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Izzy was determined not to ask where they had gotten rubber bands. After all, that would be like asking how soccer balls, telephone booths, or refrigerators full of eggs appeared out of nowhere and, despite his vast knowledge, thinking about those things would most probably end in giving him a headache. He sighed, hunched over his computer and resolved to ignore them.

THWAP!

Izzy growled and rubbed his cheek, shooting a glare in Gomamon's direction. The little seal blinked innocent, pale green eyes at the Child of Knowledge, turned a claw to point at himself and mouthed, "Me?"

"Yes, you!" Izzy mouthed back sharply, managing to make his non-voice strongly accusatory.

The water digimon grinned, a hint of fang showing. He watched Izzy appraisingly for a moment, his head tilted ever so slightly to one side. Gomamon shrugged, then, and turned to listen to the conversation that was going on between Joe and Matt across the campfire. Izzy turned back to his laptop's monitor, breathing a sigh of relief.

His reprieve was only a temporary one.

THWAP!

A rubber band bounced off the pineapple logo on his computer. Another thing Izzy wasn't going to ask; how on Earth did Gomamon flick rubber bands using his flippers? He didn't have thumbs. If anything, his claws should have sliced through the thin material before it was ever loosed! This was the forty-seventh rubber band that had either hit Izzy or his computer (he had counted!) and he hadn't seen any unsuccessfully launched rubber bands around Gomamon or in the intervening space between Izzy's computer and the digimon. It was as unlikely as it was annoying.

Izzy turned to shoot a glare at Gomamon, but the digimon had his head turned to listen to something Joe was saying. Izzy frowned and started to swing his gaze back to the screen… and paused.

THWAP!

Gomamon blinked, going cross-eyed as he attempted to stare down at his nose. He'd been turning his head to line up another shot at Izzy when something collided sharply with his nose. The seal grinned and glanced up at Izzy, who was smirking in a distinctly smug fashion.

"Finally!" Gomamon cheered, bouncing on his flippers and attracting the startled attention of the entire Digidestined group, "I was starting to think that I'd never get you to play with me!"

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an Because everyone needs to loosen up and play sometimes.