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[If you were expecting Bruce to be in this video, then you are sadly mistaken. Bruce isn't really that much of a social butterfly, despite what people may seem to think. He's actually been pretty busy with things.

Instead, what you have is Floramon, who is making a worried face at the screen and seems to be debating for a moment on what to say before he actually speaks.]

How do you tell your partner that he's being too nice? [A pause.] I mean, it's not a bad thing at all, but he gave me the bed and has been sleeping outside of the room ever since the first day and I've told him that we can share but he keeps on insisting on letting me have the bed for myself.

[Still worried here, yep. Floramon hums for a moment more before crossing his arms.]

He also told me that I can do anything too as long as I don't go out and fight... which is also nice but I'm not sure what to do as well. I mean, he's the partner I've been waiting for and now that he's here... I don't really know how to help him at all...

[He glances at the screen now, giving a questioning look to anybody who would listen to this.]

Can anybody help me?

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Floramon. I think you're reading my mind!

[She makes an amused noise.]

See you in a few minutes!

[Yay! This is the best plan Floramon is very pleased now. He's all but grinning.]

Yeah! I'll see you soon, Dorumon!

[In those few minutes there's an almost childish banging at the door with Dorumon's voice can be heard but not understood on the other side]

[Floramon, of course, doesn't respond, since this is where their partners come in and also because Bruce is closer to the door than he is (since Floramon took the D-Terminal to use while he was busy doing... whatever he was doing).

So here is Bruce who frowns at the sudden banging, but opening it nevertheless to see, well.]

Um.

[Cue confused staring at Dorumon.]

Hello?

[As the door opens she lurches forward with a roughly made motherboard in her mouth.]

Hi roosh!

[There's noise coming down the hall, Dorumon turns to look at it then squeezes past Bruce with a giggle.]

I'm nod here!

[Tony's soon stomping along the hallway.]

I'm reprograming you into to bunny slippers.

[Tony looks at Bruce.]

Seen a dinosaur with a motherboard?

[Bruce is obviously very confused as to what is going on, and stares at the fleeing Dorumon before Tony comes around now and Bruce is even more confused than before.]

Am I missing something here?

[Asks, with the usual arching eyebrow.]

[Dorumon goes over and behind the couch and rests her chin on the back of it, looking all the world like a cheeky and playful puppy.]

Dony's the one mishing shomfing.

[Tony looks over Bruce's shoulder at her.]

Get that out of your mouth, you're ruining connections.

[Tony looks back to Bruce.]

She just snatched it out of my hand and ran, I eish I knew to be honest.

[Bruce glances at the grinning Dorumon as well, blinking at her for a few moments before looking back at Tony.]

Maybe she's bored and wants you to take her out. [Wryly, as he crosses over to where Dorumon is and grabs the put-together motherboard, gently tugging at it.]

Can you give it back to him? I'm sure I can talk to him about letting you out when you're bored.

Nod a dod

[Dorumon would have frowned at the insinuation but she was too busy having a board in her mouth, though she did open her mouth at the slight tug so Bruce could take it so it didn't get damaged.]

I'm not walking her, she's right she's not a dog, if she can form a sentence she can walk herself. I have, you know, [He gestures to the motherboard] things to do.

[Well, no, he didn't mean to imply that. Bruce makes an apologetic look to Dorumon as he takes the motherboard from her.]

I didn't mean it that way, sorry. [Smile at her one more time before he turns back to Tony, passing the motherboard back to him.]

Maybe she just wants you to have a break. [Random guess here, really, but it's a valid one... well after he asks Dorumon anyway. He glances at her with a quizzical look.] Is that why you brought him here?

[Did she think he could make Tony go to sleep or something? They barely even know each other.]

[She doesn't seem to linger on how it all sounded and gives him a shrug]

It's okay!

[She turns to beam at Floramon.]

I didn't bring him here, he chased me.

[Tony looks at the offered motherboard but doesn't make a move to take it. Which vaguely annoys him because there's no one around to take it for him, especially not Dorumon at this point.]

There's no point talking to her, she's like an annoying baby.

[Bruce finally notices Floramon at the corner of his vision when Dorumon turns, and somehow something clicks when he sees the way Floramon is grinning back and flashing a thumbs up at the other Digimon.

He sighs.]

Well, you're here, so that's that. ]He moves to put down the motherboard since Tony isn't taking it, and also because he intends to putter his way to the kitchen.] And since you're here, I guess I can make us food, or something, if you haven't eaten.

[Tony hasn't at all payed any attention to the Digimon or their actions.]

There was fruit at some point.

Two apples at lunch.

[Ignoring her, Tony picks up the motherboard and starts checking it over for damage.]

[Somehow the fact that Tony only bothered apples for lunch doesn't surprise Bruce as much as he thought it would. Possibly because he tends to forget about eating too when he's invested in something.]

Stay here for a bit then, I'll make something for all of us. You can resume your tinkering after food.

[He looks up at Bruce when the invitation is offered. Looking momentarily confused about it but the moment fades quick enough and settles himself into a chair, putting the motherboard on the arm as he looks around.]

Well, if you insist. And It's building, not tinkering. These rooms really are all the same, huh.

They are apartments, so I'm not that surprised. [And really, Bruce is just happy he doesn't have to deal with insects and bad plumbing any more.

He makes his way over to the kitchen, gesturing for Floramon to come over as well, who listens and does so.] Is fried rice good enough for you, or do you want something else?

It's the similar down to the paint job that surprises me. Aren't apartments meant to have... Character?

[Tony looks over at Bruce and tilts his head a little. Admittedly it was only very recently he had come to move in full time to his own tower, where Bruce had been since the Battle of New York. But he was pretty sure that his file said don't let him cook, who knew not everyone read them.]

Ah, no. rice is fine. Not that you have to really make me anything, I have an orange in my room... Somewhere.

Not these ones, I guess.

[He manages a small snort before politely asking Floramon for some help, who nods eagerly and goes around to pick up some things in the kitchen that Bruce requested.]

And an orange isn't going to help much when you haven't eaten anything else. Don't worry too much about it. [He flashes a small, reassuring smile and starts shuffling around the kitchen, preparing the meal.]

Keeps away scurvy, so it's not that bad.

[He grins, then after a while Dorumon shuffles over to Tony nuzzling his arm and then looking pointedly at Bruce. He pushes her snout away.]

What?

One orange can only get you so far.

[Since Bruce is in the kitchen he doesn't really see what Dorumon is doing, but he looks up again when Tony speaks, a quizzical look on his face.]

What?

Nothing, someone's being needy.

I am not.

[She huffs at him, then pushes her nose against his hand. Then says quietly]

Talk to him

We are talking. What is wrong with you?

What's wrong with you?

Really? Please, we do not have the time for that little discussion. You talk to him if you're so concerned.

[He rolls his eyes, even though he keeps his voice down.]

[Busy with making food for them, Bruce doesn't really listen to whatever is going on and focuses on what he's doing.

Floramon, however, does hear because he was coming to serve them water, looks inquisitively at them as he sets down the glasses for Tony and Dorumon.]

What are you guys talking about?

[Dorumon gives an annoyed huff at Tony before turning to Floramon]

He's not talking.

Are you really going to have a conversation about me like I'm not here?

Yahuh.

[Floramon gives a giggle when Dorumon answers to Tony, clearly amused by it all.]

Well, he's talking to you, Dorumon! Unless you mean something else?

[Totally trying to make a suggestive face here. It's not really working.]

He always talks to me, I want him talking to a human.

[Tony sighs loudly and sags deeply into the chair.]

Bruce, you wouldn't happen to have scotch would you?

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