MPC #39 - A Pair of Deuces [Hatching/Pranks]
Apr 22, 2017 2:13:07 GMT
Post by Makoto on Apr 22, 2017 2:13:07 GMT
This MPC is a double one with Hatching Season and Pranks a Lot.
It was the dead of night in the Network Plains. Just outside of Terminus City, a Dracmon giggled to himself as he prowled around the revived meadows, searching for the materials that he would require. All he would need is his hidden stash of vital gadgets for his mission - to prank like nobody has been pranked before. And how he would do this? Well... if all went according to plan, all these annoying humans would be in for a little surprise in the morning.
Now just where was it? He approached a bare platform in the fields. Nobody used it other than work crews, so hopefully it would be just where he left it.
And behold, it was! Deuce the Dracmon snickered, rubbing his hands together as the sack of tools was intact. He opened it, seeing the vast collection of items within.
"Nyeh heh heh" he snickered. "All according to keikaku!"
With that, he pulled the sack out of its hiding place and draped it over his shoulder. It was... heavier than he expected. Oh dear. The little Rookie level may have to have a lay down after this. Struggling on, he made his way back to Terminus City, where his partner Makoto was currently sleeping. Of course she wouldn't fall for his prank, he'd tell her about it before it happened. But for everyone else, hee hee!
The sack was full of fake digimentals. The genius behind his plan was that they were rigged to set off the sensors of every human's digivice in the area. All these meddlesome fools would thus think they would be able to find them and armor digivolve, but all the fake digimentals were made out of elaborate tinfoil. So that would surely make them disappointed.
Unbeknownst to him, however, was that there was another egg in the sack. And this one was very much real.
As he set about planting the fake eggs, the other egg began to move. When it was the only one left, Deuce had to sit down. He wondered what in the world this egg was. It was bigger than the others. He pulled it out and rested it on his lap.
"Eh? What's this?" he asked. And the eyes on his hands widened with amazement as the egg began to hatch! His eternal grin suddenly wavered as he realized what was going on. A baby digimon was hatching!
"Uh oh" he said. But before he could get up and run, a little blue digimon burst out.
"Daddy!" the Chibomon cheered, bouncing up at him.
"Oh boy..." Deuce said, sweatdropping. He hoped Makoto wouldn't be too unhappy about this. Well then. Time to return to the hotel.
Deuce returned to his partner's room in all due haste. Heh heh, it was only a few hours until morning, and all would be ready for the next events. However, yeesh, the arrival of this newborn kid really put a spanner in the works. After all, the Dracmon just wanted to have fun, not have to look after a little kid.
As he entered, he seemed to have failed in his attempts of returning back without stirring his partner. As soon as the door closed, Makoto appeared at the doorway of her room, looking both tired and anxious.
"Deuce, where were you?" she asked, coldly. Her magenta eyes seemingly demanded an explanation.
"Well, err..." Deuce scratched the back of his head nervously. "I, er, kinda wanted to make a prank on everyone, you see?" Pranks were fun after all. And Deuce had long learned that when it came to his partner, telling her the truth was almost universally preferable to lying to her.
"I see" Makoto said, calming down a little. She wandered to the sofa of the hotel room and sat down, dressed in her light colored pyjamas. "And what was this prank exactly?"
"Well, I thought that since this is easter, all those humans are on the lookout for digieggs" Deuce said. "And so I thought I'd plant all these fake eggs to make 'em think there's a lot more out there than there really is". He snickered at this, hoping he had done well. He held his hands up so that the eyes in them could see the expression on Makoto's face. "...did I do okay, Mako?" he asked, his grin faltering a little as he awaited his partner's judgement.
Makoto looked back for a few moments, then, at once, a small smile broke out on her face. "That's... really creative, Deuce. Well done" she praised him.
Deuce was instantly thrilled with this response. Aha! He had succeeded in making a prank so great that his partner would be proud! However... there was the matter of the side effect to discuss.
