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Pathei Mathos
It brought Dante great difficulty to believe that what he saw--his classmates who also had Digimon--were going to be, much like him, the supposed chosen ones. He wasn't one to judge a book by its cover. He had no right to do that but based off of their appearances alone, he hadn't the best confidence. Plus, overhearing how their own partners were, it was obvious that they were better off than Dante was. Leo, as he liked to be called, was so far from obeying him that Dante found himself getting more and more irritated by the little-horned bastard.
"Will you stop moving!" Dante let out a low roar, trying to stop Leo from poking his sides with the very sharp and pointy horn any chance he got.
"Oh but it's so fun. Plus, your pits might be death to the senses, but the little hairs feel so good on my horn. Like so~" Leo had let out a delightful chuckle as the tip of his horn kept on poking Dante's underarm.
"I said stop it!" Dante protested to Leo's antics, though there was nothing he could do to stop the little-horned furball from doing what he had been doing.
And then, without even so much of a moment's hesitation, Leo made a beeline for the food that had been gathered. There wasn't a single manner present as Leo scarfed it down like some pig who had been starved for weeks. In minutes, he appeared to have finished it; all the while, Dante was just getting into his own, neatly packed, human food. Quietly, if not somewhat uncharacteristically, he began eating his Italian-inspired lunch. It was a pizza roll and a side of arugula salad. It was inspired by typical Italian cuisine, so it wasn't really artisan. Still, he would eat it regardless. As he did, he heard the following words in a loop
"So whatcha eating? Can I have some? I bet it's good. It looks yummy."
Dante did his best to ignore him, but it was proving to be easier preached than done. It got to the point where he was reaching his limit. "Okay, seriously, why are you even my partner, huh?" Dante yelled loud enough that it was no longer contained to just Dante and Leo. "All you've done since you popped out of that egg was do everything to push my last nerve. Is your goal to get on my bad side? If so, then consider your mission accomplished."
Several blinks came from Leo's eyes, then he had a fit of laughter that followed. "You humans are quick to anger, aren't you? Truth be told, I'm curious about you and what makes you tick. Of what I heard--or, at least some unexplainable knowledge we Digimon have about your kind--it's intriguing to see the reactions you give when pressed." Leo explained, "though, you are different. There is something genuine about you, Dante. I am, as one would say, having a blast!" Leo seemed genuine in his expression and tone.
Dante sighed, sitting back down. "Why did I have to get stuck with the instigator?"
Leo laughed quite honestly, looking at Dante. "But seriously, any food left?"
"Lay off."
"Me-ow."
This was going to be a long year.
"Will you stop moving!" Dante let out a low roar, trying to stop Leo from poking his sides with the very sharp and pointy horn any chance he got.
"Oh but it's so fun. Plus, your pits might be death to the senses, but the little hairs feel so good on my horn. Like so~" Leo had let out a delightful chuckle as the tip of his horn kept on poking Dante's underarm.
"I said stop it!" Dante protested to Leo's antics, though there was nothing he could do to stop the little-horned furball from doing what he had been doing.
And then, without even so much of a moment's hesitation, Leo made a beeline for the food that had been gathered. There wasn't a single manner present as Leo scarfed it down like some pig who had been starved for weeks. In minutes, he appeared to have finished it; all the while, Dante was just getting into his own, neatly packed, human food. Quietly, if not somewhat uncharacteristically, he began eating his Italian-inspired lunch. It was a pizza roll and a side of arugula salad. It was inspired by typical Italian cuisine, so it wasn't really artisan. Still, he would eat it regardless. As he did, he heard the following words in a loop
"So whatcha eating? Can I have some? I bet it's good. It looks yummy."
Dante did his best to ignore him, but it was proving to be easier preached than done. It got to the point where he was reaching his limit. "Okay, seriously, why are you even my partner, huh?" Dante yelled loud enough that it was no longer contained to just Dante and Leo. "All you've done since you popped out of that egg was do everything to push my last nerve. Is your goal to get on my bad side? If so, then consider your mission accomplished."
Several blinks came from Leo's eyes, then he had a fit of laughter that followed. "You humans are quick to anger, aren't you? Truth be told, I'm curious about you and what makes you tick. Of what I heard--or, at least some unexplainable knowledge we Digimon have about your kind--it's intriguing to see the reactions you give when pressed." Leo explained, "though, you are different. There is something genuine about you, Dante. I am, as one would say, having a blast!" Leo seemed genuine in his expression and tone.
Dante sighed, sitting back down. "Why did I have to get stuck with the instigator?"
Leo laughed quite honestly, looking at Dante. "But seriously, any food left?"
"Lay off."
"Me-ow."
This was going to be a long year.
