In the Gear Forest, there was a wide variety of digimon, the place was designed to house many different types. The environment was a labyrinth in itself, providing secrecy for its residents and extra protection against intruders.

The transportation system was handled by a company of Palmons, which was definitely a fun experience. From the Locomon station, a group of tourist Digimon disembarked to explore the area. Among them was a small Veemon, who had left the Central City seeking a bit of adventure. He said goodbye to his friends and set out to discover more of this vast Digital World.

Upon arriving at the forest village, nothing could be expected other than a festive atmosphere. Bacchusmon never wasted a chance to enjoy himself, no matter the reason. Veemon chatted with other Digimon and ate a little, but he wasn’t there just for tourism. He imagined that this village could be home to a really cool Digimon.

He spotted a Stingmon on the tree platforms, flying from one side to another, enjoying the festival. Veemon decided to follow him stealthily, trying not to draw attention. Stingmon’s look was incredible, Veemon had seen him before in Central city, and ever since that day, he had been trying to spy on Stingmon, hoping for a unique opportunity to talk to him and perhaps make a friend.

Stingmon flew and landed on a bridge. Veemon didn’t waste time and climbed up to reach the top. The little blue dragon could hardly contain himself; he had wanted for a long time to at least say hi to Stingmon. But what if Stingmon didn’t like him? A wave of insecurity and fear ran down his spine.

This moment was interrupted by Stingmons gaze. Already fed up with Veemon constantly following him, Stingmon turned and advanced toward the little one, pinning Veemon under his foot with those massive claws.

Stingmon: Ugh! That’s enough, shorty! What do you want from me?! Are you some kind of Titan spy?! Huh?!

Veemon: A-ah, n-no, I... I came from Central City and... ohoho heavens, look at those claws...

Veemon was startled by Stingmon’s strength and the claws dangerously close to his face.

Stingmon: Huh?! You... argh! What do you want from me then?! You’ve been following me since I passed through Central City!

Veemon: I-i huh.. *gulp* I didn’t mean to bother you... I just... aa-aa

Veemon gathered a bit more courage to speak.

Veemon: I think you’re such a cool digimon... you’re like one of those Vulcanusmon action figures... I-i just wanted to say that you’re a really cool digimon...

Stingmon lifted his foot, releasing Veemon from his grip, and turned his back irritably as he responded:

Stingmon: Ugh... go back to your city. A place like this, you could get lost easily... and stop following me, okay, shorty?! I don’t want to be responsible if something happens to you.

Veemon: Ah?! No, no, that’s not it... I was wondering if you’d be interested in having a partner...

Stingmon: Didn’t you just hear what I said?? Buzz off, annoying thing.

He said this before taking off into the sky beyond the leafy canopy. Veemon ran to the edge of the bridge, watching Stingmon leave, and muttered to himself:

Veemon: Oh no... did I ruin everything? Hump... I guess I... I should get stronger before making this kind of offer ;-;