"Also, er, in this mission, I seem to have... uh, gained us an ally?" Deuce continued. Makoto's smile faded as she looked at him with an expression that demanded 'Please explain?'. And thus Deuce showed her the exited bouncy Chibomon that had delared that he was his 'daddy'. Makoto looked at him with inquisition.
"He was in the bag with the fake digimentals" Deuce explained. "Then he hatched, and, well, seems like I'm his daddy" he grinned as wide as possible, sweatdrops visible on his face.
Makoto regarded the both of them patiently. This wasn't exactly bad news, so, she'd simply learn what she could of this development. "So the baby digimon can talk?" she asked first.
"Yeah, but not much" Deuce said. The Chibomon by now was bouncing around the room, looking inquisitively at everything.
"Well in that case, we need to feed him" Makoto said, standing up. "A baby digimon needs food after all, and we could do with an ally here. So then, Deuce, let's get some food for this little one".
Deuce was somewhat surprised that Makoto didn't seem to be angry in the slightest in these developments. Indeed, he could see a little glint in her eye that all seemed to be under control in a way that she could possibly benefit from this. But he didn't draw attention to it for the moment.
Instead, Deuce mustered enough food for the baby digimon to eat. And the Chibomon happily munched on the soft food he was given with. Makoto and Deuce watched eagerly as the events unfolded. As expected, the baby digimon glowed and swelled in size. The baby Chibomon had evolved into an in-training DemiVeemon.
"Ah, so he's a dragon digimon is he?" Makoto asked, intrigued. Deuce nodded eagerly. "Well then, DemiVeemon, how are you feeling?"
"I feel great!" the DemiVeemon cheered, bouncing around with his new bud-like limbs. "I really wanna play games with people though" he added, looking a bit downcast. Makoto however didn't see how this was any impediment.
"Well then, DemiVeemon, how about you help us out with a big game set for tomorrow?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
As dawn rose on the next day, Makoto felt quite pleased at the events that were transpiring. She looked down from her hotel window to see all kinds of losers with their eyes transfixed on their digivices, catching on to some signals on their digivices that a digimental was nearby for them to locate and use to attain their armor forms.
As to what end this might achieve? Well, Makoto had something in mind for that. "So then" she said to her partner and his... son. She didn't find anything annoying with that arrangement yet so she kept her peace. "While the populace is having its greedy little easter egg hunt, I propose that we have a little hunt of our own". The girl's lips curled with a smile of what this would entail.
"Uh oh, so, we're gonna raid hotel apartments, eh?" Deuce asked, initially worried. "Hee, that sounds great!" he added immediately after, knowing not to question his partner in this way. "Right, Demi?"
"Yay!" DemiVeemon cheered.
"Well... it won't be that crass" Makoto assured her partner. "But... it'd hardly be worth sitting all of this out and let the opportunity pass, eh?"
Deuce snickered. Yep, that was his partner alright. And so, as the sun rose and all these snot-nosed little tamers awoke and saw that their crests of destiny was literally everywhere around the city, Makoto put her plans into motion. Such was the excitement of many of the novice tamers in the hotel they were staying with that they simply rushed off and forgot about their security.
And so it happened that Makoto entered an abandoned room, seeing various artifacts of value. She smirked as she found them and stored them in her pocket.
"Very nice" she remarked as she found a digimental.
"Uh, won't you be able to use it though?" Deuce asked.
"Perhaps not, but it'll still be of value to, say, a pawn shop owner" Makoto said, shrugging. The girl simply didn't recognize that it was currently of value to its current owner, but, since its current owner was greedily searching the Network Plains for fake eggs, well, finders keepers.
DemiVeemon was watching this with a thoughtful expression. "Uh hey..." he began. "Don't you think you guys can do so much better than this with this prank, right?"
Makoto and Deuce paid attention to him, curiously.
