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Part four of the Tiny Toon's universe! An odd couple, but a fun little scene. I must warn you, there are some diapers in this. But I will let you find that out for yourself.

The chapters in the Dimensional Travel series are edited by Circéus (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/circeus/)

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The Twelve Talismans:

Dimensional Travels

Chapter 6 -- Mister Seal

(Elmyra/Gomamon)

"Will you let me GO?!" Gomamon struggled in the redhead's grip. She was, to put it simply, freakishly strong. No matter how he squirmed, it was impossible to escape the pink hands.

They were in her bathroom, a stereotypical suburbia bathroom with porcelain tub and toilet. Right now said bathtub was slowly filling with water. "We got to get you all cleaned up Mister Seal!" Elmyra held tightly onto the digimon.

"My name is Gomamon!" he shouted back as the bathroom filled with steam. "Not 'Mister Seal'!"

"Bathtub's full Mister Seal." Elmyra announced, ignoring his words as she had so far. She reached over and turned off the faucet once the water had nearly reached the edge of the tub. Even with a single hand holding him, Gomamon could still not escape. She always managed to hold him in just the right way to make it impossible.

"Go! Ma! Mon!" The seal screamed louder. "Am I not speaking English?! Do you understand a single word coming out of my..." he could not finish his sentence as she dumped him in the water, the digimon surfacing a moment later, sputtering.

"All right now Mister Seal, let's get you squeaky clean." The redhead continued to speak as if the seal could only utter random grunts.

"Oh for BEEP's sake." Gomamon hissed and shook his head. And, adding insult to injury, he was still being censored, too. "I'm a few thousand years old! I can bathe myself!" he protested as the strong hands began to roughly scrub his scalp. His red mohawk was pressed flat against his skull from the soapy water. "Heck, I can swim a hundred miles before breakfast! I can handle six inches of water!"

"You are going to be so nice and clean Mister Seal!" Elmyra beamed and continued to scrub him hard with the washcloth, working up the water into a bubbly lather.

"Rrrrrr..." Gomamon growled a bit as the hands moved down the white fur of his back. He finally gave up talking back to her. It wasn't doing any do and he was just making his throat sore. He couldn't fight back harder without risking to hurt the human girl. While everyone here seemed to be immortal, attacking a preteen girl (Especially one that seemed to be so clearly retarded in some way, shape or form.) went completely against his nature.

"You are so dirty Mister Seal!" Elmyra continued to scrub nice and hard. Her grip strength was preternatural. She continued her work down the back of the grumbling white-furred seal. "Getting all that fish all over you!"

The suds went down Gomamon's back as his new "owner" continued washing him. She then flipped him over, and started to move down his chest, washing him in wide circular motions. The hand moved still lower down. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Gomamon squirmed again: apparently Elmyra had no idea about what personal space was. "What are you doing?"

"Stop squirming, Mister Seal!" Elmyra retorted as if Gomamon was still mute. She rubbed that spot with the same thoroughness as she had done the rest of the digimon's body.

Gomamon didn't stop thrashing in the water though, especially when his penis slipped right out of his pouch from the constant stimulation. "Geeze!" He grunted as the washcloth was soon directly on his cock.

Elmyra didn't stop cleaning even as she straight up encircled the penis with the soapy fabric. She continued to wash that newly exposed area, moving her grip up and down. "Ohhh you are a feisty one Mister seal!" She seemed to be talking more to herself than Gomamon.

Feistiness had nothing to do with Gomamon's squirming, however. "Uhhh..." He was beginning to hump into her hand. Elmyra wasn't exactly his type, but she gave a wonderful hand job. "Oh yeah... I gotta admit I am a little dirty down there." He groaned as the tight grip moved over his member. He soon had a good boner going, dripping precum into the water. He began to hump into the soapy cloth, getting closer and closer to blowing his load, but Elmyra suddenly stopped and moved to wash his back flippers. "Hey! Don't be a BEEP tease!"

Elmyra continued to scrub his back flippers, blithely ignoring the Digimon's squirming as Gomamon reached down to try and jack off. He had never been much good at it; his flippers barely had the reach and little dexterity. If he needed to get off he would usually hump a pillow or something, though, for obvious reasons, he had not felt the need to try and masturbate as of late. "Uhhh come on..." He grunted as he placed his dick between his flippers and jerked off hard.

