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[ opening scene: the outside of a school gymnasium, abandoned for some time, about 2 stories tall with some windows, 2 small doors on the exterior corners; a small section of the ceiling is missing, causing some weathering of the bleachers, with some weeds and moss finding purchase; outside, the building has some vines up its walls. It's detached from the school, with a covered walkway leading to the building from other smaller buildings, vines and other wild vegetation making it quite apparent this school has not been used in some time ]
[ Teasel and Rooth are approaching one of the gymnasium doors ]
Teasel: [looking about the area] "Why're we here again?"
Rooth: "I told you already, we need a secluded and big enough place where we can fight!" [enters building]
Teasel: [sighs as he follows] "Y'know when Digimon fight there's this weird digital fog thing that obscures everything from the outside world, right?"
Rooth: [straight-faced] "Yes, and?"
Teasel: [blinks, incredulous] "I ..." [blinks again, then shakes his head] "Ok, but why do we need to fight?"
Rooth: [juts his coffee forward toward Teasel] "Because you insulted my coffee and in-pruned [sic] my honor!"
Teasel: [blinks] "What does that even mean? Besides, I said it wasn't bad!"
Rooth: [shocked] "Double blasphemy! It is far beyond not bad!" [holds his coffee cup high above his head, gazing up at it respectfully] "This growffee recipe has been handed down for GENERATIONS! By calling it ... THAT ... you have in-pruned my ancesteresses ..eces?.. who worked tirelessly and wrecklessly to find a means to make coffee better. In the olden days, it started out not awful, but then became not terrible, and not bad, and one day they achieved okay, and my gramma made it good! My life's goal has been to elevate it to the level of ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE CAN I PLEASE HAVE ANOTHER! I only made it to 'pretty good' so far, but 'not bad' is an insult I cannot stand for, my good friend. Prepare yourself!"
Teasel: [matter-of-factly] "You're just manufacturing a dramatic reason to have a fight, aren't you?"
Rooth: [shakes his head] "No!" [stares blankly a moment] "Maybe." [lowers the coffee] [gathers his will a moment]
Teasel: [sighs, regards his friend a moment, then .. simultaneously] "I'm sorry I called it not bad. It--"
Rooth: [simultaneously] "I summon you, Renamon!"
Tesael: "--really is pretty good."
Rooth: [as Renamon ninja-like appears out of the darkness] "Oh, uh ... thanks? But it's on now."
Renamon: [appearing out of the darkness as she does] "I'm always nearby. You don't have to summon me. You're thinking Pok--"
Rooth: [righteously] "And yet, here you are."
Renamon: [raises a finger to make a point] [sighs] [lowers hand] "I am."
Rooth: [looks at Teasel] "Summon your 'mon, and prepare for battle!"
Teasel: [paws raised in a 'there there' gesture to placate the insane roo] "I really don't wanna fight you, Rooth. Can't we just settle this in a game or something? How 'bout some Super Smash Brothers?"
Rooth: [righteously] "My honor must be un-in-pruned!"
Teasel: [sighs] "Sorry Gabumon, I guess we're doing this."
Gabumon: [sighs, coming out from behind Teasel] "Why do you even hang out with this guy?"
Rooth: [hands coffee to Renamon] "Hold this, Rena. I have to prepare."
Renamon: [takes the coffee] [eyes coffee curiously] [eyes Gabumon] "Hello, my friend."
Gabumon: [brightens] "Hey Renamon! Think you can get him to call this off?"
Renamon: "Usually he is easily distracted by coffee, but that is already his focus." [leans in to whisper to Gabumon] "Skirmish mode activate."
Gabumon: [nods sagely, and looks about shiftily] "Skirmish mode activate."
Teasel: [gets an idea] [pulls out a single card from his deck] "I'll give ya one last chance, Rooth. Accept my apology, or face my ultimate card."
Rooth: [astonished, a bit fearful] "You have .. an ultimate card? I ... I can't even ... that's impossible!"
Teasel: [blinks] "It's more than possible, it's right here. NOW will you stand down?" [holds up his card, face still concealed, but the back looks like every other card]
Rooth: [summoning his strength, takes a deep breath] "I cannot, good sir. For all my coffeecestors, I must un-in-prune!" [flips through his cards, with puzzled concentration, as one might look upon a complicated M:tG hand]
Renamon: [sniffs at the coffee]
Rooth: [fans his cards out - all of them are identical 'grow' cards, except one is labeled 'coffee break', and another labeled 'pose']
Teasel: [headtilts at Rooth, not noticing Renamon] "What are you doing? We all know what you're gonna choose."
Rooth: "Shhhh, I have to concentrate." [reduces fan to 3 cards, all 'grow']
Gabumon: [headtilts at Renamon, similar to Teasel's headtilt] "Is it .. 'pretty good'?"
Renamon: [shrugs, and takes a sip]
Rooth: [trimuphant] "Aha!! I found it! My Penultimate card! Prepare yourself, heathen!" [prepares to swipe it]
Teasel: [rolls his eyes, and prepares his card, showing it to Gabumon]
Gabumon: [sees Teasel's card, and laughs]
Renamon: [tilts the coffee cup back to drink a bit more, and mmmms] "It's actually pretty--" [startled look as she begins feeling the effects of the 'growfee', growing slightly larger already]
Rooth: [swipes his "grow" card dramatically] "Grow get him, Renamon!"
Gabumon: [simultaneous] "That was terrible."
Teasel: [simultaneous] "That was terrible."
Renamon: "Yipe!" [Renamon, very startled now, as the dual growth effects multiply and she quickly grows to the height of the gymnasium and continues]
Rooth: [in awe, gazing up, dumbstruck as her foot grows toward him] "Woooah, it really WAS penultimate!"
Teasel: [worried, but also intrigued] "She's .. not stopping!?" [moves to get out of her way]
Gabumon: [leaps into the air to dodge her enormous tail] "Blue cyclone!" [turns into a small tornado that flies up toward the ceiling]
Renamon: [wincing, crouches to avoid growing through the ceiling, but her growth is so fast she is forced to sit as her legs grow out from under her, her growing torso soon pressing her shoulders against the far wall, head brushing the ceiling, one foot catching Rooth accidentally and pushing against the backboard at one end, trapping Rooth against it; her other foot bumps Gabumon-tornado with her toe, breaking him out of that form, and Teasel winds up trapped beneath her rump ] "Help?" [worried, slightly embarrassed grin]
Gabumon: [sprawls on Renamon’s toe] "Woah, she's way too big for blue blaster now."
Rooth: [pinned, gasping for breath, his 2 other grow cards scattered] "Too ... penultimate!"
Teasel: [gasps from underbutt, looks over at Rooth] "Here's another fine mess you've gotten us into."
Renamon: [still growing, stuffing the small gymnasium, pokes a hole through the roof with her hand, smothers bleachers with her other, breaking off the backboard from its post and pressing Rooth against the wall, lifts butt slightly to keep from crushing Teasel, filling every available space with tailfluff, ears flattening against ceiling, widening hips squeeze bleachers shut row by row]
Rooth: [gasping, pinned to the wall] "I .. am .. tri .. um .. phant!"
Teasel: [squirms from underbutt, only to be pushed forward by its speedy swelling] "Sure Rooth, sure."
Gabumon: [climbs up Renamon's arm and escapes through the ceiling hole]
Renamon: "There, done." [briefly relieved] "Wait, no.." [growth continues, head pokes through ceiling, shoulders topple wall behind her, knees lift up roof sections, feet and tail pop out the side wall, ejecting Rooth and Teasel]
Gabumon: [on Renamon's hand above the gym] "I can see our house from here!"
Teasel: [brushing himself off and looking behind him at the sight] "Awwww. That was actually kind of fun!"
Rooth: [scrambling out from the debris] "What's .. higher than .. penultimate?"
Renamon: [still growing, curled up, hugging her legs, Gabumon now on her head; her tail curled around her legs, trying to seem as small as possible despite further enlarging, over a dozen stories tall even seated .. butt and paws completely smothering the space where the gymnasium stood, bundles of debris piled around her feet and butt as they continue growing outward] "Rooth…” [serious, with slight resign] “it is time."
Rooth: [looks up in awe, then nods sagely] "You're right, Renamon. You always have the best advice for me. I really appreciate you, and I'm sorry to make you fight."
Renamon: [still growing, smiles warmly at Rooth, and nods her head, the best 'bow' she can do in her current predicament]
Rooth: [takes a breath, and with grim sincerity] "I unsummon you, Renamon!"
Renamon: [blinks] "Umm.."
Teasel: [looks at Rooth disappointedly] "How are you a tamer."
Gabumon: [waves from Renamon's head] "There are lots of lights coming this way!"
