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Don't you think its kind of funny, what you miss the most from home?  I mean, sure, I miss Mom and Dad and all my friends.  But I keep thinking about all the other things from home. Just strange little things, but it kind of hurts to think that I might never get to see them again ( Read more... )

[Takato is curled up under a tree in the town busily working in his sketchbook.  All the interesting designs and colors he's seen in the bubbles has given him new ideas, and he wants to get them all down before he forgets them.  As he works he mutters slightly under his breath.]

Okay, I'll add a little more red here. And should I add more spikes?  ( Read more... )

Okay, boy.  I think this is it!

[Takato is standing in front of a door in Building 7, and awkwardly attempting to fish a key out of his pocket while balancing a gigantic box in his arms.]

[Yes, Takato is finally moving in with the other children in Building 7.  He's incredibly late at doing this, but then Takato tends to be a bit late at everything ( Read more... )

[Takato yawns sleepily as he gets out of his bed and heads toward the kitchen, completely failing to notice the large pile of pants that seems to have appeared overnight.  Naturally, the boy slips on the pile and goes tumbling.  He lands in the middle of the clothes and blinks in surprise.]

Pants?  Where did this come from?

[Some time later, after ( Read more... )

[Takato was out and about early today, leaving Guilmon behind at home as he runs through the village.  He'd never been much for getting up this early, but this morning the boy just couldn't sleep in.  And it was kind of different, seeing what the village looked like before everyone else was up.  It almost made him want to figure out to draw it. ]

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Is  this normal here?  I mean, I don't think I've ever seen so many people on dates at one time.  And I didn't think it was like this before.  But maybe I just wasn't paying enough attention.

[Takato is unaffected, unless someone really wants to get him involved in this.]

Hey, does anyone want to taste test some Guilmon bread?  I've been trying to remember how the recipe goes, and I'm not sure if I've got it right yet.

[Takato had been feeling the oddest urge all week to get out and do something.  He had avoided it for a while by exploring and drawing.  But now he couldn't resist anymore.  And that was why he was busily setting up a blanket in front of his apartment building and spreading out a number of hand drawn cards.  With a bright smile he sets up the ( Read more... )

[Takato is sprawled out on his stomach on the floor, with crayons and crumpled pieces of paper scattered all around him. He has a red crayon in his hand, and seems to be adding some details to the large sheet of paper in front of him.]

Okay, just a little more red. And maybe some black there. And finished!