"Okay, assuming you really were human to begin with, you were changed into a Veemon."
You throw up the bedsheets to see that, in fact, you are a Veemon.
"So anyways, you rescued me from Bing's Tickle Mansion, I made an ass of myself, and you sacrificed yourself to bail me out again."
"Sacrificed myself? Is that why my head hurts?"
"No, that was from hitting your head on the way here. Back there, you were tickle tortured by a nasty little Impmon. Anyways, we left for here, I met a couple of my friends along the way, and we spent the night with them. It was afterwards that you hit your head."
"Oh" is all you can say, overwhelmed by the situation.
"You want to give me a hand with these?" Gargomon flips a net full of fish over his shoulder.
"What'cha want me to do with em?" Fully rested, you have no problem sprining out of bed.
"Just follow me. By the way, do you even remember my name?"
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