"You are a strange one, Mister Seal..." Elmyra commented as she began to clean around his somewhat stubby tail in the same motion she used for his cock. After a minute or so she had moved down and started to rub intently under his tail.

"Oh yeah." Gomamon grunted a bit as he felt the soapy cloth wash across his butt. He wiggled against it in the water. He had to admit he had been slowly developing an anal fetish. It had all started with Jun, then Morrigan and her tentacles had helped it blossom. He pushed back, doing his best to get the washcloth actually sliding in his butt. He moved back harder and finally felt a soapy cloth around the tip of Elmyra's finger slide an inch in. "Yeah, YEAH!"

The girl was now pumping her finger in the tight little asshole. "Wow, you dirty here to Mister Seal?" She asked with perfect innocence as she gave that asshole a good cleaning. She twisted her finger left and right, which the little seal seemed to really like.

"Uh yeah, yeah..." Gomamon grunted as he continued to jerk off. The added stimulation of the finger rubbing against his prostate had him getting close. He knew that Elmyra might stop any time, so he didn't hold back, humping hard against the finger and moving his flippers as hard and fast as he could. "Oh yeah... almost there, almost..." He grunted loudly and arched his head back, letting out a loud moan as he came in the water. "Oh BEEP yeah!" He shuddered, fertilizing the bathwater. He shot out a few more jets before Elmyra pulled her finger out from his ass. He would be sore this time again, but he was starting to genuinely enjoy taking it up the ass.

"Oh, you are much better behaved now!" Elmyra picked the seal out of the tub. Gomamon enjoyed his afterglow as he was being dried off.

"Well thanks for the bath." He wiggled in the towel a bit, the water coming off with great ease: as with most aquatic creatures, it slid right off his fur. "And the BEEP BEEP, too..." He cocked his head; "hand job" was censored to? "Man, this censor stuff sucks," he thought. The young girl quickly finished drying him off and hung up the towel on the towel bar. "But I really need to go now..." Gomamon edged toward the door. He really wished he still had his super speed or invisibility power. But mostly he hoped she was getting bored with him.

"Now it's time to play another game!" Elmyra turned around, and in her hands was probably the very last thing Gomamon could ever have wanted to see there: a snow white plastic diaper, Huggies brand. "My baby mister seal!"

"What I wouldn't give for a BEEP uncensored cuss word..." Gomamon's ears drooped as he backed into the corner, Elmyra slowly advancing on him.

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"I say, I say there now students." It was the class of the day, and the last teacher was some giant fat rooster named Foghorn Leghorn. He too wore a black robe and mortar. He also spoke with a thick Texan accent. "Now, the key, I say the key to a good comedy is you need a good arch enemy. Always need two to make a good comedy team!" Foghorn Leghorn pulled down a chart from the ceiling with a bunch of couples on it. "And ya need a good, memorable opponent I say!"

The teacher started going on about some characters, Wile E. Coyote and Road Runner, Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fludd, Sylvester and Tweety. Gatomon wasn't paying attention. "Man, this is so pointless." She tapped his claw on the wooden desk.

"I know. I'd thought we'd learn something about, you know, history, math." Gabumon had an elbow on the desk, resting his paw on his cheek. His pelt still looked grungy, despite all the cleaning. It put him in a bit of a bad mood.

I AM SO BORED. The words under Vulpix formed from the subtitles. She had her chin firmly on the desk, her eyes half lidded. All this stuff was nonsense to her

"Hey y'all!" Foghorn slammed a meter sick hard on the desk. Gatomon perked up a bit. "This is important ya know!"

"Yeah, no offence teach? But this isn't really our thing." Gatomon replied, a touch of annoyance in her voice.

"Yeah, we don't really need this." Gabumon replied. He still had his head resting in his paw. The smell of cleaner still hung on him slightly despite the multiple cleanings.

"Oh yeah?" Foghorn stood up tall. "Well then, why don't you tell me about your arch rival?"

"Well, I'd say my biggest nemesis is a white faced vampire that could summon hordes of flesh eating vampires." Gatomon started, looking up.

"Well that was before he turned into the hundred foot tall, red armour plated, four legged demon." Gabumon reminded, still looking bored.

"And then he turned to the armoured demon that could warp dreams..."

"Yeah. But we also had that giant sea serpent with fire breath..."

"The wooden puppet that could control your very body..."

"The four story robot dinosaur with the two giant cannons on his back..."

"The psycho clown with swords that could cut through anything..."

"The black leather wearing devil that had mind control gears..."

"Really? I don't remember that one."

"Before we met up with you Gatomon. We also met that monkey whose voice could level a city."

"Yeah, and he came back with unbreakable skin Gomamon said."

WHAT ABOUT THAT GOLDEN DRAGON WITH THE FIRE BREATH?

"Bah, hardly counts. I doubt he could even take over a city."

"Yeah I mean, if we include every dinosaur, robot, demon, ninja, warrior, mutant, cyborg and so on... how many enemies would we have?"

"A few hundred... not counting minions..."

The three continued to discuss. Finally they turned to Foghorn Leghorn, who just stood there with his yellow beak slightly a jaw. "What about you Professor? Who is your grand enemy?"

Foghorn just stood there a bit, before mumbling softly. "A... a dog..."

Gatomon and Gabumon looked back and forth at each other. "A dog? Well... it's better than nothing I suppose..."

Foghorn mumbled something else, than the bell rung. "Finally." Gatomon hopped off the chair. "Thanks for the lesson teacher. Maybe one day, we will get an arch-nemesis as awesome as a dog." She waved as Gabumon and Vulpix joined her, leaving the flabbergasted rooster alone in the classroom.

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"Well that was an... interesting day to say the least." Gabumon remarked as they walked out the front door and down the steps.

ARE ALL SCHOOLS LIKE THAT? Vulpix asked. The subtitles, thankfully, followed her outside and allowed her to continue communicating.

"Not to my knowledge." Gatomon sighed as she looked around. She had been hoping Gomamon would be there, waiting with whoever had the power. "Anyone see Gomamon?"

"Yeah I noticed him being gone. Playing hooky twice in one day? He's going to be in serious trouble tomorrow!" Babs warned. She bounded down the stairs, Buster right next to her. the blue rabbit had an odd grin on his face as well.

"Well, hopefully we will be on our way soon." Gabumon replied. This world was just too crazy for him to want to spend any amount of time in, even though it had some pretty good lays.

"BR-EEP! BR-EEP! BR-EEP!"

That was the blaring of a klaxon alarm coming in loud enough to hurt the ears. Vulpix whimpered and covered her ears with her paws, as, being a canine, she had particularly sensitive hearing.

"What is that horrible noise?" Gatomon covered her ears tightly. The piercing wail wasn't any more pleasant for her.

Buster moved his white glove up, revealing a watch that Gatomon could swear wasn't there before. It had two small sirens on opposite sides, comically small for the incredible sonic volume they produced. Buster stared at a miniature readout on it. "It's an Elmyra alert!" The rabbit finally said.

"Elmyra alert?" Gabumon asked, a little bit worried. "Is that some demon? Dragon? Some other sort of ancient evil?" With the life the digimon were used to, they were preconditioned to believe the worst was happening.

"Much worse than that guys." Buster put the glove back in place. "We have a fellow toon to save."

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"Is this the place?" Gatomon looked at the one story orange house with the white picket fence and a little metal mailbox in the front. If she'd known the term, she'd have found it the most Norman Rockwellian thing she'd ever seen. "This is the most dangerous place in this world?"

"Hey, trust us." Babs replied. "Elmyra is far worse than anything you have ever dealt with."

Gabumon casually walked past the gate and onto the lawn. "Guys, no offence... But we've fought creatures that could destroy the world, warp reality, control your very mind..." He went up to a window on the side of the building to first have a peek in. "I seriously doubt there is anything here that can possibly match..." The pudgy little dragon looked over the sill, and his eyes went wide as saucers. "Oh dear god..." He muttered loudly.

"What? What is it?" Gatomon ran up to him; she had never seen such a look of shock on Gabumon's face before. A wave of concern filled her as she looked into the window. "Gomamon?"

"MMMmmphhh!" The seal struggled in a high chair, his flippers pinned to his sides by the piece of furniture so he could no squirm out of it. A pink baby bonnet was tied over his head and a pacifier was jammed in his maw, tied tightly around so he could not spit it out. And last but most humiliating, he was wearing a big crinkly diaper they could all see under the little table tray.

Gatomon and Gabumon exchanged the briefest of glances before bursting into uncontrollable laughter. The white cat rolled on her back in the grass. "Oh dear god!" She screamed between the guffaws, paws wrapped around her hurting stomach. "You're right guys! It's far worse than anything we've ever seen!" She could hardly finish her sentence: she was on the verge of hyperventilating.

