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Who: Ruffnut and YOU
What: Exploring what's beneath Tree-top Isle
Where: Tree-top Isle
When: During the great migration

Ruffnut had been enjoying the trip for the most part. Lots of new places to see and things to explore.

She'd lost track of Hiccup completely which was...irritating but not a complete loss. Sometimes he just wasn't as much fun as he could be.

And so arriving on Tree-Top Isle she'd instantly been curious about the darkness that lurked beneath them. With Chuumon's help she'd purchased some supplies including a spear and the duo were walking along the edge of the platforms trying to find a way down.

"So what would happen if I dropped you?" She inquired eying him up, clearly not joking.

Chuumon looked decidedly pale. "I'd die and turn into an egg you brat! Don't just up and kill me for no reason! "

Ruffnut didn't seem bothered "And if I jumped with both of us? Wouldn't you have to like...get bigger to save us?"

Chuumon groaned and buried his face in his paws. "That's not an easy win. Come on think! What if I digivolve into something without wings? We'll both just go splat."

"Well yeah but then what? It's not like we'd stay dead. We'd just wind up in wherever all the dead guys here go."

She failed to see the problem.

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"Wouldn't it just be easier to find a ladder or stairs," Yang observes.

She hasn't been standing there long. In fact, she'd only just arrived. She has a large yellow ball tucked under one arm and a Bearmon standing just behind her. The Bearmon looks to be avoiding the pair. The strange thing however is that the yellow ball under her arm seems to quiver occasionally...like it might be alive.

Yang continues, "You're talking about going to the forest floor right? Sounds like it might be fun."

The Bearmon steps closer and pulls gently at Yang's skirt. She looks down at him and smiles, "Oh relax. The Trailmon said we'd be here awhile. Ruby can wait a little bit longer."

"Yeah!" Ruffnut brightened and offered a crooked smile.

"The locals say it's dangerous down there so that sounds like the perfect excuse to me." She looks almost smug of this decision.

"You can tag along if you want. Got any weapons on ya?"

Chuumon meanwhile had scrabbled onto Ruff's helmet and was looking intently at the yellow ball.

Bearmon does not look pleased by the notion of dangerous. In fact, his frown deepens into a more pronounced scowl. The yellow ball, meanwhile, makes a muffled protest. However, it is impossible to determine what it is saying. Yang holds up her free hand, showing off the yellow gauntlet on her arm, "Just this. The rounds don't work, but it's still heavy enough that it would probably knock a few teeth out with the right punch."

She beams and adjusts the ball on her hip, looking down at Chuumon, "This is Armadillomon, though I call him Porridge. I think he'd like to go to the forest floor just to get down from these heights...apparently he doesn't like them much."

The ball makes a muffled sound that can be interpreted as one of agreement as he quivers again.

Ruffnut leaned in with a curious expression as she studied the gauntlet "Rounds? Like...it shoots stuff?" That sounded like something Hiccup would come up with.

Straightening up Ruffnut pointed at herself. "I'm Ruffnut, that's Chuumon." Then she looked curious and rolled her eyes up like she could see him perched on her helmet. "Hey should I give you a new name too? Everyone else does it."

Chuumon grinned a crooked toothy grin "Oooo yeah! How about, "Deathmonger" or "Nightterror" or ooo! Ooo! How about, "The eternal tormentor?"

Ruffnut looked unimpressed and held up a finger pointing it at the little pink mouse. "His name is Chedderhead."

"Chedderhead" was so underwhelmed by his new title he promptly fell off her helmet and bounced on the ground.

"Yeah...well sort of," Yang wasn't quite sure how to start explaining the gauntlets she wore. It was easier to demonstrate these kinds of things, but of course she COULDN'T because the stupid things weren't working properly. Oh well.

She quietly watched the exchange between the little pink rat and the girl. She grinned when the name was decided. "I think it works."

Yang then turned to look over the edge again, "So are we going to head down or what?"

"Yeah!" Ruffnut clenched a fist dramatically and grinned with a wild gleam in her eye. "Let's find those stairs!" She pumped the fist in the air and took off running along the wooden walkways.

Chedderhead had to cling to the horn on her helmet as he bounced and bucked trying not to be thrown by her enthusiasm.

