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Written for the: Revisiting The Adventure Digimon S1 Watch-A-Thon Challenge, The Anime and Manga Diversity Writing Challenge, The Testing Your Patience Challenge, The One Word Boot Camp, The If You Dare Continued Challenge, The Digimon Valentine's Day Advent Calendar Challenge, The Leap Year Calendar Challenge, The Halloween Digimon Advent Calendar Challenge, and the Digimon Ultimate Sleuth Challenge.

Prompts: One shot collection of each one shot over 1,000 words, Write 7 chapters/one shots for this story before you start posting it, Write a one shot of exactly 1,100 words, Write about how Orgemon came to be in the big box, Get Over It, Lamentable, write about someone showing an obsession, Write a fill for a prompt which is part of a challenge/competition you have already started, write about a change in plans, write about someone making a decision.

Finding Transportation

Ogremon let out a deep and thoughtful hum as he stared at the line up of small boats. Never before had the digital money in his pocket seemed so small and tiny, but he had to do this, he just had to do it, he would not disappoint his master. Making up his mind Ogremon drew himself up, all and proud to be a minion of his great lord, and approached the boat salesmen.

"Oi! Etemon! How much is it to buy a boat? I'm a Digimon on a mission here," Ogremon called out to the monkey Digimon. "Stop obessing over your stupid music and help a fellow evil Digimon out here!"

"Hey now, my music is the greatest in the Digital World and you will soon be obsessing over me and my wonderful music!" Etemon said smugly as he hummed a few bars of a song that Ogremon had never heard of. "Is my voice not the greatest in both the human and digital worlds? I bet that both World's would be able to appreciate my musical talent. I just know it! But I need to start small by-"

"Selling me a boat of some kind," Ogremon said sharply, cutting off Etemon's plotting. "I got a job to do here and I do not want to get into trouble for not doing it. How much is it for a boat?"

Pausing, Etemon looked Ogremon up and down a few times before replying. "This obsession of yours to do this job...you need to get over it! There is no way that a Digimon like you could afford one of my smallest, cheapest boats. Let us put those lamentable thoughts over this change of plans into a song and-"

"Enough! Give me a boat for however much money I have on me! I did not come here to be insulted like this and I will not change my plans!" Ogremon roared out angrily causing several Digimon nearby to jump in fright. "There will be no change of plans, I have a job to do and one that I will do. I am not going to be the Digimon who goes back to their boss to tell them that the job they gave you has been called off because I can't buy a boat!"

"Then it looks like you will need to change your plans if you really are serious about doing this job," Etemon said with a disapproving tut while at the same time he turned and did a small spin on the heel of his left foot. "Because you do not have enough money for one of my boats."

Ogremon frowned in anger. "Not even a tiny, small, little boat that has a leak in it that you have had to plug up somehow?"

"Nope, the small difference between the boats you can and cannot afford is the fact that they all work," Etemon half said half sang while giving Ogremon a pointed look. "But...if you do not mind changing your plans and buying something other than a normal, run of the mill boat...I guess that you could afford to buy something that I have for sale."

"Fine, change of plans, change of anything! I need to do this job, I have to do this job," Ogremon said quickly without leaving any room for Etemon to cut in. "Tell me what this different boat that you have in mind for me is? Will it do the job? Is it safe? How much is it? Can I-"

"Woh, woh, slow down Mr. Green Dude with an unhealthy obsession about his job and let me get a word in edge wises," Etemon said as he cut Ogremon's rant off. "As for the...the boat that I have that is in your price range is out back. It is second hand but I have just had my workers fixing it up so it is not in the water right now."

"Well bringing it out, I want to see what I am buying," Ogremon complained only to give Etemon a dark look at the Monkey Digimon's stare at the small black draw string bag that held all the money he had. "What? Why are you looking at my money like that for?"

"If you lay eyes on it then it means you have just brought it, no refunds either, Mr. I am despret to do this job" Etemon stated as he held out his flat upright hand to Ogremon and made a 'give me' motion. "So hand over the money."

Ogremon frowned. "How much?"

"That is quiet simple my green friend," Etemon replied sneakily while already plotting just which music system he would buy with his newest bonus. "Just hand over all of the money that you have in that bag of yours and we will call it even. What do you say? Isn't it a fair trade?"

"I do not know..." Ogremon said slowly as he looked between his money and Etemon. "Is it a good boat? This is all the money that I have..."

"Of course it is a good boat! Trust me!" Etemon said with a monkey like grin on his face. "Now come on, hurry up and pay or beat it! Time is money around here...unless you want to pay to stick around here?"

"No!" Ogremon said quickly, remembering the warnings he had heard from the other Digimon about Etemon's music. "It is a fair deal but I thought you said that I could not afford anything you sold?"

"Yeah, well this 'boat' is special," Etemon replied in a cryptic manner, only for Ogremon to totally miss. "Now hurry up and hand me the money or get lost."

"I do need a boat or else I will find myself in a boat, a boat load of trouble," Ogremon grumbled and without a second thought handed over the money while trying his best to ignore the sinking feeling in his stomach. "Well? You have your money, you got what you want. So where is this promised special boat?"

"As you paid so handsomely we will even throw in a roof," Etemon calmly replied with a large grin only to pause, ignore Ogremon's angry spluttering and words, look over his shoulder and shouted to his nearest co-worker. "Oi! Earl! Get your butt moving and bring out that stupidly large box in the warehouse! Some poor saps just brought it for eight times more than it is worth! It looks like we are finally going to be able to get rid of it! And to think that the Boss wanted to give it away!"

End Of One Shot.