Rooth: "OH! I know!" [pulls out the coffee break card] "Renamon, take a break!" [goes to swipe it, realizes his Digivice is somewhere in the debris] “Uhoh, umm” [whistles] “Here, Digivice!”
[ Teasel and Rooth are approaching one of the gymnasium doors ]
Teasel: [looking about the area] "Why're we here again?"
Rooth: "I told you already, we need a secluded and big enough place where we can fight!" [enters building]
Teasel: [sighs as he follows] "Y'know when Digimon fight there's this weird digital fog thing that obscures everything from the outside world, right?"
Rooth: [straight-faced] "Yes, and?"
Teasel: [blinks, incredulous] "I ..." [blinks again, then shakes his head] "Ok, but why do we need to fight?"
Rooth: [juts his coffee forward toward Teasel] "Because you insulted my coffee and in-pruned [sic] my honor!"
Teasel: [blinks] "What does that even mean? Besides, I said it wasn't bad!"
Rooth: [shocked] "Double blasphemy! It is far beyond not bad!" [holds his coffee cup high above his head, gazing up at it respectfully] "This growffee recipe has been handed down for GENERATIONS! By calling it ... THAT ... you have in-pruned my ancesteresses ..eces?.. who worked tirelessly and wrecklessly to find a means to make coffee better. In the olden days, it started out not awful, but then became not terrible, and not bad, and one day they achieved okay, and my gramma made it good! My life's goal has been to elevate it to the level of ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE CAN I PLEASE HAVE ANOTHER! I only made it to 'pretty good' so far, but 'not bad' is an insult I cannot stand for, my good friend. Prepare yourself!"
Teasel: [matter-of-factly] "You're just manufacturing a dramatic reason to have a fight, aren't you?"
Rooth: [shakes his head] "No!" [stares blankly a moment] "Maybe." [lowers the coffee] [gathers his will a moment]
Teasel: [sighs, regards his friend a moment, then .. simultaneously] "I'm sorry I called it not bad. It--"
Rooth: [simultaneously] "I summon you, Renamon!"
Tesael: "--really is pretty good."
Rooth: [as Renamon ninja-like appears out of the darkness] "Oh, uh ... thanks? But it's on now."
Renamon: [appearing out of the darkness as she does] "I'm always nearby. You don't have to summon me. You're thinking Pok--"
Rooth: [righteously] "And yet, here you are."
Renamon: [raises a finger to make a point] [sighs] [lowers hand] "I am."
Rooth: [looks at Teasel] "Summon your 'mon, and prepare for battle!"
Teasel: [paws raised in a 'there there' gesture to placate the insane roo] "I really don't wanna fight you, Rooth. Can't we just settle this in a game or something? How 'bout some Super Smash Brothers?"
Rooth: [righteously] "My honor must be un-in-pruned!"
Teasel: [sighs] "Sorry Gabumon, I guess we're doing this."
Gabumon: [sighs, coming out from behind Teasel] "Why do you even hang out with this guy?"
Rooth: [hands coffee to Renamon] "Hold this, Rena. I have to prepare."
Renamon: [takes the coffee] [eyes coffee curiously] [eyes Gabumon] "Hello, my friend."
Gabumon: [brightens] "Hey Renamon! Think you can get him to call this off?"
Renamon: "Usually he is easily distracted by coffee, but that is already his focus." [leans in to whisper to Gabumon] "Skirmish mode activate."
Gabumon: [nods sagely, and looks about shiftily] "Skirmish mode activate."
Teasel: [gets an idea] [pulls out a single card from his deck] "I'll give ya one last chance, Rooth. Accept my apology, or face my ultimate card."
Rooth: [astonished, a bit fearful] "You have .. an ultimate card? I ... I can't even ... that's impossible!"
Teasel: [blinks] "It's more than possible, it's right here. NOW will you stand down?" [holds up his card, face still concealed, but the back looks like every other card]
Rooth: [summoning his strength, takes a deep breath] "I cannot, good sir. For all my coffeecestors, I must un-in-prune!" [flips through his cards, with puzzled concentration, as one might look upon a complicated M:tG hand]
Renamon: [sniffs at the coffee]
Rooth: [fans his cards out - all of them are identical 'grow' cards, except one is labeled 'coffee break', and another labeled 'pose']
Teasel: [headtilts at Rooth, not noticing Renamon] "What are you doing? We all know what you're gonna choose."
