Gun: Oh yeah- *helps Mar up* you kinda hugged him half to death...
DMX: That sounded fun.
Mar: x_x
Shadow: *Pokes Mar with pointy stick* Is he still breathing?
DMX: *shrugs* Meh? He's not my digimon.
*Blitz suddenly appears*
Blitz: *checks for a pulse* That's not good. *hoists Mar onto his shoulders* C'mon... I'm taking you home to recouperate.
Mar: ... *holding on Blitz with the little strength he has left*
DMX: *wags tail* I hope he's okay... this wouldn't be the same without my Renodramon copy...
DMX: PAR-TAY!! *dancing along with three furries*
*Blitz appears with mar*
Blitz: Good as new- all he needed was a few chiropractic pressure point toggling.
Mar: Yeah- though I still feel one of my ribs stuck on my left lung... *cough*
DMX: *stops dancing and looks on Blitz* WHY?!?
*Blitz suddenly pokes Mar in the ribs, a crack could be heard*
Blitz: Better?
Mar: Yes! Much better! Thanks! *hugs Blitz*
DMX: Excuse me while I vomit.