"What I mean is..." DemiVeemon continued. "You could announce that there's a digimental hunting competition. And then, um, everyone can be caught up in that! And, and, you could go on a hunt and find the digimental when everyone's distracted, then, come back and declare that you won it!"
Makoto considered this momentarily. She supposed it was a valid idea, but, what they were currently doing seemed to be of more value.
"Not bad, Demi, but, not convincing enough" she told him. She then turned her attention to the little blue and white dragon. "What's with you anyway? I thought vaccine dragons were meant to be goody-two-shoes?"
"Well, you and Deuce are just so awesome!" DemiVeemon admitted. "You just see what you like and take it! Man! I wish I could do that" he pouted.
"Heh. Just stick with us, kid, we'll get ya something you like soon" Deuce said, his omnipresent grin extending a little.
And so the pillaging continued. Before long, there was a small fortune amassed in Makoto's hotel room. She, Deuce and DemiVeemon admired their work for a moment, before they were finally put to work by the girl.
"Okay then" she said. "Let's get this stuff fenced, pronto"
"...fenced?" DemiVeemon repeated, tilting his head.
"Means we're sellin' it for cash, kid" Deuce replied, still grinning. "That's the way thieves do stuff! Nab an artifact and sell it for a premium!"
"Ohh" DemiVeemon's face contorted into a big grin. "Yeah let's do that!"
And so Makoto, her partner, and his protege made their way down to the lobby of the hotel with their booty. However, in the end, their progress was impeded by a Flamedramon, who stood with his arms folded before the entrance of the lobby.
"Nice try, you three" he said. "But I'm gonna have to ask you to come down to the station".
Oh... oh damn. How the hell did this happen?!
"Next time when you're blatantly stealing things..." Flamedramon continued. "Try not to do it in the view of the hotel cameras, okay?"
"...did we done goofed?" DemiVeemon asked, looking a little disappointed.
"Yeah... big time" Deuce said, sighing. Welp. Guess in this case, his prank kinda backfired. And judging from the pissed expression on Makoto's face, well, he wouldn't forget about this for a while.
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It was the dead of night in the Network Plains. Just outside of Terminus City, a Dracmon giggled to himself as he prowled around the revived meadows, searching for the materials that he would require. All he would need is his hidden stash of vital gadgets for his mission - to prank like nobody has been pranked before. And how he would do this? Well... if all went according to plan, all these annoying humans would be in for a little surprise in the morning.
Now just where was it? He approached a bare platform in the fields. Nobody used it other than work crews, so hopefully it would be just where he left it.
And behold, it was! Deuce the Dracmon snickered, rubbing his hands together as the sack of tools was intact. He opened it, seeing the vast collection of items within.
"Nyeh heh heh" he snickered. "All according to keikaku!"
With that, he pulled the sack out of its hiding place and draped it over his shoulder. It was... heavier than he expected. Oh dear. The little Rookie level may have to have a lay down after this. Struggling on, he made his way back to Terminus City, where his partner Makoto was currently sleeping. Of course she wouldn't fall for his prank, he'd tell her about it before it happened. But for everyone else, hee hee!
The sack was full of fake digimentals. The genius behind his plan was that they were rigged to set off the sensors of every human's digivice in the area. All these meddlesome fools would thus think they would be able to find them and armor digivolve, but all the fake digimentals were made out of elaborate tinfoil. So that would surely make them disappointed.
Unbeknownst to him, however, was that there was another egg in the sack. And this one was very much real.
As he set about planting the fake eggs, the other egg began to move. When it was the only one left, Deuce had to sit down. He wondered what in the world this egg was. It was bigger than the others. He pulled it out and rested it on his lap.
"Eh? What's this?" he asked. And the eyes on his hands widened with amazement as the egg began to hatch! His eternal grin suddenly wavered as he realized what was going on. A baby digimon was hatching!
