Special Delivery
Title: Special Delivery
Series: Digimon Tamers
Characters: Beelzemon, Jeri
Rating: G
Word count: 255
Author's Note: Because I love these two like burning, not to mention I'm slap-bang in the middle of a Tamers nostalgia kick. Referencing and inspired by the drama CD.
Special Delivery
It was a blustery evening in late October when a visitor called by the restaurant after hours, claiming to have a package for a Miss Jeri Katou. He was roughly eight and a half feet tall and had interesting taste in headgear.
Her face white above her chequered pyjamas, Jeri had stumbled out the door before her father had a chance to slam it shut and alert the police, or maybe the military. Speechless, he and his wife could only watch as the behemoth handed off a nondescript cardboard box, his demeanour an almost comically polite contrast to his initial bravado.
To compliment this exchange there was a brief and equally incomprehensible conversation; something about a delay, computer jargon, some sort of boat ride, and there was somebody who'd worn themselves out apparently - although that could have been a joke, because Jeri peered into the box and laughed, breathlessly. After that the stranger turned to make his exit, but the little girl stopped him just long enough to ask about a letter or a message of some sort, and whether it had gotten wherever it was supposed to go. Red-faced and suddenly tongue tied, the visitor mumbled that it had, and something else that may have been a thank you, but she only smiled.
And then he was off, his great dark wings rattling the wind chimes on the porch, and Jeri went back inside, and there was a ball of snoozing white fuzz in the box, and that night, for once, she slept undisturbed.
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A/N: Speed-written, ha ^^; I'll come back and edit when I get a sec. Tis a bit too ... wordy atm.