[color=pink]"Wake up human!"[/color]

The unlucky recipient of the Labramon's tongue lay face down on the beach. He sported a black shirt, blue jeans, and an ocean blue unzipped hoodie. And he also had a pair of squared goggles wrapped around his head, but they weren't actually covering his eyes. On the sand beside him was a white sports duffle bag, with a blue baseball team logo plastered on it. It's contents amounted to a baseball practice uniform, left-handed baseball glove, two wooden bats, and a single ball. He groaned and slowly regained consciousness and tried to push the creature off him.

[b]"Hey, knock it off Yuki."[/b] he said as he rubbed the grogginess from his eyes. Evidently he hadn't yet noticed that the thing licking him was not who he thought it was.

[color=lightblue][b]"But I'm over [i]here[/i], Tadashi."[/b][/color] said the Blucomon, his voice coming from off to the side somewhere.

[b]"Huh? But then who...?"[/b] the sleepiness left him and Tadashi finally saw the friendly looking dog, [b]"Oh... just a dog."[/b] he said, not actually registering the fact that she had talked to him a second ago. Then he shot to his feet, [b]"Oh crap, where are we? I'm supposed to be at practice now!"[/b] he snatched the nearby sport bag and was about to make a run for it, only to now fully notice his surroundings.

[color=lightblue][b]"Um, I don't think we're at home anymore, Tadashi."[/b][/color] said the Blucomon, walking up beside him. His icy armored scales gleamed in the sunlight in a way that made it almost look crystalline.