[sup]☀️[i]SUNNY[/i][/sup]

Since Sunny stepped through the classroom door, they had been having [i]the most boring detention of the term.[/i]

The other students might recognise Sunny as a detention regular - if by nothing else, then the way they had arrived five minutes early and made a beeline for a particular desk.

They had been warned twice already by Mr. Fujo to stop fiddling with erasers and do some work, and since then Sunny had been methodically adding to a rather intricate series of blind etchings in the underside of the table with the pointy end of a pair of compasses. The steady scribbling noise was just about muffled enough to make it sound like Sunny was actually catching up with the practice test they'd brought in. Other than an occasional glare down at the sheet, they had no intention of making themselves look any more foolish. The test remained untouched.

The unnatural warmth of an untouched yet overheating calculator under their hand caught their attention first. Then the jarring feeling of the shaking ground was at once terrifying and incredibly exciting, and Sunny's hands grasped fervently at the edges of the desk as they sat bolt upright and stared around, debating whether to dive for cover - and finally, following the cues of the other detentionees, Sunny peered over their shoulder.

The inexplicable white light had a pull like nothing else. All thoughts of earthquake safety faded. Slowly, Sunny rose from their seat.

[color=fff79a]"Anyone else see that? Wait - wait, are you guys really-!?"[/color]

...But Estelle was already forward-marching. Sunny spared a bewildered stare around the room, noted the unconscious form of Mr. Fujo, and then all of a sudden their mouth dropped slightly open and seemed to chew thoughtfully on the words before anything came out.

[color=fff79a]"Is... Is he okay?"[/color] They watched the other student go to check, and when Kuroko looked relieved, Sunny decided that was that. [color=fff79a]"...Nobody tell him, right?"[/color]

As they watched the students begin to wander into the light at the back of the room, Sunny figured there [i]definitely[/i] wasn't a precedent in the school rules about this. And if there was no precedent, maybe there was no rule against it. The others sure seemed confident.

Sunny kicked their chair back, swung their bag onto their shoulder, and took off jogging into the light. [color=fff79a][i]"Wait![/i] Wait, wait! This is crazy, wait for me-!"[/color]

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[sup]☀️[i]IMPMON[/i][/sup]

Somewhere in the library, a Digimon anxiously pulled book after book off the shelves.

Most were tossed over the shoulder, dropped in disgust, or shoved [i]more or less[/i] back into place. Nothing here was what the Digimon was looking for. At this point, he wasn't even sure what he ought to be hunting, but he'd know it when he saw it, surely! He had a plan, even if that plan right now was just to [i]research.[/i] That was at least something. Better than wandering lost in a library he didn't recognise. [i]He'd had quite enough of that.[/i]

Impmon pulled a particularly hefty tome from the shelf.

A flash of orange hair passed behind the empty space behind it, and the Digimon froze.

It took another few seconds or so of peering at the human between the shelves and listening to the others chatter before Impmon dared to speak up.

[b][i][color=7ea7d8]"Hey!"[/color][/i][/b] he hissed. [color=7ea7d8]"Psst! You!"[/color]

The ginger human turned. Stared at the creature peering at them from halfway behind a shelf corner. Raised an eyebrow and gave a very, very familiar, very [i]confused[/i], lopsided grin.

They glanced around, blinking, and then managed to match the voice to the creature. The grin widened. [color=fff79a]"I'm dreaming, right?"[/color]

For a split second, Impmon almost looked disappointed. He folded his arms haughtily. [color=7ea7d8]"Probably not. Are you looking for a picture book or something?"[/color] He paused, and tilted his head. [color=7ea7d8]"You, uh, look different. Did you Digivolve?"[/color]

[color=fff79a]"Haha, what? Picture book?"[/color] There was a long pause. Sunny's grin melted off their face and was replaced with a look of disbelief. [color=fff79a][i]"You're him.[/i] You're the [i]kitty orb."[/i][/color]

Impmon opened his mouth to speak, but was cut short as the human bolted the distance between them and roughly scooped him up, spinning on their heel and beaming like a maniac.

[color=fff79a]"Holy shit! It's been ten years! I almost thought I was wrong!"[/color]

[color=7ea7d8]"Wha-? [i]Gah!"[/i][/color]

They tucked him under one arm like a sack and used the other arm to wave excitedly at the others. The heavy book Impmon had been clutching was shaken loose and fell noisily to the floor as he began struggling to extricate himself.

[color=fff79a]"Guys! Look! I know this little guy!"[/color]