[1-2] The Tail

[Guilmon]

Once Guilmon had filled up his small bag, he joined the rest of the Survivors. One of them, the guy with red hair that was helping the fox lady earlier, said that he was going to go gather some wood for a camp. Guilmon had wanted to help, but the red-head and a girl with wings took off to the forest before he could say anything. He thought about following them, but figured that he would probably get in the way. Guilmon looked at the other Survivors. A lot of them looked strong; it was a wonder that Guilmon was even invited to this thing with this many people here.

*drip*

"Huh?" Guilmon looked up. It seemed that the sky had begun to cloud over again and was now hidden by dark grey clouds. Guilmon had no problem with rain - he was just as likely to play in it as take shelter from it - but was not sure if any of the others probably felt the same way about getting wet. Despite the start of a drizzle, Guilmon heard some grunting and groaning come from near the water. At first, Guilmon thought someone was taking a dump, but with everyone within a few feet of him, that was obviously not the right answer.

Following the source of the sound with his eyes, he saw several other people coming from the area they had buried the dead from the the crash. He waves and calls out to them. "Hiii~ We're over here!" However, he was drowned out by a high-pitched shriek. Guilmon turned his head to the man clad in a red and black outfit with swords on his back. His hands were up at his face in what Guilmon thought was a funny expression.

Before Guilmon could mention how funny the man looked, the fox lady responded to his shriek. "What is it?"

The masked man's reaction seemed to do a complete 180. "Foxy Love!"  He snickered as he waved at her.  "We got some friends."

"Guilmon has more friends? Yay!" Right about then, one of the people left in the plane jumped out at the costumed man. "Yay! Piggy back rides?" However, when the rest of the group started to attack the new "friends," Guilmon grew confused. Why would his friends attack their new friends? It did not make sense.

When the new "friends" attacked the Secondary that the masked man had pushed down, it all made sense. The people that had come from the ocean were not friends at all! His real friends had seen through that. They must be smart!

Despite the red-and-black man's antics, the zombies seemed to limp over to him. "Anyone up for a song?"

"The hell are you on about?"

"♫Do you ever feel like a Losermon
Drifting through the world, without a Tamer kid?
Do you ever feel, feel so delicious
Like an apple pie, one bite from caving in?♫"

"Hey, that's about me!" "Shut up and fight!"

"♫'Cause, baby, you're a Digimon
Come on, show 'em why they're wrong
Make 'em go, 'Aah, aah, aah'
As they walk across the sa-a-and♫"

♫Baby, you're a Guilmon
Come on, shoot a Fireball
Make 'em go, 'Aah, aah, aah'
You're gonna leave 'em all in flames, flames, flames♫"

Guilmon liked the funny man's song. And it made him remember that he could fight, too. "Guilmon thinks you're funny." He takes a breath to prepare his Fireball and aims it at the group of undead shambling towards the singing wall-breaker. "«Fireball»!" While the move wasn't as effective as it could have been because of the drizzle, it still succeeded in setting a couple of the corpses on fire. Guilmon dashes to the funnyman's side and starts to attack the group with his claws.

One of the zombies managed to get close to Guilmon's tail. It reached out to grab and bite, but a quick *thwip* left the zombie without its hand. "Ha! Need a hand? Oh, sorry. Lemme get that for you!" With a maniacal laughter, Deadpool sliced into the walker's brain. "Heads up! Or off? Down?"

"Thank you, Funnymon!"

Did I go a little overboard on using Deadpool?

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