"Uh oh" he said. But before he could get up and run, a little blue digimon burst out.
"Daddy!" the Chibomon cheered, bouncing up at him.
"Oh boy..." Deuce said, sweatdropping. He hoped Makoto wouldn't be too unhappy about this. Well then. Time to return to the hotel.
Deuce returned to his partner's room in all due haste. Heh heh, it was only a few hours until morning, and all would be ready for the next events. However, yeesh, the arrival of this newborn kid really put a spanner in the works. After all, the Dracmon just wanted to have fun, not have to look after a little kid.
As he entered, he seemed to have failed in his attempts of returning back without stirring his partner. As soon as the door closed, Makoto appeared at the doorway of her room, looking both tired and anxious.
"Deuce, where were you?" she asked, coldly. Her magenta eyes seemingly demanded an explanation.
"Well, err..." Deuce scratched the back of his head nervously. "I, er, kinda wanted to make a prank on everyone, you see?" Pranks were fun after all. And Deuce had long learned that when it came to his partner, telling her the truth was almost universally preferable to lying to her.
"I see" Makoto said, calming down a little. She wandered to the sofa of the hotel room and sat down, dressed in her light colored pyjamas. "And what was this prank exactly?"
"Well, I thought that since this is easter, all those humans are on the lookout for digieggs" Deuce said. "And so I thought I'd plant all these fake eggs to make 'em think there's a lot more out there than there really is". He snickered at this, hoping he had done well. He held his hands up so that the eyes in them could see the expression on Makoto's face. "...did I do okay, Mako?" he asked, his grin faltering a little as he awaited his partner's judgement.
Makoto looked back for a few moments, then, at once, a small smile broke out on her face. "That's... really creative, Deuce. Well done" she praised him.
Deuce was instantly thrilled with this response. Aha! He had succeeded in making a prank so great that his partner would be proud! However... there was the matter of the side effect to discuss.
"Also, er, in this mission, I seem to have... uh, gained us an ally?" Deuce continued. Makoto's smile faded as she looked at him with an expression that demanded 'Please explain?'. And thus Deuce showed her the exited bouncy Chibomon that had delared that he was his 'daddy'. Makoto looked at him with inquisition.
"He was in the bag with the fake digimentals" Deuce explained. "Then he hatched, and, well, seems like I'm his daddy" he grinned as wide as possible, sweatdrops visible on his face.
Makoto regarded the both of them patiently. This wasn't exactly bad news, so, she'd simply learn what she could of this development. "So the baby digimon can talk?" she asked first.
"Yeah, but not much" Deuce said. The Chibomon by now was bouncing around the room, looking inquisitively at everything.
"Well in that case, we need to feed him" Makoto said, standing up. "A baby digimon needs food after all, and we could do with an ally here. So then, Deuce, let's get some food for this little one".
Deuce was somewhat surprised that Makoto didn't seem to be angry in the slightest in these developments. Indeed, he could see a little glint in her eye that all seemed to be under control in a way that she could possibly benefit from this. But he didn't draw attention to it for the moment.
Instead, Deuce mustered enough food for the baby digimon to eat. And the Chibomon happily munched on the soft food he was given with. Makoto and Deuce watched eagerly as the events unfolded. As expected, the baby digimon glowed and swelled in size. The baby Chibomon had evolved into an in-training DemiVeemon.
"Ah, so he's a dragon digimon is he?" Makoto asked, intrigued. Deuce nodded eagerly. "Well then, DemiVeemon, how are you feeling?"
"I feel great!" the DemiVeemon cheered, bouncing around with his new bud-like limbs. "I really wanna play games with people though" he added, looking a bit downcast. Makoto however didn't see how this was any impediment.
"Well then, DemiVeemon, how about you help us out with a big game set for tomorrow?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
As dawn rose on the next day, Makoto felt quite pleased at the events that were transpiring. She looked down from her hotel window to see all kinds of losers with their eyes transfixed on their digivices, catching on to some signals on their digivices that a digimental was nearby for them to locate and use to attain their armor forms.
