Oh no!!! She darts over to the trellis so she can try to catch Tokomon on her leaf if it falls. 

She arrives in good time to make the catch, then. "Whoaoah! Thank you."

(Some of the other blobs cheer the rescue.)

"You're welcome!" she sets it down gently, then points at the tree with her leaf. "That tree has large fruits that if you get them down and get them open have VERY GOOD TINY FRUITS inside! My sharp parts are good for getting them open." 

With an inquisitive murmur of "yura," "bota," and other blob sounds, a group sets out for the tree. Her more specific friends form up to follow her.

She hops over to the tree and starts biting down fruits! She will also open them if no one else has good fruit openers. 

Fufumon can't get them down, but it can help open them.

And Puroromon conversely.

Working together, soon they're supplying fruit to a tiny mob of tiny blobs.

Hooray!!! Once everyone has fruit she gets another fruit for herself and sets to eating again. It's so good to have helped this many 'mon. 

Some of the smaller blobs grow into new forms that can help fetch or open the fruits, and join in the work.

And before long, plump with fruit and accomplishment, she'll recognize a full, ready-to-grow sensation. This time it comes in two flavors - the sweet good cheer of Good Fruit, or the tart grand teamwork of Inside Fruit. She can't do both.

Oh man those are both such good things!!! But...if she has to pick...she will pick Inside Fruit. She couldn't help very much with Good Fruit, and helping and teamwork are more important. 

"Digivolution."

Geometric columns of golden light rise around her, lifting her into the air. Di-Di-Digimon. Her thorns and leaf dissolve into green fragments, swirling around her. Sourceless music fills the air.

Digivolve into— Digimon. Her body grows and sprouts little arms and legs, as the cloud around her turns from green to pink and pours down on top of her. Di-Di-Di Digimon.

The pink fragments coalesce into a flower with the shape of a face. As the music concludes, a pair of leaves complete her form, and she touches down.

"La~la~la~" she says happily, "I'm not sharp anymore!!!" 

      
Nickname: 
Form: Lalamon
Field: Jungle Troopers
Attribute: Data

Data:
GB  kind (form) [tags]
 5  Unbound Soul (Nyokimon) [WG]
 3  Leaf Wing (Budmon) [WG]
 2  Poison Thorns (Budmon) [JT]
 3  Nut Shot (Lalamon) [Technique] [JT]
 2  Leaf Spiral (Lalamon) [Technique] [JT]
 3  Lullaby [Technique] [WG]
 2  Charming Chirp [Technique] [WG]
Total weight: 20 GB

Connections:
Tokomon   ☆☆☆
Puroromon ☆☆
Tsubumon  ☆
Elecmon   ☆
Ranamon   ☆
Chicomon  ☆
Kyokyomon ○○
[+ ×17]   ○

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"Yayyy!," says Tokomon, and tackle-hugs her as best it can manage. (She's now two to three times its height, not counting her leaves.)

(Other ’mon are impressed too.)

Eeeehehehehe! She hugs Tokomon back. "I'm bigger now!!!" 

"You are! You're so big I think you can reach everything!"

"Let's find out!" she reaches up for the fruits with the insides. 

She's already harvested all the lowest ones, but with a little jump she can stick her arm/hand to a fruit and drag it down into her reach. The branch pulls back on it, fighting her hand's adhesion.

She resolutely pulls the fruit off the branch. 

"I dunno about everything but I could reach this! Without even hopping!" 

SO COOL. Tokomon has metaphorical stars in its eyes.

Apparently there's a lot to look forward to in growing up. Puroromon tears into its inside fruit with renewed vigor.