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L-01 | Scrub-a-dub-dub! Mission

Who: Kaldur'ahm, Jamie & Open to 8 others

What: The old Trailmon in the Trailmon Graveyard are in desperate need of a bath! Why not help them out and make an old mon happy?

When: May 20

Where: Trailmon Graveyard

Note: One of the missions from this month. Only Kaldur and Jamie were signed up so I assume it's free game to anyone else interested.

Kaldur had to admit the name "Trailmon Graveyard" had been very misleading. He had been rather apprehensive about the job at first. However, the promise of water and Gizamon's own insistence that the name wasn't what it implied at all had convinced him that it might be a good idea. Besides, Kaldur was not a stranger to community service and this was certainly something along those lines.

The Graveyard was, in fact, simply an old trainyard where several of the aforementioned Trailmon had gathered to rest and relax. They also grew quite excited when Kaldur and Gizamon appeared with buckets and sponges on hand. Kaldur set his bucket down and looked at Gizamon, "Should we wait for others or start on our own?"

Gizamon looked around at the Trailmon eagerly lining up. "Kal I think if we wait too long we'll have a train riot on our hands. Better to get started and then whoever else shows up can just jump in, right?"

Kaldur nodded, "Very well." He then called out to the various train digimon, "Who is first?"

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Kaldur chuckled at that. "I suppose it would have been a little incongruous if I had suggested I had fire abilities."

He had finished hosing his Trailmon down but it seemed Gizamon had vanished. He looked around. Surely she hadn't been that upset about his attack with the hose? It was an after thought that prompted him to look up, mostly from being around Robin on a regular basis. There, squatting on top of a nearby Trailmon was Gizamon. She had a bucket filled with water and an evil smirk of her own. "Revenge! HAHAHA"

Kaldur didn't get a chance to dodge as Gizamon threw the bucket of water at Kaldur, but thankfully she held on to the bucket. Hopefully Terra wasn't standing too close to get doused as well.

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The sudden flash of water! Terra gasps with a laugh and a grin and leaps to the side. The water only splashes her shoes. So therefore, she feels absolutely and completely justified in cracking the heck up at the event.

Despite the unexpected shower, Kaldur managed not to sputter...too much. He wiped the water from his eyes and frowned up at Gizamon. She stuck her tongue out at him in reply, "Oh come on. You were totally asking for it"

He couldn't stay mad because Gizamon had a point. That and Terra's laughter certainly wasn't helping. Kaldur's frown cracked into a smile, "I suppose I was. Are you going to do your job now, Gizamon?"

Gizamon waved at him dismissively, "Yeah, yeah. Lemme just go get my sponge again."

Kaldur watched her leave, "I see you did not get wet, Terra."

"Nope, I'm lucky that..." Terra's voice dies in her throat and she takes a step back. "Oh no. Kaldur. Kaldur, it's the Trailmon we're supposed to be washing, not each other--"

One of the Trailmon decided to pipe in, "Oh, don't mind us, you can get wet too."

"Yep, we don't mind dears."

Kaldur shrugged and added his own thoughts, "Robin explained a car wash to me once...I am fairly certain he said it was very likely that the workers get just as wet as the vehicles." This is what happens when Kaldur hangs around people like Robin or Wally for too long. With a playful smile he turns the hose on Terra, putting his thumb over the nozzle for maximum spray.

Gizamon, having fetched her sponge again, noticed this and laughed. "Hah! Get her Kaldur!"

At lesat he was nice enough to not soak her completely and Kaldur lowered the hose as soon as he was sure that he had at least gotten her wet.

"No, n--!!" Water. Behold, water. Terra's glad Kaldur didn't flood her with it, but her clothes are soggy and her hair's wet. She spits out water and wrings out a strand.

"Terra! Look, Terra, I scrubbed up a Trailmon, I-- whoa..." Gotsumon comes prancing over, observing the two wet teenagers. "What happened to you?"

A quiet, blank stare aimed at Gotsumon.

And then Terra's turned her hose on him too, leading to him squeaking and jumping, trying to get away from it.

Kaldur is as close to laughing as he usually gets: a light chuckle and a genuine smile. Clearly he is amused by your soaking wet look there. "Do not worry, I brought towels just in case."

Now begs the question as to whether or not he had this planned from the start. You're not likely to get an answer though, only a smile.

Gizamon has no such qualms and her laughter practically brings her to tears when Terra gets Gotsumon wet as well. If she wasn't already on four legs Kaldur couldn't help but wonder if she would fall over from laughing as hard as she was. Instead, Gizamon managed to pull herself together and wiped a tear from her eye, "Oh man...that was great. Hahaha, Gotsumon you should have seen your face."

A whine from the little mineral Digimon sounds as Terra turns back the hose. "Not fair, not fair! It wasn't funny! It wasn't!"

Meanwhile, Terra's raising an eyebrow at Kaldur. Did he plan this indeed. Well. She sighs. "Naw, Gots, it was pretty funny, but I can show you something else amusing."

