Mark had put on a brave face but when Kari asked her questions it became obvious that the boy was as much out of his depth as any kid starting a trainer Journey would be.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(65, 168, 95)">"from what i saw they don't have pokemon, or if they do, those will not be having any part of it... I just want to make sure Kiki is fine."</span><br/>Not that it mattered pretty soon when they were informed about the teleport. Mark just held on to his two companions as they disappeared from the cave, stumbling a bit on arrival at Mike's house.<br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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</div><br/>Popplio meanwhile was hopping around, celebrating their save escape and nearly bouncing off the walls, before stopping from one moment to the next with a yawn.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(61, 142, 185)">"we're save, WE'RE SAVE! yay... ya... sleepy now."</span>Mark was quick to pick him up and place him back in his hoodie, then thnking better of it and returning both of them to their balls, it had been a draining day, despite so little actually happening in it.<br/><br/>thanking Mike and saying his goodnights to all of them he just found himself a place to sleep.<br/><br/>--- post entering the digital world. ---<br/><br/>As Mark awoke he looked into the eyes of two rather odd creatures, one looking like a weedle except not segmented and the other was basically a sphere with a mouth, horns and bat wings.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(65, 168, 95)">"what... wait a second, you're not pokemon... was Professor Hickory right? are you two Digimon?"</span><br/>he couldn't keep the excited tone out of his voice, he was making a discovery here, and even a big one!<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"oh hey, you already know what we are, that's great, I'm Fufumon." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(26, 188, 156)">"And I am Petitmon, pleased to meet you, you kept us waiting for some time."</span><br/>this part of the sentence confused Mark, for all he knew they couldn't have been expecting him, could they?<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"i can read that expression, Mark, to answer it, we were destined to meet." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(26, 188, 156)">"We are bound by fate, meant to be together."</span>