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Agumaru leaps into action, ready to save White Wolf, with the help of the formerly-trapped Agumon. Luckily, he knew the OrangeAgumon would be brave, having lived a tough life in the forest and oh nope he's scared. It looks like he had to help White Wolf save OrangeAgumon instead. He is about to reach out when he is blindsided and dogpiled on by the Gazimon. The two he was trying to save go over the cliff.
"You... you completely worthless scum!" The buried Platymon seethes with rage, every muscle in his body tensing with burning hot anger. "I gave you a chance. I tried to make a deal with you. And you commit murder!? For what!? For meat apples we could have shared and belongings you don't even know if we have!" He throws them off of him and begins to glow with rage-filled energy. "No third chances, I'll delete-"
The rage and energy fade as an Angemon safely brings up the fallen victims. Agumaru couldn't believe it! What miraculous timing! Then again, miracles are what angels are supposed to do, right? But this angel...
"Wait..." The metaphorical gears in Agumaru's head turn. He's seen an Angemon before, and it gave off a similar vibe - when it wasn't an Angemon. And an Angemon was saving someone looking for... "Iki? Ha! Iki! Just in time! White Wolf- no, Rebecca... I think you might know your savior. Meet Iki Story. As for you Gazimon... you miiight want to run. With an Angemon and a Platymon, you really don't stand a chance. Especially since I'm pretty sure that the girl you just tried to kill has a chance to be his sister."
Agumaru tries to tell Iki about his sister, but isn't even given a chance before he flies away. "Sorry," the Platymon says slightly frustrated but not angry. "Iki is like that from what I've seen. Very impulsive and in a hurry. He once left me behind in a temple when he saw - oh, you wouldn't know about that, Digital World stuff. Anyways..."
The Gazimon were gone? Rage quelled for now, Agumaru reverts back to his dinosaur form. "Phew," he sighs with relief. "That was messy. Now time to make lunch-"
The meat apples were gone. The meat apples were gone? The meat apples were gone! "Waa! That can't be! The meat apples! The tree! Our lunch! Ohhh..." He falls over face-first into the ground, grumbling and complaining. "Now what are we gonna do...? I was already hungry and low on energy before Armor Digivolving and fighting... I gotta eat something!"
Agumaru was starving, though it was not his stomach that growled. "Those dirty rotten thugs," he groans angrily, "they probably don't even NEED to be thieves! If they were that hungry, they should've just shared when they had the opportunity! I be they're not even real thieves, stealing because they need to or because they want easy food and money. I bet they're just bullies, looking for excuses to hurt others!"
Once again, Agumaru's rage subsides quickly. Finding food was more important than complaining. But after all that hard work to find a lone meat apple tree, what are the odds that they'd find another before they give in to starvation?
Pretty good apparently, as White Wolf spies another in the distance. Agumaru slowly stands up, gathering his firewood. "Good job, White Wolf! Looks like we're in luck!" He looks around at his acquaintances with a large - but fading - smile. "Is... everyone up for the hike? I can... carry some of the other firewood too..."
"Agumaru, calm down," Rebecca tells the angry ToyAgumon. "I know you're just hungry, but there's no use complaining now."
"Right," Gabumon says in agreement. "Let's just head down to the meat apple tree. It shouldn't take long... ten, fifteen minutes to reach?"
Soon after, Gabumon grabbed the firewood he collected, and the group started their walk. As they walked, Agumon went up tp Agumaru.
"Hey, uh, Agumaru... what you did back there was pretty cool. And you did it on an empty stomach as well... I'm impressed. Thank you, for helping out to fight those Gazimon..."
Rebecca noticed the amount of firewood that the two Digimon were carrying. It seemed like a lot for the little monsters to her... "Hey Gabumon, why don't you let me carry those for the walk?"
"No, no, Rebecca, I have got it...
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm very sure. You've done a lot to help out today, Rebecca. Don't feel like you're useless."
Rebecca nearly froze when she heard Gabumon say that. Useless was the only thing she ever felt like she was, ever since she was eleven years old. It... touched her to hear someone say that to her. Even if they weren't a human.
Ten to fifteen minutes to reach the meat apple tree wasn't so bad. Agumaru could handle the walk, even carrying the firewood. Luckily, he was not alone. Gabumon was taking his share of the wood. As they hike towards the tree, Gabumon compliments Agumaru. "Thanks," the brick dino replies, blushing slightly. "But I did what I thought I had to do, that's all. You tried your best, and probably tired them out for me."
Agumaru shrugs at Gabumon rejecting Rebecca's offer to carry the firewood. This action causes him to have to readjust his balance to not drop his own firewood. "I guess that means you're feeling better after that craziness. You don't need to refuse help, but if you got it then you got it. And Rebecca - you're definitely far from useless, but we Digimon are stronger than we look, and can be proud and stubborn, so don't take us carrying the wood and not accepting help as any form of insult, okay?"
"Actually, they managed to pin me down before I even got a chance to fight back..." Agumon admits. "And when I was tied up, I was so hungry that my Pepper Breath was basically teeny tiny sparks... And I'm STILL hungry! Are we there yet?"
"No," Gabumon simply replied back.
"...what about now?"
"Ask me that one more time and I swear to Jesmon that I will encase you in a glacier... That goes for you too, Agumaru!"
"He didn't even say anything yet, why are you including gim into this, huh?!"
"Because he'd be the type to be annoying like that as well."
"Okay, you two are giving me a really big headache right now," Rebecca says, interrupting the twins. "Can you please just stop? We'll get there soon."
