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[After fumbling with the feed, the owner succeeds in getting it on. The feed turns on to the image of a very large, very apologetic teenager with a rope around his neck. The owner of said rope? An impatient-looking red Impmon.

Needless to say yesterday had been a taxing day for the digimon. If he had to be with this kid, things were going by HIS book, not theirs. Leatherhead went along with Impmon's demands to keep the kid leashed out of guilt for his earlier tantrum. He deserved it, he deserved a lot worse.

Leatherhead looks up to the communicator, speaking.]

I was told I was a Chosen...but I am not sure if that is ri--

[Impmon will have none of that. He tugs on the fashioned rope, clearing his throat.]

ANYWAY, before I was interrupted, I was saying I've got a sweet deal for you digichumps. Ever wanted a digidestined? Well lucky for you, I've got the digidestined of your dreams!

He's big, he's burly, I think he's housebroken and he can be yours for 1000 bits! Any offers?

[The former alligator just sinks back further.]

Come on! It's a once in a lifetime offer!

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Yeah but digidestined is what brings the crowds in. Makes them feel special.

Special like a slave.

More like a mental patient.

... that you are trying to sell.

I like keeping my skin.

Because having an extra set of eyes, ears and muscles is so dangerous to you.

This guy's a loose canon!

In what way?

Like you mention this one word...don't wanna say it, but you say it, he starts hitting everything in sight!

[ Oh. That's... unfortunate. ]

Then don't say the damn word. Problem solved.

Yeah but what if something ELSE sets him off?!

Have you tried, I don't know, talking to him about it? Like a sane person?

I dunno last time someone talked to him, he grabbed their face.

[ She doesn't seem to react to that, instead directing her next statement elsewhere. ]

Hey, kid! You up for a conversation?

Your funeral.

[Leatherhead, who's been silently accepting his punishment, looks up to the person.]

...why would you want to talk to me?

I'm a talkative person. Misha. What's your name?

Leatherhead. Not many humans have talked to me...

Is this where I should say I'm honored or I'm sorry? [ If she had video on, she'd be shrugging right now. ] Nice to meet you, at any rate.

Would you like to give your side of the story here?

You do not need to apologize.

He is right. I am dangerous. There are times I lose control, where I am not fully myself. When I awake, I am horrified by what I have done.

Look, I get what you're trying to say here, but... That's not your fault. It means you need help, not ridicule.

I am deserving of ridicule. It is the least I deserve.

I'll pass. There's no way you gave yourself a trigger phrase on purpose, and if it was someone else, that someone needs their ass kicked. Like, right now. It's not your fault, and I'd like to personally smack anyone who tells you otherwise.

[ yes she is directing that at Impmon ]

Yeah yeah whatever...

[Pout and an eyeroll.]

It is still something that I cannot fix.

Not on your own. You need friends and professional help. That kinda stuff's not easy, but it's not hopeless either. It's not a reason to bury your head in the sand, Leatherhead.

Professional help?

[Uh, that almost sounds like kraang.]

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