[The feed opens up to Fluttershy sitting on her bed, looking a little worn but otherwise all right. She smiles shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.]

H...Hello, everyone. I um...just wanted to apologize if I worried anyone during that time I'd been...missing. It's uh...kind of a long story.

B-But I'm here...in Hospitown. I've mostly just been...resting and settling in.

I...I hope everyone's okay. If anyone needs anything I'd be...happy to help. That is if you'd...like me to, I mean...

[That's about it, so she shuts off the feed.]

[Kaldur is broadcasting this from the cafe. He decided to stop there for food before checking in at the hospital. He looks as travel worn as anyone else that has arrived recently.

Actually, scratch that, Sedna is the one with the D-Terminal. She squats on the floor and she has it angled in such a way that the person watching can also see Scipio and Kaldur. Kaldur has a cup of something steaming and Scipio has a sandwich.]

It took for freaking ever, but we're finally here! Kaldur, Sedna, and Skippy checking in.

[The Kotemon sitting at the table gazes downward at Sedna.]

You make it sound as if you were not in some way to blame for our delays. We could have arrived much sooner otherwise.

I'm not sayin' nothing. 'sides, why aren't you blamin' Kaldur, he's the one that told us we had to check all the places on our way here for Fluttershy.

[Kaldur sips his drink, his partners both eyeing him. He sets the mug down. If he was paying attention to their argument he gives no indication by what he says next, his eyes flicking to the screen.]

Unfortunately, I am sorry to say, we were unable to locate her no matter where we looked or how much time we spent.

[He sighs and his partners seem to pick up on his emotions because they both look away, their manner suddenly somber. Kaldur looks back up, very much aware that he should cease bringing down the mood.]

We are in HospiTown now though. I will be stopping by the hospital soon. That is where we are to stay for now, correct? I also heard that we have gotten some new Chosen while some of us were traveling. [He bobs his head in an informal bow.] Welcome to the Digital World. I hope we can get to know each other soon.

[With that, Kaldur picks his drink back up and resumes his relaxed position. Sedna recovers first, lifting a claw.]

See you around.

 [So...getting his ass kicked in Tokyo sure did brighten his day. Fleeing isn't exactly an Autobot trait he really likes exhibiting, and with all that went down on New Years Eve...

And all that he LOST there...

The feed clicks on, showing him sorting through what he could grab on his way out--His blanket from Fluttershy, the keychain Sora gave him, a pair of boots, a sweater...and what looks to be a small book with bunnies on it. But none of that was really what he was looking for. He must have left it behind...
After awhile, he gives up, grabbing his jacket.

It wasn't important now.]

I don't know about you, but I'm tired of bein' told I gotta do somethin' by guys who aren't my Commander. If this world wants me to do my job right, can't say tryin' to off me is the right way to do it.

Try sweet-talkin' next time.


....

Anyway, figure if this is how they wanna play this, then we might as well be ready. I'm headin' down to train with my group, get the terrain familiarized.  So when the next giant Digi-thing decides we're not up to par, we can shove it up their tailpipe.

Anyone needs me, I'll be at the city limits.


( Private to Ratchet and Bumblebee )

[Sprout doesn't look too happy as her face appears on the network.]

It's been five days. Fluttershy's still missing.

[Sprout doesn't really like asking for help. So the fact that she is providing that anyone can make out that it's what she's actually saying with this post is a clear indication of just how worried she is.

But that's about all people are going to get before the feed cuts out.]

[A text message is sent out. Seems a certain platypus has finally reached one of the islands. If you want to be traveling with him that's fine, he accepts action spam as well as any other form of reply.]

Why is San Francisco one of the stops?

Well, I guess if anyone was interested in visiting...now's your chance. Fair warning: no people to be found so far, lots of digimon though.

Feels weird. Good thing I'm not from here.

Bartholomew and Gertrude say hello. It's been a few days, how is everyone?

-Perry

[The screen lit up, revealing a worried - maybe even scared - looking Choco as appeared in the frame. Behind him Floramon could be seen pacing, seeming a bit agitated.

Choco hesitated for a moment, and when he finally managed to speak his voice was soft in his distress.]

H-Has...anyone seen Fluttershy?

[Behind him, Floramon mumbled under her breath.]

Me and Sprout kinda got...separated from her...We were all getting ready to leave Primary Village, and then... [He sighed softly, giving a bit of a helpless shrug.]

I-If anyone finds her...could you let us know? And...stay with her, until we can get back to her...keep her safe.

[With a bit of a grunt, Floramon turned and started walking away.] I'm gonna go look for her again.

Sprout, wait up -

[*click*]

[Oh hey look! It's a video from Hic-

NOPE JUST KIDDING IT'S FEARLESS.]



Ey' folks! Betcha ya thought we was dead again, huh? Not this time! Hic just fell asleep for a month.

Fearless.

Ooor we can be lame and tell the truth!

Naaah, we just needed ta'get away from town for a while. Yaknow, clear our heads and junk. I mean I'm pretty sure dyin' kinda takes a toll on a guy, don'tcha think? We weren't alone or sucked off by some data stream this time, at least. Nah, we had BWG with us!

[From the corner of the feed Kotemon can be seen, cautiously patting Fearless' side.]

So um....he's...um....our friend now, right?

You kiddin'? BWG was always our friend kid!

[Wow ok, looks like someone got over their paralyzing BlackWargreymon fear.]

BWG's my man, I'll tell ya that much! Now see I just gotta get workin' on gettin' ta' Ultimate...

But anyways, so what'd we miss?

[Hiccup can be heard groaning from the other end of the room as he tinkers with his leg with a screwdriver.]

You know, I'm pretty sure they want to talk to me, not you.

Says you!

Wheeljack, that looks so tacky on you.

[Hi Terminal, you had enough of these two yet? No? Well good. The feed opens up to show Wheeljack helping himself to some additional pieces of his wardrobe (see: he's shopping), in what looks to be the ugly-christmas-sweater section of the store. And right now, he's got this on, adjusting the sleeves.]

That's the beauty of it, You. I don't give a scrap.

[It's warm, and rather big, even for him. Loose fitting clothing were some of Wheeljack's favourites.  The Gazimon, however, turns to the feed, hand clamped over her muzzle]

Guys, help me talk him out of becoming a Christmas monstrosity.

Doubt you will.

[His Lopmon, however, seems to be trying to talk him into getting more. What can she say? They're traditional, not ugly.]

[Kit appears on the screen, wearing her hooded blanket-cape, the sweatshirt Chika had given her (which looks about a size and a half too big on her), and a big smile. She's still in her apartment, but it's clear she's getting ready to go out.]

Hi, everybody! So, um... I heard that there are a couple different holidays happening around this time of year where people give each other presents. We have one back where I'm from too, called Rammastide.

Anyway, I haven't been here long enough to really learn the kind of stuff everyone likes, but I figure, everybody likes to eat, right? So I'm gonna make everybody some fruit bread for presents! We always had it this time of year back home, and it's great for sharing. But I need to know how much of the ingredients to buy, so anybody who wants some let me know, OK?

[She'll probably make extra to give to random people she thinks need/would like some, but she does need to get a ballpark figure.]

Oh, and Fluttershy, the fruit bread I said I was gonna make for you before is all ready! [holds up something wrapped in what looks like a clean dishtowel] I'm gonna bring it over on my way to the marketplace, if that's OK.