If this were some kind of anime, Agumaru would have a huge sweat drop of awkwardness coming from his head. "Ahaha... yeah... that sounds about right," he admits. "Not you getting tied up - you living out in the forest this long means you must be pretty tough." He nervously chuckles, hoping that he wasn't misunderstood. "I mean that the thugs being sneaky and making sure everything is safe before claiming they're so tough once there's nobody to fight them seems about right. You see how they ran when Angemon appeared?"
The 'are we there yet game' was in full force, causing Agumaru to giggle slightly - until he was called out on something he didn't even do. "Hey! I am not like that! I may have a lot of flaws, but my endurance and active patience are pretty good! As long as I'm moving, there's no need to complain. I was more worried about if you guys could make it!"
"Yeah... no..." Agumaru flinches at the painful question. "Humans... don't go to the Primary Village. I'm not sure what happens to them, but... I don't think humans know either but they seem to leave their physical form behind. I'm not sure they come back." He then returns to a more cheerful state. "Luckily we didn't have to worry about that thanks to stubborn ol' Iki!"
If he could, Agumaru would be grinning mischievously. "Aaaaaaare..... weeeeeeeeeee..... theeeeeeere...... yeeeeeeeeet," he drawls slowly after Gabumon glares at White Wolf. "Heheheh! You practically asked for it!"
The tree was so far away, but Agumaru did not give up hope. "We're almost halfway there," he announces proudly. "Not too much longer to go! Everyone hang in there!" As for the Gazimon, Agumaru has to agree. "Yes, maybe being deleted will do them some good. Their next life is the only second chances I see them getting with their particular attitude. Stealing in desperation is one thing, but they seemed to enjoy it, and enjoy making us suffer! I don't know if they can find redemption in this cycle. S-sorry, got a bit preachy there."
"Yeah, that's what I thought..." Agumon nodded. He didn't know too much about humans, but he did know that: when they die, they're gone for good.
White Wolf then felt like she had to step in when Agumon and Agumaru were talking about how those Digimon deserved to die. "How dare you... yes, they were complete asses, but to not be deserving of their lives? You should never wish death upon anyone, even if you feel they deserve it..." Aggitated, White Wolf then began walking ahead of everyone else. The subject of death seemed touchy to her...
"I think you two owe her an apology," Gabumon told the two dino Digimon. "Remember, death for us isn't the same as death for them."
Eventually, the group reached the meat apple tree, although there was a new problem: the tree was too high.
"Hmmm...." White Wolf hummed, walking up to the tree, before striking right at it with a sudden kick. The shaking caused by the kick caused several meat apples to fall from the tree right onto the ground. "Alright! Let's get the fire started and cook up these meat apples, guys!"
"On it! Pepper Breath!" Agumon yells, shooting a fireball at the pile of wood that Gabumon had put down and arranged into a campfire, lighting it ablaze.
Agumaru winces as Rebecca goes off on a chastising tirade. That's right, she does not know about how Digimon work, does she? "I...er... The Digital World isn't like the Human World," he tries to explain. "Humans... you die and that's it? Or something... But Digimon... as long as they aren't absorbed, they start over as Digitama, then hatch into babies. How much of their memory remains or comes back varies, but for Digimon as wicked and heartless as they were, it would probably be the only kind of second chance anyone would allow them. Start from almost zero, maybe make better choices in life."
He then closes his eyes and takes a deep, slow breath. "Actually, maybe they weren't from the Village of Beginnings last time. Maybe they were born in the Dark Area on their first cycle. Maybe they didn't get the love and care from a good teacher and parent they needed, and that's why they turned out like that. In that case, this is a second chance to get the love they should have had in the first place."
Now, take two on the tree! Agumaru is impressed by White Wolf's kick, whistling. "Wow, good job there!"
"Having a loved one lose their memory... is almost as bad as having them completely slain." White Wolf tells Agumaru. "I can't condone any of it... no matter what happens afterwards. Agumon... Gabumon... if we're gonna be partners, you have to promise me... no killing, or deleting, whatever you call it."
"What if something happens-"
"JUST... promise me that one thing, okay?" It was clear that she was not going to let this go. "I don't want any more to die. Promise me you won't, okay?"
After a slight bit of hesitation, Agumon and Gabumon looked at each other, both unsure of what to do. They both knew that deletion is the only option, but Rebecca was their partner... this was the least they could do to earn her trust. They both agreed to her requests.
"Thanks, guys... should we get these apples cooking?" White Wolf preceded to put several apples on sticks, and stick them so that the apples hover over the fire. "And now to wait..."
"Loved one losing their memory? What are you talking about?" Agumaru just doesn't understand where Rebecca is coming from. "If they had loved ones, this probably would have never happened. They all acted as if they have never heard of the concept of love. But... hm... if they considered themselves a family, and were deleted together... the Digital World finds a way. They would have probably been a real family. No use thinking about that though, since they got away fine and dandy!"
No deleting or killing? Rebecca must seriously not understand the Digital World. "That's... a pretty big restriction," Agumaru says with a sigh. "What if they met a relentless killer? They would hold back, get deleted... then LOADED, never to return to the world except as part of the killer. Then you would be next. If the option is temporary Digimon deletion, or all three of your permanent deaths... how could you make them choose the latter? Those Gazimon are practically pacifists and kind-hearted lovers compared to some Digimon out there..."
There was likely no convincing her, however, and more importantly, Agumaru did not have the strength. It was time for food.