Eighth Brother

Trailmon passes by on a bridge far from the kids who stand watching it.

A sandy wind blows and they cover themselves and walk.

Neemon: Hey cool! My ears are full of sand!

Bokomon: Yes, and your head is full of rocks.

Tommy: Wow, I haven’t been in a wind this strong since...well...ever.

A Trailmon rides the track the kids are walking against and they run off it.

JP: That was close.

Takuya: Why do things in the Digital World always come out of nowhere?

Doki:

Bokomon: What do you mean nowhere? We’re walking along train tracks.

Takuya: So?

Bokomon: So where there are tracks there’s a train, it’s kinda like the whole smoke-fire thing.

Some wind gets sucked in a tube.

Tommy: Wow, awesome!

Bokomon: Welcome to Wind Factory Incorporated.

Zoe: Wind Factory Incorporated?

Neemon A division of Mother Nature Enterprises.

Inside they see metallic beetles.

Beetles: Buzz, two, three, four.

Takuya: Hey, some digimon.

Bokomon: Kokuwamon, machine digimon. When they feel threatened they let out a million volt electrical charge, their special attack is Power Surge.

A Kokuwamon trips and the rest fall like dominoes letting out electricity.

Tommy: Ah.

Bokomon: Well if there are that many digimon around then there must be some food around here somewhere.

Takuya: Alright! Then let’s have us a feast!

Doki:

Takuya and Doki runs in and JP and Otto stops them.

JP: But Takuya, Doki, hold on.

Takuya returns.

Takuya: Why? What’s up?

JP: Listen Tacky, as long as you’re headin’ out to get some food, would you mind getting me an order to go with extra everything?

Otto:

Takuya: What? I’m not the Pizza mon, it’s every tummy for itself.

He turns and barks.

JP: Hey!

They all run in.

Takuya: Last one to fill their plate is a rotten egg! Woo hoo!

Doki: