“Oh, hello, Biyomon!” Gatomon said. “Come on in!”
The cat glanced back at you, and whispered, “She’s a friend of mine. She’s a bit excitable, but she’s nice. She won’t hurt you.”
The feline Digimon looked forward again as giant footsteps came closer. You were curious to see this friend of hers, so you decided to step to the side and peer around Gatomon’s huge body. You saw another Digimon, around the same size and shape as Gatomon. She looked like an adorable pink bird, but she had arms instead of wings, with three sharp claws at the end.
“It’s nice to see you again,” Gatomon said to her friend.
“Heya, Gatomon!” Biyomon said, hopping up and down and waving. “I was flying by and saw you carrying something into your den! Is it something cool? Lemme see!”
“Hey, settle down,” Gatomon said with a chuckle. “I did find something. But... it’s technically someone, not something.”
“Oh, really? Huh? But it looked really small. You were holding it in one paw. Is it like a tiny Digimon?”
“Close,” Gatomon replied. “He’s a tiny human.”
Biyomon gasped, while Gatomon turned to you and reached for you with a gloved paw. You allowed her to pick you up, and she raised you up and held you out to Biyomon. The pink bird ran over, her blue eyes wide and her beak agape. You recoiled a bit as her giant face came up close to you, but she seemed harmless enough, so you remained calm.
“Wow!” Biyomon shouted. “Yeah, that’s totally a human! But he’s so tiny! And... cute!”
You blushed a bit, and Gatomon giggled. “Yes, he’s small and cute,” the feline said. “But he’s also in trouble. He has no clue how he got here, or why he’s small. I suspect he suffered from some sort of glitch when he came into the Digital World.”
“Aww, I’m sorry to hear that,” Biyomon said to you. “Hope you can get back to normal soon! Hey, Gatomon, are you gonna help him get back to normal? If you are, I can help him too!”
“You can?” you said. “I’d appreciate that! If you’re a friend of Gatomon, I trust you. And we probably need all the help we can get.”
“I wouldn’t mind you helping us out, Biyomon,” the feline added. “But, what do you want in return? Knowing you, you probably want something out of this, right?”
You gulped, suddenly feeling afraid of what Biyomon might be planning. What did the pink bird want in exchange for helping you?
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