Rooth: "Shhhh, I have to concentrate." [reduces fan to 3 cards, all 'grow']
Gabumon: [headtilts at Renamon, similar to Teasel's headtilt] "Is it .. 'pretty good'?"
Renamon: [shrugs, and takes a sip]
Rooth: [trimuphant] "Aha!! I found it! My Penultimate card! Prepare yourself, heathen!" [prepares to swipe it]
Teasel: [rolls his eyes, and prepares his card, showing it to Gabumon]
Gabumon: [sees Teasel's card, and laughs]
Renamon: [tilts the coffee cup back to drink a bit more, and mmmms] "It's actually pretty--" [startled look as she begins feeling the effects of the 'growfee', growing slightly larger already]
Rooth: [swipes his "grow" card dramatically] "Grow get him, Renamon!"
Gabumon: [simultaneous] "That was terrible."
Teasel: [simultaneous] "That was terrible."
Renamon: "Yipe!" [Renamon, very startled now, as the dual growth effects multiply and she quickly grows to the height of the gymnasium and continues]
Rooth: [in awe, gazing up, dumbstruck as her foot grows toward him] "Woooah, it really WAS penultimate!"
Teasel: [worried, but also intrigued] "She's .. not stopping!?" [moves to get out of her way]
Gabumon: [leaps into the air to dodge her enormous tail] "Blue cyclone!" [turns into a small tornado that flies up toward the ceiling]
Renamon: [wincing, crouches to avoid growing through the ceiling, but her growth is so fast she is forced to sit as her legs grow out from under her, her growing torso soon pressing her shoulders against the far wall, head brushing the ceiling, one foot catching Rooth accidentally and pushing against the backboard at one end, trapping Rooth against it; her other foot bumps Gabumon-tornado with her toe, breaking him out of that form, and Teasel winds up trapped beneath her rump ] "Help?" [worried, slightly embarrassed grin]
Gabumon: [sprawls on Renamon’s toe] "Woah, she's way too big for blue blaster now."
Rooth: [pinned, gasping for breath, his 2 other grow cards scattered] "Too ... penultimate!"
Teasel: [gasps from underbutt, looks over at Rooth] "Here's another fine mess you've gotten us into."
Renamon: [still growing, stuffing the small gymnasium, pokes a hole through the roof with her hand, smothers bleachers with her other, breaking off the backboard from its post and pressing Rooth against the wall, lifts butt slightly to keep from crushing Teasel, filling every available space with tailfluff, ears flattening against ceiling, widening hips squeeze bleachers shut row by row]
Rooth: [gasping, pinned to the wall] "I .. am .. tri .. um .. phant!"
Teasel: [squirms from underbutt, only to be pushed forward by its speedy swelling] "Sure Rooth, sure."
Gabumon: [climbs up Renamon's arm and escapes through the ceiling hole]
Renamon: "There, done." [briefly relieved] "Wait, no.." [growth continues, head pokes through ceiling, shoulders topple wall behind her, knees lift up roof sections, feet and tail pop out the side wall, ejecting Rooth and Teasel]
Gabumon: [on Renamon's hand above the gym] "I can see our house from here!"
Teasel: [brushing himself off and looking behind him at the sight] "Awwww. That was actually kind of fun!"
Rooth: [scrambling out from the debris] "What's .. higher than .. penultimate?"
Renamon: [still growing, curled up, hugging her legs, Gabumon now on her head; her tail curled around her legs, trying to seem as small as possible despite further enlarging, over a dozen stories tall even seated .. butt and paws completely smothering the space where the gymnasium stood, bundles of debris piled around her feet and butt as they continue growing outward] "Rooth…” [serious, with slight resign] “it is time."
Rooth: [looks up in awe, then nods sagely] "You're right, Renamon. You always have the best advice for me. I really appreciate you, and I'm sorry to make you fight."
Renamon: [still growing, smiles warmly at Rooth, and nods her head, the best 'bow' she can do in her current predicament]
Rooth: [takes a breath, and with grim sincerity] "I unsummon you, Renamon!"
Renamon: [blinks] "Umm.."
Teasel: [looks at Rooth disappointedly] "How are you a tamer."
Gabumon: [waves from Renamon's head] "There are lots of lights coming this way!"
Rooth: "OH! I know!" [pulls out the coffee break card] "Renamon, take a break!" [goes to swipe it, realizes his Digivice is somewhere in the debris] “Uhoh, umm” [whistles] “Here, Digivice!”
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