us the boy or should a say girl.” the man says like he was asking for a piece of gum.
Written by psto1464 on 09 June 2017
