The boy with the blue-ish furry dinosaur started to move off, taking the group with him for the most part. He was certainly the most sociable of the lot and seemed to be doing his best to talk to everyone. Except Ben, of course, though that didn't bother him in the least. Instead, Ben lingered towards the back, only starting off with them when it seemed he was going to be left behind. Pururomon didn't seem phased by any of that. Missimon on the other hand...
"Come ON! We're going to get left behind!" he cried out as he did circles in the air, keeping an eye on both Ben and the group.
"Oh please, you don't even know where we're going." remarked Pururomon snidely, getting a smirk from Ben, though he wasn't unsympathetic.
"Well, they seem to know where we're all going, so it can't be all bad, right?" Ben asked, though Missimon interjected.
"I do TOO know where we're going. Calumon said so when you weren't paying attention. He gave us those digivices and then said that we had to go to Ash village." Missimon said in a very matter-of-fact tone, grinning quite obviously pleased with himself. Pururomon just rolled his eyes and dismissed it, but Ben looked impressed.
"Well, I'm glad that one of us was paying attention, though I really thought that would have been more your area, Pu...poo...popomon." Ben said, casting that smirk over at the bee. Pururomon, though, was not amused.
"It -IS- my area of expertise, attention to detail, I just didn't think it was that important. Look, we're going, we're all together, it did us no detriment at all, now did it?" Pururomon said defensively, which just made Missimon giggle.
"Yeah, except that you didn't even know where we were going." Missimon said with a more arrogant tone. Puroromon simply huffed and ignored him for the moment, crossing his front arms as he hovered along in the air.
"Alright, alright, you win this one, Missimon, now let it go." Ben told him. Missimon gave a look back to Ben and saw in his face that he was actually serious, deciding to let it go for the time being. However, he wasn't done entirely.
"So, do you have any intentions of talking to them? I mean, if we are on the same team..." he asked again, which annoyed Ben somewhat.
"I'm not exactly what you call a social butterfly, Missimon. Quite honestly I've talked to you two more in the last couple hours than I have...well, anyone. I'm just not a people person." Ben explained to him, though admitting it hit him with a sort of pang. It was true, he wasn't a social person, though if he was honest with himself he had to admit that he was always jealous of those people that were. Back in the other world, he didn't have any friends, and right now, even though he'd only known them for a short time, he was already starting to get a taste of what that was like, having friends. He wasn't going to admit it, but he was started to get used to the feeling.
Missimon, however, had a different idea in mind.
"WELL! I have an idea then: I'll do the talking FOR YOU! WHy didn't I think of this before?" Missimon said out loud and excitedly.
"Because it's a stupid idea? You can't speak for him, you don't even know what he'd say." Puroromon answered him, though Missimon was not discouraged.
"Of course I do. He'd say nothing, so that's why -I- will say something for him! This is the best plan EVER!" Missimon said, though the whole concept was just making Ben nervous.
"Uh...I don't think you need to do that. Really, I'm fine just like this." Ben told him, but Missimon wasn't listening.
"Nope! Already decided. I'll go introduce us and then we can go from there. I'll be riiiiiiiiiiiiight back." he said before the rocket headed digimon launched himself forward from the back of the pack, shooting up towards the rest of the group before Ben could say anything else.
"What am I going to do with him? Actually that's a good question, what AM I going to do with him?" Puroromon asked, looking to Ben, "I don't suppose you brought any rope in that pack? Or an anchor? Could we find an anchor? Or maybe just a box..."
"Oh shush." Ben said simply as he looked ahead at his other partner. For better or worse, this was happening.
Up ahead, Missimon rocketed right through the group of other humans and digimon.
"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Guys!" he yelled as he went straight through them and skidded to a stop in midair inside the group, flying around in circles to get a look at everyone.
"Come ON! We're going to get left behind!" he cried out as he did circles in the air, keeping an eye on both Ben and the group.
"Oh please, you don't even know where we're going." remarked Pururomon snidely, getting a smirk from Ben, though he wasn't unsympathetic.
"Well, they seem to know where we're all going, so it can't be all bad, right?" Ben asked, though Missimon interjected.
"I do TOO know where we're going. Calumon said so when you weren't paying attention. He gave us those digivices and then said that we had to go to Ash village." Missimon said in a very matter-of-fact tone, grinning quite obviously pleased with himself. Pururomon just rolled his eyes and dismissed it, but Ben looked impressed.
"Well, I'm glad that one of us was paying attention, though I really thought that would have been more your area, Pu...poo...popomon." Ben said, casting that smirk over at the bee. Pururomon, though, was not amused.
"It -IS- my area of expertise, attention to detail, I just didn't think it was that important. Look, we're going, we're all together, it did us no detriment at all, now did it?" Pururomon said defensively, which just made Missimon giggle.
"Yeah, except that you didn't even know where we were going." Missimon said with a more arrogant tone. Puroromon simply huffed and ignored him for the moment, crossing his front arms as he hovered along in the air.
"Alright, alright, you win this one, Missimon, now let it go." Ben told him. Missimon gave a look back to Ben and saw in his face that he was actually serious, deciding to let it go for the time being. However, he wasn't done entirely.
"So, do you have any intentions of talking to them? I mean, if we are on the same team..." he asked again, which annoyed Ben somewhat.
"I'm not exactly what you call a social butterfly, Missimon. Quite honestly I've talked to you two more in the last couple hours than I have...well, anyone. I'm just not a people person." Ben explained to him, though admitting it hit him with a sort of pang. It was true, he wasn't a social person, though if he was honest with himself he had to admit that he was always jealous of those people that were. Back in the other world, he didn't have any friends, and right now, even though he'd only known them for a short time, he was already starting to get a taste of what that was like, having friends. He wasn't going to admit it, but he was started to get used to the feeling.
Missimon, however, had a different idea in mind.
"WELL! I have an idea then: I'll do the talking FOR YOU! WHy didn't I think of this before?" Missimon said out loud and excitedly.
"Because it's a stupid idea? You can't speak for him, you don't even know what he'd say." Puroromon answered him, though Missimon was not discouraged.
"Of course I do. He'd say nothing, so that's why -I- will say something for him! This is the best plan EVER!" Missimon said, though the whole concept was just making Ben nervous.
"Uh...I don't think you need to do that. Really, I'm fine just like this." Ben told him, but Missimon wasn't listening.
"Nope! Already decided. I'll go introduce us and then we can go from there. I'll be riiiiiiiiiiiiight back." he said before the rocket headed digimon launched himself forward from the back of the pack, shooting up towards the rest of the group before Ben could say anything else.
"What am I going to do with him? Actually that's a good question, what AM I going to do with him?" Puroromon asked, looking to Ben, "I don't suppose you brought any rope in that pack? Or an anchor? Could we find an anchor? Or maybe just a box..."
"Oh shush." Ben said simply as he looked ahead at his other partner. For better or worse, this was happening.
Up ahead, Missimon rocketed right through the group of other humans and digimon.
"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Guys!" he yelled as he went straight through them and skidded to a stop in midair inside the group, flying around in circles to get a look at everyone.