Sure enough there were some stairs, rickety old wooden things, they had clearly not been used in some time. Old dead leaves littered the steps.

"Think this might go down far enough?" She wondered out loud, already starting down the stairs with reckless abandon.

Yang blinked as she suddenly took off running. "H-hey! Wait up!" Yang had expected her to just go running off, but it's not likely she couldn't catch up. It was a good thing Yang wasn't afraid of heights like her partner.

She did give the stairs a questioning look before deciding they may as well try them. Hadn't she suggested they take the stairs down anyway? Granted she hadn't expected the stairs to look quite THIS bad. Oh well, no sense backing out now. "If not, maybe they'll at least take us down to some branches we can use or even other stairways. I'm still surprised these digimon have never been to the forest floor. I mean, don't they ever get the least bit curious?"

"Digimon are weird." Ruffnut agreed as she scurried and stomped down the stairs enjoying the dangerous groaning sounds the wood made "They don't think things through like me!"

Chedderhead started laughing at this uncontrollably showing his opinion on just how much Ruffnut thought anything through.

Yang didn't know this girl well enough, but she had a feeling that the second statement was a lie. So she laughed, briefly, even as she was following her down. "Yeah, sure."

The groaning and shouting drowned out the groaning and whimpering of the armadillomon ball under her arm. He'd be fine once they reached the ground, but just the thought of falling from the stairs was making him sick.

Then the next few minutes were likely to scare a few years off his Digicore.

A shudder rippled through the stairs hard enough to make Ruffnut back up against the base of the tree that the stairs were wrapped around. Another shudder caused the stairs to buck underneath them.

"What the heck was that!?" The blond viking whispered as a silence seemed to settle over the area. Not even the wind whistling through the trees or the bustling city above them could be heard.

"Woah!" Yang gasped as she felt the stairs shudder hard and she caught at the tree to keep her balance. She didn't close her eyes, but she did press herself against the tree and was even now looking for the nearest branch she could possibly jump to if need be. That was way more violent than the rocking from before. Even when it stopped she could feel the Armadillomon under her arm shuddering violently. She winced and looked down at Bearmon. His eyes were wide, but otherwise he didn't look too afraid.

Seeing that her partners were in one piece she looked back to the girl next to her. "Not sure. Maybe something big hit the tree below us..." Not that that was reassuring. She glanced back above her, "Did we really come that far down to not hear the city any more?"

"Well..." Ruffnut looked thoughtful for a moment. "Clearly they want us to come down. Might as well give em what they want!" With a manic smile she straddled the wobbly railing that circled the stairs with the staircase and began sliding down butt first with a proud viking cheer and Chedderhead screaming in a panic as he clung to her braids trying not to be let go.

The blonde stares for a moment. See, she thought SHE was pretty gung-ho and ready to jump into the action. Ruffnut was seriously showing her up. Yang is also a little concerned that the thing attacking the tree is trying to get them down for a very bad reason...like knocking food out of a tree. But, she's not about to let the other girl show her up. Besides, she agreed to come down.

"You're not seriously," Honey begins but Yang just grabs his paw with her free hand, the one not clutching an armadilloball to her, and hops onto the rail.

"Come on!"

Faster and faster they flew down the railing till the speed and weight of their bodies made it ripple and sway. Ruffnut's manic laughter and Chedderheads cries filled the air as they plunged into the darkness at the base of the trees.

With a creaking and a groan the railing decided it could take no more and began to snap, peeling away from the stairs and sending the viking and her Digimon tumbling the remaining twenty feet to the ground. Would Yang and Honey be able to hold on to the rapidly deteriorating railing as it swung free of the stairs?

"YAAAAANG!" Honey yells, suddenly not caring WHO hears him apparently.

"Hahahaha!" Yang started laughing as she suddenly found herself in the air. She grabs for her partner, keeping a tight hold on the partner already under her arm, "Hold on! We're going to find a landing strategy."

Honey's paw wraps around Yang's waist and the other shoots out to dig into the bark with his claws. He slows their fall a bit and Yang helps to guide them down towards the forest floor. She spies a nearby tree branch and pushes off from the trunk to jump at it. She grabs at it with her only free hand and swings down from it. Honey and Yang manuevar themselves the remaining feet with a combination of his bear claws and Yang's jumping. She's clearly done something similar to this and doesn't seem to sweat the drop too much. Once she's closer she drops the rest of the way, releasing her digimon and tucking and rolling into a crouched position.