As to what end this might achieve? Well, Makoto had something in mind for that. "So then" she said to her partner and his... son. She didn't find anything annoying with that arrangement yet so she kept her peace. "While the populace is having its greedy little easter egg hunt, I propose that we have a little hunt of our own". The girl's lips curled with a smile of what this would entail.
"Uh oh, so, we're gonna raid hotel apartments, eh?" Deuce asked, initially worried. "Hee, that sounds great!" he added immediately after, knowing not to question his partner in this way. "Right, Demi?"
"Yay!" DemiVeemon cheered.
"Well... it won't be that crass" Makoto assured her partner. "But... it'd hardly be worth sitting all of this out and let the opportunity pass, eh?"
Deuce snickered. Yep, that was his partner alright. And so, as the sun rose and all these snot-nosed little tamers awoke and saw that their crests of destiny was literally everywhere around the city, Makoto put her plans into motion. Such was the excitement of many of the novice tamers in the hotel they were staying with that they simply rushed off and forgot about their security.
And so it happened that Makoto entered an abandoned room, seeing various artifacts of value. She smirked as she found them and stored them in her pocket.
"Very nice" she remarked as she found a digimental.
"Uh, won't you be able to use it though?" Deuce asked.
"Perhaps not, but it'll still be of value to, say, a pawn shop owner" Makoto said, shrugging. The girl simply didn't recognize that it was currently of value to its current owner, but, since its current owner was greedily searching the Network Plains for fake eggs, well, finders keepers.
DemiVeemon was watching this with a thoughtful expression. "Uh hey..." he began. "Don't you think you guys can do so much better than this with this prank, right?"
Makoto and Deuce paid attention to him, curiously.
"What I mean is..." DemiVeemon continued. "You could announce that there's a digimental hunting competition. And then, um, everyone can be caught up in that! And, and, you could go on a hunt and find the digimental when everyone's distracted, then, come back and declare that you won it!"
Makoto considered this momentarily. She supposed it was a valid idea, but, what they were currently doing seemed to be of more value.
"Not bad, Demi, but, not convincing enough" she told him. She then turned her attention to the little blue and white dragon. "What's with you anyway? I thought vaccine dragons were meant to be goody-two-shoes?"
"Well, you and Deuce are just so awesome!" DemiVeemon admitted. "You just see what you like and take it! Man! I wish I could do that" he pouted.
"Heh. Just stick with us, kid, we'll get ya something you like soon" Deuce said, his omnipresent grin extending a little.
And so the pillaging continued. Before long, there was a small fortune amassed in Makoto's hotel room. She, Deuce and DemiVeemon admired their work for a moment, before they were finally put to work by the girl.
"Okay then" she said. "Let's get this stuff fenced, pronto"
"...fenced?" DemiVeemon repeated, tilting his head.
"Means we're sellin' it for cash, kid" Deuce replied, still grinning. "That's the way thieves do stuff! Nab an artifact and sell it for a premium!"
"Ohh" DemiVeemon's face contorted into a big grin. "Yeah let's do that!"
And so Makoto, her partner, and his protege made their way down to the lobby of the hotel with their booty. However, in the end, their progress was impeded by a Flamedramon, who stood with his arms folded before the entrance of the lobby.
"Nice try, you three" he said. "But I'm gonna have to ask you to come down to the station".
Oh... oh damn. How the hell did this happen?!
"Next time when you're blatantly stealing things..." Flamedramon continued. "Try not to do it in the view of the hotel cameras, okay?"
"...did we done goofed?" DemiVeemon asked, looking a little disappointed.
"Yeah... big time" Deuce said, sighing. Welp. Guess in this case, his prank kinda backfired. And judging from the pissed expression on Makoto's face, well, he wouldn't forget about this for a while.
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