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Chapter #5

Gomamon

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The pink sun shines warmly on your body through a circular hole in the rocky ceiling. The towel you now lay on flaps softly in the shoreward breeze as waves roll in, yet never bring more than a few flicks of salty water as they splash onto the dark sand. A tingling, relaxing feeling has spread over your body from head to toe, you don't want to move an inch from this relaxing spot. You don't even have to open your eyes to see the activity going on in the more busy parts of the beach. The gleeful shouts of humans and digimon alike drift down through the sunny hole and into the hidden cove you have claimed as your own. After a week full of non-stop work, you're ready to just sit back and enjoy this quiet spot you've just managed to find.

You'd be more than happy to do just this...

Thoom...
Thoom...!



... If it weren't for those loud explosions off in the distance. These rumbling booms get louder and more intense until you're forced to open your eyes and tell whoever's making them to knock it off!

This isn't a construction zone!
Go make a sandcastle or something!
People are trying to relax here!


...All thoughts that you could have shouted, but these words are gulped back down at the sight before your risen head. A mountain of white fur with purple markings scattered among his mountainous form now scoots along the sandy beach towards you. His paws slap onto the sand with a mighty boom, then he pushes himself hundreds of your own steps forward. You'd recognize that orange mohawk mane of his anywhere, this is a Gomamon that's now closing in with a wide grin and over a thousand tons of force! This digimon is larger than any living creature you've ever seen!

"Whoa-hoooa! Looks like somebody lost their towel! I can't just let this go to waste, can I~?"

His powerful, peppy voice reaches you in an instant as the towel under your back rumbles with each paw-shaped crater he slams into the sand. Your own towel is large as the whole beach to your newly shrunken body, and this newly resized digimon now aims to make it his own! You know you should really get out of his way, your hands and feet twitch with every new ditch he carves into the sand, but you can't move an inch, you're frozen in terror! The Gomamon scoots closer, his head blots out the sun as his claws touch the edge of this towel.
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