Gabumon meanwhile was leaning against the side of the wall, choked by poorly held-in sniggering. They could still hear Gomamon grunting disapprovingly inside, the chair rocking a bit under his efforts. "We... we really should... help him!" Gabumon somehow managed between the bouts of laughter. He so needed something like that to get him out of his funk.

Gatomon was still keeled over on the ground from laughter. "Oh god, can't we get a camera first, please?" She begged as she repeatedly tried and failed to get up.

"Certainly!" Babs reached under her shirt and pulled out a Polaroid camera bigger than her own head. "8 by 10's okay?" The pink rabbit leaned over the window ledge and snapped several pictures of the bound seal in quick succession. Gomamon struggled harder as the flashes made him see spots. Picture after picture fell on the ground, each one featuring a wide-eyed, bediapered and bepacifiered seal.

Gatomon wasn't going to ask where the camera came from; she was just happy it was there at all. She leaned over and grabbed one of the better pictures of the seal: eyes the size of baseballs, pink bonnet flapping. "I got my Christmas cards!" She joked and jumped in through the window, landing on the kitchen floor. She waved the photo back in forth at the seal. Gomamon's cheeks flushed red with anger at this and his muffled protest rose in volume. The feline strutted over, and used her sharp claw to cut the string holding the pacifier in place, which Gomamon immediately on the floor. It bounced a few times on the ground before it rolled to a stop.

"For BEEP's sake, get me the BEEP out of this BEEPing chair!"

Gabumon climbed in after he. "Hey he didn't learn that language from me." The chubby little horned guy grinned as he landed on the floor. If he could have grinned any wider the top of his head would have come off.

Gatomon snickered a bit at the seal. "BEEP!" Gomamon shouted loudly at her. "BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"

"He's cranky Gabumon." The feline digimon chuckled some more. "He must need changing." More snickers from the pair of them.

"Are you two quite done yet?" Gomamon snarled; he was trying hard to calm down... and not doing that good a job of it.

"Awww, do we have to be?" Gatomon whined fakely. "I could go on for months!" She snickered. She hadn't stopped laughing for more than ten seconds since first seeing him.

"Well do try to get me out of here before that psycho redhead comes back. I have no doubt she would love to have you two join us for a tea party!" Gomamon shouted again, rocking the high chair some more.

"Alright, calm down already." Gatomon rolled her eyes a bit in a mocking fashion, freeing Gomamon from the high chair by removing the plastic tray.

Gomamon jumped down, ripping the bonnet from his head before he reached the floor, where he immediately got to work getting rid of the diaper, tearing at it with his sharp claws. "Ready for potty training? They grow up so fast." Gabumon kept grinning like a madman.

"I'm never going to live this down, am I?" Gomamon flung the plastic diaper across the room.

"Never." The pair retorted. "Oh, and I am keeping this." Gatomon purred. She folded the photo up carefully and slid it under her yellow glove.

"Hey, now that's not fair!" Gomamon reached for the feline's glove, but she snapped her paw away before the seal could get his finger claws close.

"Less so than videotaping people having sex without their knowledge?" She raised an eyebrow as she finished tucking the photo away.

"Bu... but..." Gomamon stuttered a bit, but than fell silent. He knew when he was defeated.

"Smart boy. When we get back, I am going to have so much fun blackmailing you." She grinned a bit, eyes searching around the room until they spotted the dragon statue on the counter. Someone had tied little pink bows on each of the four dragon heads. She grabbed it and tossed it to Gabumon.

Gabumon grabbed the dragon dectector. Gomamon looked over to Gabumon, his normally pristine fur matted and faded. "What happened to you Gabumon?"

Gabumon looked at the fur covering his arm and sighed. "A long story... though I am guessing, not as interesting as yours." He smirked at his aquatic friend.

The feline went over to the window, hopping out onto the front lawn. "Let's find your power. I am just about done with this nutball world."

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The statue had lead them back to the park. They walked by a large platter of fish with a giant sign protruding from it. "Man, who would fall for that trap?" Gatomon shook her head as she continued to walk by.

"Yeah... who would?" Gomamon grinned a bit sheepishly as they followed the statue's directions. Buster and Babs had joined them for the walk.

Gabumon led the crowd, holding the statue in front of himself as the glowing red head guided them to a young coyote working on something that looked like a mixture of a bicycle, a slingshot and a giant butterfly net. The canine was hunched over his contraption, working away at his with his face protected by a welding mask. "Man, they are just crazy here." Gabumon sighed as he placed the statue back under his pelt.