Honey sits up, adjusting his hat. Meanwhile, the ball that is Armadillomon starts to stir and unrolls himself finally. "Are we down yet," he asks, peeking and still looking shaken.

Yang stands, "Yeup. Man that was fun." She looks around for the viking girl, "You okay Ruffnut? Chedderhead?"

Ruffnut was rubbing her head and laughing as she found her helmet laying on the ground near her. Chedderhead's eyes were spinning and a puff of smoke escaped his mouth in a daze.

"That was amazing!"

"Yeah it was pretty impressive!" A voice laughed from behind them and the viking twisted around to see who was laughing at her.

A large group of Numemon surrounded them, and the tree. Many of them were holding axes and the tree the stairs had been wrapped around showed obvious signs of having been hacked at. Had they actually been trying to chop down the giant tree?!

"Never seen a tree that has living fruit before!" Another commented licking his lips with a slobbery tongue.

Yang and Honey both turn at the new voice. Yang makes a face when she sees the slimey green thing but tries to turn it into a smile. A wincing, not very convincing smile, "Uh...hello."

Armadillomon, now fully out of ball-form, looks around them. He's turning in a circle, "Wow. There sure are a lot of you guys."

Yang raises an eyebrow at the axes they seem to have. "So is this like the forest floor welcoming committee? Because I have to say, the axes are kind of ruining the image guys."

Her partners exchange a look and both of them step in front of her. They know the reputation of Numemon. They don't want to see Yang get hurt. "I think ya'll are confused. We aren't fruit," Armadillomon says.

The Numemon seem confused as they turned to face one another whispering and babbling in an explosion of noise before turning back to face them. One is shoved forward to speak as Ruffnut hauls herself to her feet.

"You say you are not fruit, but isn't it true that those two there are full of red juice?"

Chuumon sat up sharply laughing in a manic way "That's blood you mold spores! Human's have blood juice inside them!"

That earned alot of crooked twisted smiles and wicked gleams in their eyes as the Numemon started inching forward.

Ruffnut for a moment seemed mildly distressed. "That...might not have been the best thing to say."

Yang had a sinking feeling in her stomach. The idea of being filled with red juice and these guys wanted it was just gross. So of course when Chuumon has to go and ruin it both she and her partners shoot him a vicious look.

"No kidding," Yang mutters, she shakes out her wrists and the gauntlets extend up her arms. She's more than ready for a fight against a bunch of overgrown slugs with sharp pointy things. "But they won't be getting us that easily. Just try it slime balls." Following her cue, Honey and Porridge both take up fighting stances.

And then...things got disgusting.

It was impossible to tell who threw the first blob. But pink sludge began flying from every Numemon not carrying an axe. And it smelled...oh did it ever smell. It burned at the nose and made eyes water. Those with weak stomachs would no doubt be retching from the scent.

Ruffnut of course simply groaned and waved her hand "Poop!? Really you guys throw your poop? Even barbarians don't do that!" But she was forced to dive out of the way of a flurry of the gunk as Chedderhead returned fire with exploding cheese bombs that only mixed the scent of melted cheese with the horrible stench.

With a yelp Yang ducks the first blob that comes whizzing by her head. It makes a squelching sound as it hits the tree behind her and she turns to see what it was. Her eyes widen, "Oh gross! I didn't mean you were literal slime balls!" But it is too late to take back her words.

"Yang! Watch out!" Porridge cries and knocks himself into Yang as another ball of poo flies straight at her.

While Porridge goes on the defense, Honey takes up the offensive. He dodges another of the flying poo balls and rushes the closest Numemon to him, "Bear Fist!" His paw connects with the side of the unsuspecting Numemon's face and he goes flying. Honey smirks in triumphant, but doesn't realize that while the Numemon may be weak there are a lot around them. Three more slide up to and around Honey, a few even with axes, to take him on. Meanwhile, Porridge and Yang attempt to avoid flying poo.

Honey's fur bristles and he whirls on them. Anger flashes in his eyes at the abuse his partner is suffering. He growls, even louder, "Beast Attack!"

Ruffnut is not doing so well.

