[b][i]Angemon Mansion, Digital World[/i][/b]

Angemon was still there, watching Danny and Tatl with a wide, indulgent smile before leaving them alone.

Elecmon, meanwhile, acknowledged that the girl and her Digimon had gotten their Digivice. He decided to linger for a while to see if they had more questions. Then, he saw the other girl - Klara - approach him, mistaking him for Dorumon and asking what the 'Digicodes' were. Seeing nothing wrong with an explanation, he said.

"Those are Digicodes, also known as Digimoji or Digimonjis or Digiemojis; they're a language of mixed computer data and emotional energy which can be called Magic," Elecmon could not help but give accurate data, no matter how dangerous [s]to Dorumon's plans[/s]. "With a Laptop or similar gadget [i]plus[/i] a Digivice and strong willpower, you can technically use Digimojis to alter minor aspects of the world, such as changing lead to gold and back again, or conjuring items like extra clothes. Honestly, a Wizardmon may know more and do more, but I don't know if any of them have survived the Demon Lords' purges..."

Andrew, meanwhile, had fallen asleep as he leaned on Joel, smiling. Then he fell on Joel's lap. Would Joel push him away?

All the while, Angemon glanced once at Kai's Augmon, who had been left behind... and flew off to fetch the stray Digidestined.

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Angemon's Mansion had another, larger basement. No, this was no basement; it was an entire underground chamber, a hollow space kept snug and dry by brick, mortar, and Digimonjis. Inside it was [b][i]Petermon[/i][/b], from Tatl's old life before she attempted to atone, along with cages filled with Baby and Rookie/Child Digimon, plus shipping crates of [i]Digieggs[/i] marked for a place called [i]Banquetia[/i]. Petermon was unwrapping two things: One, a Mirror with Digimoji that doubled as a communications device, and two, [i]a small box filled with Digivices[/i].

The Mirror lit up; the face beyond was fuzzy, and the voice crackled with static to be almost unintelligible: "Petermon, interested in a side hustle? [i]Working for Angemon[/i] must have gotten boring by now, hasn't it?" 

Petermon arched an eyebrow and then said, "Working [i]with Devimon[/i], thank you very much. It depends; what do you want me to do and how much are you paying?"

The voice said, "I need you to bring in reinforcements for [i]the group[/i]; some of them have gone silent, a few even vanishing without a trace - I suspect the Seven Demon Lords' [i]other[/i] agents. As for payment... You can have half of any children from the Real/Analog World who answer your call."

Beneath his bandana, Petermon smiled as the figure in the mirror grew clearer, and he said, "I'll need a little of the power you use to breach worlds; my own Magic cannot do it alone." 

A certain purple-furred, white-snouted Digimon smiled as he looked back at Petermon and said, "Done and done. Also, make sure Ange - No, Devimon - takes the fall for this; invent what story you need about him. Those reinforcements are needed." 

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