Buster walked up to the young coyote and tapped him on the shoulder. The other stood up and took off his welding mask. "Fellahs, this is Calamity Coyote." Buster motioned to the grayish coyote and its bright red running shoes.

Calamity Coyote pulled a large wooden sign out from behind his back with the word "HI!" Sketched across it in thick handwriting.

"Where do they keep pulling out that stuff from?" Gabumon asked the question all four of them had been wondering for a good while now.

Calamity Coyote simply flipped the sign over. On the other side were the words "YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW."

"Well anyway... long story short, you have some magic power we need to leave this dimension." Gomamon explained. He was getting used to repeating this story by now, and figured he'd just give the quick version.

Calamity Coyote cocked his head to the side, and turned to Buster and Babs, raising a sign with two pictures on it: a screw and a ball. "Yeah we had kind of noticed that, Calamity." The blue rabbit commented sarcastically. "Just roll with it."

"All right." Gomamon smiled at the coyote. "Just bend down..."

Before Gomamon could finish his sentence a sign had appeared in Calamity's hand as the coyote shook his head in panic: "WOAH WOAH! SORRY BUT YOU'RE NOT EXACTLY MY TYPE!"

"And look me in the eyes," Gomamon finished.

The digimon trio gave a collective chortle as Calamity sighed in relief, then gave the seal another odd look, but did bent down to lock his stare into the seal's. A dog symbol formed in each of his eyes, and they began to glow white, before the burning light started glowing in Gomamon's. Twin beams of light suddenly shot between them. Gomamon felt the now familiar rush of energy as yet another of "his" powers returned.

"Ahhh crap, it's the dog power..." Gomamon sighed as the symbol formed on his flipper. "I should have figured... seems like the powers are going to the same animals as the symbols."

"What's wrong?" Gabumon asked. He had never figured out Gomamon's powers. By now he figured he might as well be asking.

"Well, this power is just plain useless! It doesn't actually do anything... Nothing I could figure out anyway. I was hoping for something with a bit more, y'know, firepower." THe seal sighed as the other digimon slowly began to spark once more. "And here we go again." He braced himself, getting ready for the pain as the hot white lightning increased. It wouldn't be long now.

"Well, looks like we're going..." Gatomon glanced toward Buster, and suddenly rushed forward to kiss him full on the lips before releasing the surprised rabbit. "I'll miss you." She smiled as the white light enveloped her. A moment later they were all gone, leaving Buster, Babs, and Calamity alone in the middle of the park.

"Heh heh heh...' Buster turned to Babs, rubbing the back of his head. "Ummm... so, we still on for Friday?"

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Gomamon opened his eyes slowly, his vision clearing after a minute or two. It was a beautiful day in whatever world they had landed into: a beautiful sun, white fluffy clouds above, below and all around... Wait a second... Below? "GE-YAH!" The seal panicked and jumped up upon realizing what he was standing upon, landing right into Gabumon's arms, who stood just behind him. "What, where are we?"

"Don't worry, it's solid." Gabumon held the little white seal up as Vulpix looked up, blinking her deep black eyes.

"Oh... good." Gomamon had his flippers wrapped around the pelted neck of his friend. "Oh, um, how are you doing?"

"Not good enough for this," Gabumon stated flatly, opening his arms and dropping his red-haired friend on the clouds

It was like landing on a trampoline. The entire landscape had that same oddly elastic texture, like strong Jell-O. Gatomon got up, absent-mindedly picking away some cloud fluff stuck between her claws, then looked across the horizon. The clouds stretched for what seemed to be miles, but she could see something coming in the distance. "We've got company."

A company the colour of the entire rainbow, in fact. All the same height, with white tummies bearing bright-coloured pictures of hearts, rainbows, and such cutesy pictures. Most of the short, chubby creatures were bears, but there were a couple other animals mixed in: a rabbit, a pig, a penguin, a raccoon, and a few others. But even though there were a lot of them, they didn't seem threatening. "Hi There! We're the Care Bears. And we're here to help you!"

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And my next one will be Care Bears of course. I wasn't going to do it, but Circéus helped bounce some good ideas off me. And more than one person wanted it. I enjoy comments, votes, emails, and so on so feel free to contact me! Still looking for ideas for the travelers to visit. Contact me at [email protected]