With a shriek, Jane ducked. Someone went flying over her head and crashed through a pile of scrap metal and debris. From the snap of fabric and sound of the grunt, it was TokiAngemon. How did we get here? The listing for this on the website sounded simple enough for two champions…
Wings dropped his hands suddenly onto the back of Jane’s chair as she sat there idly surfing the ’net. She tilted her head back, giving him an extremely dirty look. “Don’t. What?”
“Anything good on digidestined.com?” he asked.
She shrugged. “I dunno, I’m reading webcomics.”
The Erwachsenemon shook his head then pushed Jane’s chair, rolling her out of the way. He dropped to his knees in front of the desk, typing away. Eventually he stopped triumphantly. “Ha!” he cried. “There we go.”