Leaning in across Chibimon, he can see a little hole in the back of the fruit. It would be a tough squeeze for Chibimon, but his smaller blob form could probably have fit through.

(On the other claw, how could Chibimon have made a hole like that? He doesn't have claws or big teeth like Hotshot's.)

Huh. Yup, that there is a really small hole. He prods it with a claw, and then prods Chibimon, verifying their relative sizes.

When prodded Chibimon startles, then after a moment sets to tickling the belly that Hotshot's investigation has conveniently left exposed to him.

Hotshot squeaks in startlement and jumps back.

And Chibimon returns to covering and munching his seeds.

...but... Hotshot wants those seeds. They're tasty.

He tries to sneak a claw around Chibimon to grab one. He is large and not good at sneaking, but he does his best.

Chibimon pushes aside the sneaky claw, and carries on munching if this push deters the raid.

(But while he's distracted, Nyaromon slurps up a seed.)

SUCCESS.

Well, partial success. Hotshot wants one too. He tries the sneaky claw again, for lack of a better idea.

Chicomon leans over and bites that seed in particular, perhaps by coincidence. In the process his teeth nip at Hotshot's claw, perhaps by accident. (But claws being claws, the nip does no real damage.)

(Nyaromon sneaks a couple more seeds during this maneuver. Mochimon has started watching, too.)

Wow, the sneaky claw is a supremely ineffective strategy, at least for getting any seeds for himself. It works so well for Nyaromon, though... he tries it again.

This time Nyaromon burrows face-first into the pile under Chibimon!

Taken off guard and off balance, Chibimon is too busy trying to get a grip on the now-slimy blob below him to address the problem of Hotshot peeling off a few seeds.

SUCCESS. DELICIOUS SUCCESS.

With this technique they can carry on stealing sweet, sweet seeds, until they hear (Digimon) "Chibimon!"

Digimon! Di-Di-Digimon! Chibimon breaks apart into a whirling cloud of blue motes.

"Digivolve to...!" And just as quickly, he comes back together. (Digimon.)

"Veemon!," he exclaims, snatchinging Nyaromon from the muck with one clawed hand.

"—!"

Hotshot isn't sure exactly what his complaint is in this situation, but he's sure that he has one, and that Veemon is the cause.

He growls menacingly. This works surprisingly well, in his current form.

The pitcher takes the mound. Here comes the wind-up, looks like he's going for an underhand lob…!—

Mochimon cries out "Stop—!," starting to shimmy towards where V-mon's facing...!

That's alarming!

Presented with an apparently urgent problem and no clear idea of what it is or how to solve it, Hotshot goes for... biting the nearest part of Veemon, which happens to be his non-Nyaromon-containing hand.

V-mon lobs Nyaromon straight over Hotshot's head, trailing a plaintive "Nyaaaa~." And it's high and outside! That one's not coming down for a—"Owwah! No biting!"

V-mon's tough blue scales prevent Hotshot from biting through at this level of force, but he can get a good taste of fresh-fried funnel cake in hot caramel syrup.

(Mochimon shimmies off behind Hotshot, muttering to itself. It cannot move as fast as Nyaromon is moving.)

—?!

Nyaromon is going UP VERY HIGH! This is CONCERNING!