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Eriol, RV and Freid followed Gun like elite boydyguards- to his gun's great annoyance.

Gun approached TK.

"Hey... you... the one with the weird hat..." He said.

"Where's the next class?"
Mar thought up for a bit ''Hmm... hehe...I had to do some homework for this period... so... why not?'' He chuckled to Shadow ''I think we are going to be great friends Shadow!'' Mar adds as he grins.
"Wish I hadn't blown my homemade EMP in science." Shadow thought for a second, "Meh, we should be fine. Who know's maybe we'll think of something." Shadow jutted his neck quickly to his bag and smiled.
Mar then grins and takes out a little stink bomb he had taken from one of the bullies when he was fighting ''I think this can work... but I still don't know how to use it... do you need to use fire to make it work?'' He asks Shadow as he smiles, then stands up because the bell rang.
A student tried to ask Gunter something-

Student: Uhm, excuse me- are you new-

RV: (picks up student by the collar and slams him into a locker) WHAT DO YOU WANT!?

Gunter: RV- Put-him-down.

RV: (Whines like a dog and puts him down.)

Student: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! (runs away)

Gunter and Co. go over to Shadow and Mar.

Gun: You... Tamer and faker... can you help me with something?
"Name's Shadow, and it depends. After the way you treated that kid I'm not sure if I'd wanna help you."
''Gun? why you call me faker?'' He asks him while raising an eyebrow.
"That wasnt me." Gunter said, and he gave RV a horrible glare.

RV bowed his head.

Gunter looked back at Shadow. "These three are my problem." he gestured towards Eriol, Freid and RV. "Please tell me you know where I can stash them- Theyre not as small as your digimon- I can't put them in a bag...."
"that's what I call shapeshifters... like these three"
Shadow glanced around quickly, luckily everyone was too busy shuffling to classes to pay attention, "Try not to say 'Digimon' out-loud. I'm kinda trying to keep him under wraps so I don't freak peole out." He looked at the three, "Hmmm," He placed his thumb and index finger across his chin as he thought, a small smile crept onto his face, "If they don't mind a horrible stench, I have an idea."