For all her energy and enthusiasm she lacks skill in combat, and so as such she's spending most of this time scrambling for cover as a flurry of disgusting smelly pink poop is hurled after her by the equally disgusting smelly slugs. A trio of them with axes are chasing her.

Meanwhile Chedderhead has clung to her back and is flinging cheese bombs one at a time trying to slow down the axe wielding Numemon.

"Why don't you get bigger like other Digimon!" Ruffnut gasped through panting breathes as she dodged around a smaller tree.

"Why don't you!?" Chedderhead cursed as the Numemon slithered around his bombs before they exploded.

Yang sits up and looks over at Porridge, "This is going well, huh?" Her digimon just stares at her, a look of horror on his face. Yang sniffs and frowns as her eyes move down to confirm what her nose picks up. Among the golden hair falling over her shoulder is a smudge of bright pink goo. Yang's fist clench, "Oh. No they did NOT!"

"Yang! No what are you doing!" Porridge cries out but it's too late. Yang yells in rage and throws herself from out of the tree's cover. She slams her fist into the nearest Numemon, even as it is arming itself with more poo. The poo splats on the ground, but Yang's fist does not seem to have as much effect on the gelatinous creature as she would like.

"Huh?" She blinks in confusion.

The Numemon lolls his tongue out and licks at Yang's fist, "Hmm. Tasty."

"GROSS! GET OFF!" Yang punches again, attempting to throw the creature off.

Meanwhile, Honey seems to be feeding off of Yang's rage. Honey's growl is practically a roar and he swipes his paws, stopping an ax in mid-stroke. He throws the ax aside and slams his claws into the Numemon. Honey looks up, however, when he hears Yang's cry. "Yang!"

Several Numemon slip up to get between Yang and Honey. Porridge curls up into a ball and rushes at the group, ready to help his miniature team, "Rolling Stone!" He bowls over the slippery Champion digimon. "Honey! Help Yang!"

Honey nods, pushing his hat forward as he moves to save Yang. Sorry Chedderhead and Ruffnut, you're on your own for now.

The less then Dynamic duo were backed up against one of the trees as the wicked smirking beasts slithered forward.

"Blood Juice. Blood Juice. BLOOD JUICE!" They chanted as their brought up their Axes.

Then like a bolt from the blue...

"Noble Heart!"

A flaming ball flew through the air distracting the Numemon before it landed in front of Ruffnut and Chedderhead. It rose to it's feet revealing itself to be a Flamon with a gentle voice.

"You um...should really consider what you both really want." She remarked glancing over her shoulder. "And have enough pride not to lose to such an unfortunate collection of fools."

Ruffnut and Chedderhead were stunned as their apparent hero turned to face the now angry mob and performed a spin, creating a ring of fire with her tail to buy them some time.

Yang is surrounded and it would seem that the Numemon can take her punches fairly well. Her eyes are wide with panic, but it's very clear that the girl is not going to go down without a fight. She screams in a mix of panic, frustration, and rage.

And then there is a bright light erupting from her digivice. Honey's form glows too and he shifts, dropping on to all fours and growing larger by the second.

"Bearmon digivolve to...Grizzlymon.

The Numemon cry out in pain now, temporarily blinded by the light and cannot see the large purple bear rushing towards them. They hear him though because Honey makes a bellowing roar the reverberates through the nearby trees. Some of the Numemon attempted to flee but those with weapons turn to strike at the newly evolved bear digimon. Honey raised an armored paw and swiped at them, sending them and the axes flying in all directions.

Yang looked up, not fully comprehending what just happened at first. Honey is...big now. Really, really big and kind of terrifying. She found herself grinning. It was AWESOME. Yang turned her gaze to the forest floor and picked up one of the discarded axes.

It was time for round two.

Meanwhile, taking refuge behind the flames Ruffnut had picked up Chuumon and was shaking him.

"Come on come on! What do we both want!?" She demanded.

"I want to blow these guys up!" Chuumon whined.

"Me too!" Ruffnut gasped, elated.

The Flamon just sighed.

"Yeah! In a big explosion right? Bigger then the biggest cheese bomb!" Chuumon continued and started to glow.

"Even bigger!" Ruffnut agreed. "Let's blow the whole forest up!!!"

In a flash of light that knocked Ruffnut back, Chuumon finally evolved into a short but round Digimon, much larger then he had been.