"...Huh?"

She sprays her hose at Kaldur and Gizamon, intermittently.

Water fight, ahoy.

To Terra's credit neither Gizamon or Kaldur saw this coming. Kaldur gasped in surprise from the action and Gizamon yelped. Not that either were hurt or even bothered by the water, it was really out of surprise more so than anything else. It didn't take long for the aquatic pair to retaliate. Kaldur brought the hose back to bear on Terra while Gizamon decided to try a soak everyone approach. She tilted her head back and blasted water into the air from her mouth, "Water Shot!"

The jet of water flew up into the air and, of course, started falling down on everyone in the train yard like rain.

In response, Terra lets out a cackle of laughter and tries to aim so the water from her hose and Kaldur's collide, which creates a back-spray for both of them. It keeps splashing in her face and several strands of wet hair are stuck to her forehead, but she doesn't stop. With Gizamon's water, it's kind of futile to fight against getting wet anyway.

Gotsumon's a wimp, though, he yelps and charges inside a Trailmon for cover, to which the Digimon protests, "Hey, hey, water on the outside, not in!"

Kaldur laughs as well and after a few more minutes of spray finally calls out. "Don't you think we should perhaps get back on task now? The Trailmon may get upset if we keep this up much longer."

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And Terra follows suit, ringing out her hair with a grin. "Hey, you started it, dude. Toss me one of those towels."

"True enough." And now he was ending it. After all they were here for a job, as fun as it may be. He picked up a towel and tossed it to Terra. He then looked to the Trailmon that Gotsumon had fled towards. "It is alright. We're done now."

As Terra dries herself off, Gotsumon retreats from the grumpy Trailmon.

"You sure better be!" It shakes off, as much as a Trailmon can.

"Guess we got a little carried away." Terra wipes some water from her face.

Kaldur gave Trailmon an apologetic look. "I apologize Trailmon. We will make sure you are dry and clean before we leave." He hoped that would be enough and would make sure he would follow up on the agreement.

Though the Trailmn grumbles a little, it seems this is pacifying enough.

Terra's dry enough, or just about, wrapping the towel around her hair, and she picks up the hose again, spraying the offending Trailmon on a light setting. "How's that? Better?"

A nice pleasurable sound says it is.

Kaldur nods appreciatively and then turns to another Trailmon himself. Gizamon is back with sudsy, bubbly water and ready to work. "We should have water fights more often, Kal," she remarks as she squeezes the soap and hands the sponge over to him. Apparently she wants to switch jobs. Kaldur obliges and heads over to start scrubbing while she waits with the hose.

"Perhaps occasionally. Although we have other matters to worry about too."

The mood sours. Gotsumon settles back into scrubbing another Trailmon.

"Yeah," Terra murmurs, barely audible over the water. She raises her voice. "Saving the world stuff."

There's a pause in his movements as if he detects the sobering mood. He considers it a moment and then continues scrubbing at a Trailmon that looks a little like a lobster. "It's a heavy burden, but it can be easier to bear if we all work together to achieve it."

The water dies down as Terra looks over the Trailmon, nodding to Gotsumon that he can scrub it down. "One good thing, huh? 'Least there are a lot of us. ...Wonder if that means it'll be harder to do.

"Well, that might explain why there are people who are still arriving even now. Whatever pulls us here is still...calling out to others in the various worlds that exist out there." He hoped that meant that eventually they would have enough people, but Terra had a point. It might be an exceptionally difficult task if the Digital World or whoever was summoning them felt that there was need for so many of them.

Kaldur finished scrubbing the Trailmon and stepped back. "Hose him down Gizamon." His digimon obliged.

Terra begins to spray another Trailmon. "Maybe they want at least one person from every world? ...Naw, that's probably silly."

Kaldur smirks, "That would be a lot of people if you consider the fact that it is likely the number of universes or worlds out there is perhaps infinite." It stood to reason anyway. Kaldur didn't know for sure but he certainly doubted they needed a representative from every world.

"I thought that was all science-fiction...but not like we can really talk anymore. ...Or before, really." Her life's filled with powers and heroes and villains and people who turn into sludge monsters when they're awake, she sort of lost the right to brush anything off as science-fiction a long time ago.

"Terra. We are washing monsters that take on the appearance of living train engines alongside a monster made of rock and a monster that looks like no sea animal I have encountered before. What portion of that does not strike you as science fiction." He pauses and then adds, "Besides the fact that it is clearly not fiction."

Oh Kaldur, you and your sarcasm. But she also has a point about "before." "If there existence is possible. If the people we have met here are to be believed...then I can't help but also believe there are an infinite number of worlds out there with varying degrees of strange that even you and I might have trouble accepting at first. I don't think we get to use that term any more." He probably lost the right a long time ago anyway considering by most people's standards he's from a mythical kingdom that shouldn't possibly exist and that includes merpeople...among other things.

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