04-30-2006, 05:05 PM
They had managed to get through the double matinee. Aurora enjoyed the way her creature's eyes widened as the pictures came to life on the flat canvas screen. It was well worth sneaking her in. The theater owners didn't allow animals; obviously, Vixi was not an animal, as the fox like creature so poigniantly pointed out.
"How can he say I am some...some...whatever you call it?" She complained, sipping on her Dr. Pepper. She sloshed back the drink and belched.
"I think the fur and pointy ears gave it away." Aurora chided.
"Tch."
"No, Vixi. I don't think that they have seen one of your kind before." The brown pig-tailed human defended. "In fact, I don't think they know what a digimon is."
Vixi discarded her empty cup in a nearby trash can, and the two continued on down the cement sidewalk. Night had fallen, the streetlights illuminating the city streets like artificial noon, lending a soft orangey glow to their faces. Aurora figured they could go back to her small apartment, sit around and shoot the shit. Watching some reruns of Simpsons while chugging back root beers and popcorn sounded like a perfect end to the oddball day.
They had barely reached her door when a voice came from behind.
?Hold it there, lady.?
"How can he say I am some...some...whatever you call it?" She complained, sipping on her Dr. Pepper. She sloshed back the drink and belched.
"I think the fur and pointy ears gave it away." Aurora chided.
"Tch."
"No, Vixi. I don't think that they have seen one of your kind before." The brown pig-tailed human defended. "In fact, I don't think they know what a digimon is."
Vixi discarded her empty cup in a nearby trash can, and the two continued on down the cement sidewalk. Night had fallen, the streetlights illuminating the city streets like artificial noon, lending a soft orangey glow to their faces. Aurora figured they could go back to her small apartment, sit around and shoot the shit. Watching some reruns of Simpsons while chugging back root beers and popcorn sounded like a perfect end to the oddball day.
They had barely reached her door when a voice came from behind.
?Hold it there, lady.?
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