"Chuumon Digivolve to BOMBER NANIMON!"

His voice even changed dramatically from a squeaky mouse to a deep baritone.

"AW YEAH! Look at me baby! I am a hunk of burning love!"

This was in fact true...as he had a fuse on his head and the flames surrounding them had lit it.

Having seen both evolutions, Porridge has a sinking feeling about what is about to happen. He turns to tell Yang that they might be in trouble. Only he hesitates because his partner is climbing up on the back of Honey's new form and swinging the ax almost expertly. Both Yang and Honey let out roars of triumph and start chasing after the Numemon that had been attempting to do them harm.

Porridge looks back to the Bomber Nanimon with a lit fuse and cries after Yang. "Uh...Yang...Yang! We might need to get out of here!"

Yang isn't listening though, too consumed by her need for a fight and wanting to teach these Numemon a thing or two. It seems that Honey has also lost it since he's just slashing and stomping on any Numemon in his path.

"Great...they've lost it," Porridge mutters.

And that was as true as could be. Bomber Nanimon was scattering bombs left and right, producing them from out of no where and throwing them at the screaming scrambling Numemon. Ruffnut even got in on the action chasing one with an axe she had stolen.

But that fuse was ticking down and after only thirty seconds he looked confused before exploding in a brilliant light and a wave of heat and flames that washed over the entire battle field. Ruffnut let out a yelp before being overwhelmed by the fire and vanishing in the smoke that followed.

Porridge's eyes remain on the slowly dwindling fuse and he makes a decision. "Slamming attack!" He throws himself at Grizzlymon's head in an attempt to snap him out of his blood lust.

Grizzlymon grunts and brings a paw to his face, ripping Armadillomon off and looks about ready to maul HIM but then blinks. "Porridge? What's the problem," he growls in a deep voice.

Porridge looks to the left and yelps, "GET DOWN!"

Honey rolls over with Yang protected by his bulk and armor, his fur getting singed in the process.

As the ringing in their ears settled and the heat began to dissipate smoke rose out of the way and revealed most of the Numemon either gone or out cold.

And Ruffnut flat on her back, helmet laying nearby. Chedderhead was no where to be seen.

It was a grim scene to be sure. She was singed and burnt, the tips of her braids still smoldering.

The newly evolved bear was on his feet first, shaking himself out and looking down at Yang. "Yang," he growled, "are you okay?"

Yang pushed herself up, coughing as smoke and ash drifted around her. Luckily nothing on her person was on fire, though it wouldn't have been the first time. "I'm fine...what the heck was that?"

"The girl's partner exploded," Porridge piped up, lurking near Yang's feet and looking in the direction of Ruffnut.

"Seriously?"

When Porridge nods Yang looks in the direction of the girl before moving towards her. There are no more Numemon around so she hopes the battle is over. "Hey! Ruffnut! Are you okay?" Yang bends down and scoops up the helmet as she approaches. Porridge and Honey remain on guard for any remaining enemies.

Ruffnut was still till they got closer and when they were at her side she coughed out a puff of smoke and opened her eyes. Her face twisted into a crooked grin.

"That. Was. Awesome!" She groaned. "My back is KILLING me!" She laughed as if that was a good thing.

A whimper and groan from under her prompted her to roll to the side and reveal the reason she was uncomfortable was she had landed on Chedderhead.

The Flamon who had saved them came shuffling out from behind a tree and stood by shyly not sure what she should be doing now that the battle was over.

Yang blinks. This girl just keep reacting in ways that she does not anticipate and it keeps throwing her off. It at least answered her question: aside from still being insane, Ruffnut was okay.

Yang relaxes and holds out the helmet, "Well. I'm glad that despite exploding we're all in one piece."

Honey lumbers over with Porridge and the Armadillomon notices the Flamon hanging out nearby, "Yeah, but you guys had some help if you don't remember. Hello."

Ruffnut takes the helmet with a satisfied smile while the Flamon makes a nervous squeak at being addressed. She waves shyly.

"Oh um...hi. Yeah I um...I was just looking for someone and saw you guys in trouble so...yeah...hi."

"You said that already." Chedderhead commented and Ruffnut just laughed. "Looking for who?"

"My chosen." She commented rubbing her arm anxiously.

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